"Qin Siting?" She quickly raised her hand to pat his face, her face full of anxiety and concern. "Hey, did you hit your head on the ground earlier? Can you hear me?"
Had she gone too far?
The college entrance examination was tomorrow. If he fell and injured his head or other areas, affecting his performance in the examination tomorrow, she would be condemned by history.
"Qin Siting!"
Seeing that he still did not move, Shi Niange was really a little anxious. "Qin Siting, Qin Siting… What's wrong with you? Aiya, I'm sorry. I was just joking. Where does it hurt? Say something, Qin Siting. Don't ignore me…"
Just as her hand was about to hit his face again, the unmoving young man raised his hand and held hers.
Shi Niange paused and looked at him. When she saw him open his eyes, there was a teasing light in his eyes.
