Leng Tianchen sat there, not knowing what he was thinking, with his left hand supporting his chin, his head tilted, and his perfect profile.
Xia Qianchen pulled a chair next to him and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with a cotton swab.
The servant came over and asked, "Miss Xia, do you want me to help?"
Apparently he was sent here by Young Emperor Nangong.
Xia Qianchen also felt that this gesture was too ambiguous: "Then let the servant help you."
Leng Tianchen suddenly turned around and stared at Xia Qianchen, his eyes darkly burning.
Xia Qianchen seemed to be stared at by that gaze.
"Why, you just gave me some medicine, are you afraid that I might eat you?"
"Mr. Leng, please..."
"Apply medicine!" He said willfully, "I just want you to apply it for me!"
"Why? A maid can also wipe it for you."
"If someone else rubs it, my wound will be very painful."
[I want you to apply medicine for me. If it is someone else, my wound will be very painful.]
Xia Qianchen's eyes froze for a moment, feeling that something was changing quietly and invisible. Although Leng Tianchen had forgotten the past, he would still start to do some things in the past unconsciously.
Knowing that he should decisively throw the medical kit to the patient...
But seeing the injured Leng Tianchen, she couldn't bear it.
Just treat it as if she was in debt for lying to him just now and pay him back.
Xia Qianchen held his chin and carefully helped him apply the medicine.
Leng Tianchen's eyes were revealed from the messy bangs, bright and sharp: "Qianchen, has anyone told you that you are beautiful?"
"Thank you, everyone has been telling me since I was born."
"It's so beautiful that it makes your heart beat."
"Are you teasing your best friend's pet now?" Xia Qianchen curled her lips and said, "I believe the emperor is not happy to see him, he is someone who values friendship so much."
Leng Tianchen's eyes paused.
"Tell me, what kind of person is your boyfriend?"
"?"
"The one who looks like me is called Addison..."
Leng Tianchen looked expectant. Has he not given up yet?
Xia Qianchen glanced up and down, cleared her throat and said, "It's the complete opposite of you."
"Didn't you mean like me?"
"That's your appearance...your personality is different!"
Leng Tianchen raised his eyebrows: "You seem to know me very well. Do you know what my personality is?"
"..."
"Maybe Addison and I have similar personalities."
"Don't move your head..." Xia Qianchen pushed his head, and then saw Leng Tianchen's eyes fixed on a point behind her.
Xia Qianchen turned around and saw Young Emperor Nangong coming in from the door, his face gloomy and uncertain.
There was heating in the room. As he walked, he took off his coat and threw it to the servant behind him: "What are you doing here?"
Leng Tianchen smiled: "Nangong, I'm drunk."
Young Emperor Nangong raised his eyebrows sinisterly: "You can't find your way home when you're drunk? I don't mind taking you back now."
"You still owe me a meal."
"..."
"I'll pay it back today," Leng Tianchen said, pressing his stomach, "I just feel very hungry."
Nangong's eyes glanced at his face and stayed there for a moment.
For the first time, he said nothing and told the servant: "Go and cook."
Having been friends for so many years, Leng Tianchen could tell at a glance that Leng Tianchen had something on his mind.
Leng Tianchen pressed the wound on the corner of his mouth with cotton and said: "It takes so long to cook, and I'm hungry now. Let's make something to fill my stomach."
His eyes were looking at Xia Qianchen.
"You have a lot of opinions." Young Emperor Nangong was displeased.
Xia Qianchen put down the tools in his hands, stood up consciously and said: "Master Leng, please wait a moment, I will make a bowl of fruit soup to reduce the heat."
"I'm not hot."
"But you are very angry!"
Leng Tianchen smiled and said with pain from the cracked corners of his lips: "You know me so well that you even know that I am very angry?"
Nangong Young Emperor's face became even more displeased, the air conditioner whizzed out, and Xia Qianchen left the room.
It's rare to see her be so obedient, and it's extremely rare to see her be so gentle when applying medicine to Leng Tianchen...
Recalling the scene where Qian used eggs to apply on his face a few days ago, it was in sharp contrast to the scene just now.
Young Emperor Nangong frowned sarcastically and sat down where Xia Qianchen had just sat.
"What are you here for?"
"I am drunk."
"to be honest!"
"Nangong, your study is really crowded," Leng Tianchen stood up and picked up a book without saying anything, "Do you usually read these? Tsk, tut, you are indeed a dull and boring person."
"Don't change the subject!"
Leng Tianchen walked to a trumpet-shaped record player, picked up a few discs from the CD rack and flipped through them: "Why do you still keep such antique things... What's so good about it?"
Young Emperor Nangong frowned: "Don't touch my things."
Leng Tianchen had already pulled out a disc and put it on it.
The melodious music sounded, giving me a feeling of old Shanghai...
Leng Tianchen sat down on the chair and said, "I remember that my aunt liked to listen to this song the most when she was alive."
"..."
His eyes fell on a grinding box again: "Tsk tsk, you really have a lot of antique stuff. I didn't expect you to be a nostalgic person."
Only people who value emotions will miss the past, and Young Emperor Nangong is so cold and desolate...
It's really hard to imagine.
Rhodes stood aside and said: "Master Leng has good connections. I wonder if I can find out where there is a place to repair antiques. We have searched almost the entire city and can't find such a store."
Leng Tianchen raised his head and asked, "What's broken?"
"A clock," Rod replied, "was one of the eldest lady's favorite things during her lifetime."
Leng Tianchen walked around the house comfortably: "Bring it over and let me see what style it is?"
Rhodes glanced at Young Emperor Nangong, saw him nodding, and went to the room to get the clock.
Put it in a box with all the broken parts collected.
Leng Tianchen opened the box and saw a pile of scattered parts: "It's broken like this, do you still want to repair it?"
"..."
"The age of this clock is indeed very far away." Leng Tianchen picked it up and found it was shaky and about to fall apart. "It's too bad."
"Don't touch it."
Leng Tianchen put it back: "Even if it is repaired, many parts will have to be replaced, and it will not be the original clock. It is of little significance. Are you still willing to repair it?"
Young Emperor Nangong did not speak, but his excited green eyes flashed.
"How could it be so bad?"
"I suspect someone deliberately destroyed it," Rhodes replied.
"Who has the guts to destroy something you love? How do you deal with that person?"