However, she couldn’t dare forget that she fell onto someone else and "pressed" on him for ten minutes.
Zhou Ziang stood up, raising his uninjured left hand to Xiao Xian’s cheek.
The two looked into each other’s eyes, and a faint scent of fresh grass lingered in the air, a familiar fragrance that Xiao Xian couldn’t for the life of her remember where she had smelled it before.
The warmth beside her cheek was getting closer.
Outside the hospital room, Zhuo Feng knocked on the door: "Xiao Xian, are you in there? I heard from your uncle that you came here to visit a basketball friend."
The warmth shifted, a warmth at the tip of her nose, gently scraped by someone’s fingertip, "No need to be polite, you’re a girl, and if you were to get hurt and scarred, it wouldn’t be beautiful."
Zhou Ziang’s action was so sudden that Xiao Xian’s mind went blank instantly, and she even forgot to ask about what she originally planned to ask - whether he had been to Guiyang five years ago.
After packing up and leaving the hospital, getting into the car, Xiao Xian foolishly asked a question: "Aunt, am I beautiful?"
Xiao Xian knew it was silly to ask such a question, but she couldn’t help but blurt it out.
"Beautiful? Who dares to say our Xiao Xian isn’t beautiful?" Zhuo Feng was curious, and then took another look at Xiao Xian.
Just then, as the sun was setting, sunlight shone through the car window, coating Xiao Xian’s face with a layer of gold, and Zhuo Feng earnestly said, "Beautiful."
In the hospital room, Zhou Ziang slowly unwrapped his right hand. He clenched his fist, and a "crack" sound of bone growth could be heard from his arm.
He then spread his left hand open, revealing a leaf that resembled a willow leaf.
"Spiritual Grass Forget Worry actually has no effect on her?" How could it not work, when it clearly works on everyone else. Who exactly is she?
Zhou Ziang placed the leaf on his lips and blew out a note.
When he prepared to catch Xiao Xian with his body, a scent called Forget Grass from his space’s Golden Grade Grass Jelly was already released in a timely manner. Everyone present should have unconsciously inhaled the fragrance of Forget Worry.
Forget Worry, forget the deepest impressions in the human brain at that instant. Whether it’s the heavy feelings of love or the pain of deep hatred, all could be erased completely.
That day on the basketball court, Xiao Xian’s astonishing leap – if it stayed in some people’s minds – would inevitably attract unnecessary attention.
Wang Ke’s high-profile actions brought about destructive consequences, and for some reason, he didn’t want to see Xiao Xian suffer the same fate. Regardless of whether she had taken any medication or not, he didn’t want it.
"But why, why doesn’t Forget Worry work on her? And looking at her, she doesn’t show any guilt, not like someone who has taken Substance A." Zhou Ziang was already suspecting Xiao Xian’s identity, the leaf from his mouth floated down, turning into ash upon touching the ground.
Those eyes that looked at him just now, clear and bottomless, did not seem to be hiding anything. Zhou Ziang thought about when he met Xiao Xian’s gaze, under her stare, he unexpectedly blurted out those words.
Zhou Ziang laughed silently, his laughter carrying for the first time the unique shyness of youth; it turns out that the feeling of teasing someone was much better than he imagined.
Sorry for the late update. Going out and playing means coming home late, and this Chapter was a bit hard to write, so I had to stay up late. My acne, my beauty sleep, tears are streaming down.
The was written in haste at a friend’s house, so there were typos and missing sentences, which I’ve corrected. If you’re interested, feel free to go back and take another look.
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