Qin Fang stood at the door of the hospital room, and the moment he saw the scene inside, his vision darkened, knowing that Qin Xiaoran hadn't lied to him.
He first asked about Shen Zhiyi's injuries, and when he left, he also pulled Pei Yu along, unable to restrain his impatience, he asked in the hospital corridor, "Brother Pei, do you remember what you told me before? 'Didn't like her much.'"
Liking someone not much couldn't be like this.
Hospitals forbid smoking, so Pei Yu took an unlit cigarette and slowly crushed it, spreading it on his palm, "Look."
His hand had been trembling slightly all along.
Qin Fang was stunned, "This is——"
"It's been like this since I found out she was injured," Pei Yu threw the crushed cigarette into the trash bin, and it wasn't clear whether he was being self-mocking or what, but he chuckled softly, "I was scared."
