He would not let Xia Xuanmo lose his legs.
don't lie to me. Xia Xuanmo smiled bitterly. don't lie to me.
Liancheng Yazhi looked at him seriously. no, you just took a little too long. Your original injury wasn't serious. The doctor said that it would be cured.
Xia Xuanmo smiled. Liancheng, do you know that you actually have a shortcoming? that is, every time you lie, you talk more than usual.
liancheng yazhi
He didn't seem to have noticed this.
Liancheng Yazhi was silent for a few seconds. He looked at Xia Xuanmo with a serious and firm expression. "I'm not lying this time."
Liancheng Yazhi paused and added, " "you'll be fine. focus on your recovery and don't think about anything else."
xia xuanmo smiled. the redness in his eyes seemed to have subsided a little, and his face was a little more lively.
"You're making me think of my senior year," he said.
Liancheng Yazhi nodded and said,"yes, Yingluo."
He remembered the third year of high school.
