"So perfunctory..." Xu Chaomu propped her forehead, pouting her lips.
He didn't want to go home and kneel on a washboard, so he humored her, unhappy.
"Feeling any better? Just hold on a little longer; the consultation room is just ahead." Shen Chi looked down at her.
"I don't feel good." Xu Chaomu's big eyes were hazy, and she clutched his collar, refusing to let go.
The wind blew on her body, a bit cold, but Shen Chi held her tightly.
"If you're uncomfortable, so am I," Shen Chi sighed.
All he could do was quicken his pace.
"Fourth brother... when will you take me to see the night view of C City, when will you take me on the Ferris wheel, when will you listen to my stories... why do you always say I'm childish, I'm not childish at all..."
"Be good, when I come back from South Africa, I'll take you, I'll take you to all those places."
"I don't believe you anymore..."
Shen Chi fell silent.
