C71 (1/2)

Leng Yanhua opened the bathroom door to let Xia Qingtian in. Xia Qingtian felt there was nothing between the girls so he went in …

Leng Yanhua reached for a towel, but Xia Qingtian passed it to her and it suddenly slipped.

”Ah …!”

The cold night Xiu who just entered heard the sound and immediately ran towards the bathroom. He saw Xia Qingtian put a towel on Leng Hua and quickly moved Xia Qingtian away, helping Leng Hua up.

”I say, what did you do?” Leng Ye Xiu roared at Xia Qingtian, thinking it was Xia Qingtian who brought down the cold flower …

”I …” ”I …” Xia Qingtian didn't know what to say.

”What 'I', I can't even do a little 'me' properly.”

Xia Qingtian felt wronged and ran out.

”Brother, I fell down accidentally.

”Are you alright?” Leng Ye asked.

”It's nothing, it's just that my hand is very painful.”

Leng Ye Xiu frowned.

”Bro, I can't do it by myself. Help me bathe.”

Leng Ye Xiu's frown deepened as tears flowed from his eyes. ”My hand really hurts, I can't move it.”

”Alright then.”

Xia Qingtian ran out to leave, but he didn't take his phone and went back home to get it. Seeing that the bathroom lights were still on, he hid behind the door to take a look and saw the cold night cultivator helping Leng Hua bathe. Tears fell down his face. He didn't even take his phone before he left.

A cold wind was blowing. Xia Qingtian tightly gripped his thin clothes, disdainfully laughing at himself. He lowered his head, silently and slowly, taking small steps to walk by the sea.

”There are so many things going on. ”How many times has it been since I've come out? Hmm, I haven't even come out to chase me yet …” Xia Qingtian lowered his head and wiped away the dried tears on his face. He didn't know why, but his nose felt sore again and tears were about to flow out of his eyes again.

Haha — no big deal, but …” She's just a little sister... ”Yes, she's just a little sister.” Xia Qingtian raised his head, revealing a smile as he comforted himself. It was just a little sister … It's just a sister.

”But why did you help her bathe … ”Why didn't she come after me? Is it because she didn't want to?” The more Xia Qingtian thought about it, the more wronged he became. A little sister, she was more important than him. It was the same for last time …

Xia Qingtian stopped, turned around, and opened his arms to the cool sea breeze, laughing loudly. ”Blowing and blowing, my pride and arrogance!” Get used to it, get used to it.

Xia Qingtian sat on the fence, blowing the sea breeze, tears overflowing again and again, then drying again.

She touched her tear-stained face and smiled, ”There won't be any scars, right? ”That would be awkward. I've only heard about it and I'll be blind …”