When Tang Weiwei said this, she lowered her head pitifully, like a little hamster who was reprimanded for doing something wrong, which was particularly touching.

Fu Sichen's Adam's apple rolled twice, but in the end he couldn't resist Tang Weiwei's acting like a baby, and chose to show weakness.

He let go of the hand on the door frame, and he stepped out of the way.

"If you want to say something to me, then come here."

Fu Sichen just stepped aside, but from Tang Weiwei's point of view, this was simply a huge improvement.

During this period of time, Fu Sichen had always been weird, and now it was a concession to let her into the house.

Tang Weiwei was rarely satisfied easily, and happily followed Fu Sichen to the room.

She hadn't come to Fu Sichen's room for a long time, and since she came here once today, it was rare for her to feel a novelty.

After arriving at Fu Sichen's room, Tang Weiwei sat upright. She originally wanted to have a good talk with Fu Sichen about his attitude during this time, but before she could open her mouth, she realized something was not quite right.

"What's the matter with your leg?"

Tang Weiwei stared at Fu Sichen's legs, his eyes looked a little uncomfortable.

Fu Sichen's leg was originally fine, although there was a scar on it, but due to her careful consideration, there have been no other wounds during this time.

But now on Fu Sichen's knee, there were red, swollen and bruised marks, and there were even some scratches on it.

After thinking about it, Tang Weiwei looked at Fu Sichen and asked, "Did you fall on the road?"

But after asking, Tang Weiwei felt something was wrong again.

If it was a fall, then both knees should have been injured, but why is it that only the previously injured leg has bruise marks on it?

Why is this so?

Tang frowned slightly, vaguely feeling that something was wrong.

Then she suddenly remembered that it was very likely that Fu Sichen had injured himself.

The moment this idea appeared, Tang Weiwei thought it was impossible.

For no reason, why did Fu Sichen hurt himself?
But the more he looked at the marks on Fu Sichen's legs, the more Tang Weiwei thought it was possible.

Unable to bear a glance in Fu Sichen's direction, Tang Weiwei said, "What's the matter with your legs?"

Seeing the seriousness in Tang Weiwei's eyes, Fu Sichen still wanted to dodge.

"You don't have to worry about it, it's just a trivial matter."

While saying this, Fu Sichen took a small blanket beside him, and covered his knees with marks.

But just as he covered up the traces, Tang Weiwei angrily lifted off the blanket that she and he had covered.

Caught off guard by Tang Weiwei's irritable appearance, Fu Sichen opened his eyes in a daze, seemingly puzzled by Tang Weiwei's actions.

And at this moment, Tang Weiwei looked at him with red eyes, as if he was really hurt.

Just when Fu Sichen was about to frown and scold Tang Weiwei, Tang Weiwei suddenly lowered his head and began to cry.

"Can you not hide everything from me?"

Her crying was restrained, but it revealed a great grievance. The red eyes made Fu Sichen feel like his heart was being cut by a knife.

Wiping the excess tears from the corners of his eyes with his fingers, Tang Weiwei raised his head and looked at Fu Sichen who was opposite, saying word by word.

"I don't know why you have been ignoring me all this time, maybe it's because what I did before made you unhappy, maybe it's because your own mood has been a little low recently, but in any case you always keep things tell me won't you?"

Facing Tang Weiwei's strong emotions, Fu Sichen wanted to say something, but after hesitating a few times, he finally swallowed what he wanted to say silently.

"Fu Sichen." Tang Weiwei called Fu Sichen's name, then went up and wrapped his hands around Fu Sichen's, and said every word seriously.

"I want to go on with you, for a long time, so don't keep all these things from me for now, okay?"

As she spoke, Tang Weiwei's voice even carried a trace of pleading cautiously, hoping that he would not always keep everything from her.

Looking at Tang Weiwei, who never bowed his head, but with red eyes because of this kind of thing, Fu Sichen couldn't help feeling a dull pain in his heart.

Obviously, he buried this matter with Tang Weiwei at the beginning, in order not to make Tang Weiwei feel sad, but why did things run counter to what he thought in the end?

Thinking of this, Fu Sichen couldn't help but feel guilty.

After a pause, his lips smacked twice, and finally he said, "I injured my leg myself."

"Why?"

Fu Sichen glanced at his knees, his eyes were a little lonely.

"I want him to stand up, instead of sitting in this wheelchair and living like a waste all day long with nothing to do."

Waste?
When Tang Weiwei heard what Fu Sichen said, he couldn't believe it for the first time.

Where is Fu Sichen trash?He is clearly a hero, who protected her at the most critical moment and made her remember her as a hero for life.

It was at this time that Tang Weiwei, who had always thought that Fu Sichen was omnipotent, felt that Fu Sichen had such a sensitive and cowardly feeling about his knees.

Probably because what she said earlier stimulated Fu Sichen.

Tang Weiwei blamed herself even more.

Going up to hug Fu Sichen gently, Tang Weiwei said: "But I will always be with you, not because of guilt, but because I love you."

She slowly spoke to Fu Sichen, without using too much volume to prove the authenticity of this sentence, but Fu Sichen knew Tang Weiwei's true feelings from this sentence.

In an instant, it was as if a big stone in his heart fell to the ground, and Fu Sichen breathed a sigh of relief.

He had been cautious these days, but at this moment he seemed a little indifferent. After hesitating for a while, Fu Sichen finally wrapped his palm around Tang Weiwei's hand gently.

His thin lips moved twice again, and he opened his mouth, looking at Tang Weiwei opposite him with affectionate eyes, as if he wanted to say something.

But the atmosphere was just right between the two of them, and just when Fu Sichen was about to speak, Tang Weiwei's phone rang inappropriately at this moment.

"Who will call at this time?"

Tang Weiwei subconsciously let go of Fu Sichen who was holding him, and then took out his mobile phone.

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