follow my heart

Chapter 13

"Couldn't you have flinched?" Meng Buqing was startled suddenly, her hands and feet were tied up and she didn't dare to move, for fear of causing her any secondary harm.She raised her hand as if she wanted to touch it, but it was no use remembering that she was not a doctor.

His hand flicked awkwardly in mid-air, "Are you okay?"

"I'm fine, I'm fine." Before Meng Buqing felt hot, she wore her long padded jacket openly. When she fell down, Ji Wan's hand was just on her padded jacket, and there was not even a little scratch across the ice.

I didn't feel any pain from the fall, and when I heard that Meng Buqing didn't feel any pain from the fall, I relaxed.

After exercising, the muscles all over her body were sore and weak, and it felt good to lie on the girl's warm body. Ji Wan wore ice blade shoes, and had to think about how to get up correctly.

So I accidentally lay down for a long time.

Ji Wan came back to her senses, a little embarrassed, and added a sentence as if to cover up: "Maybe it's a little...a little bit of a waist."

"Then you have to—"

Meng Buqing hadn't spoken yet.

A tall and thin woman slid over next to her, grabbed the back collar with one hand, and lifted Ji Wan up.Help her stand and ask, "Are you all right?"

Ji Wan hurriedly said it was okay.

Meng Buqing didn't need help, and quickly got up with a little help.

"Thank you."

The woman is probably a professional. Seeing that both of them are fine, she nodded.Without even saying thank you, he turned around and started skating again.

The figure is elegant and elegant, as graceful as a frightened bird.

After a few spins, he showed a completely different temperament from a ticket player like Meng Buqing.

Meng Buqing stared at her back for a few more seconds.

Turning his face, he found that Ji Wan was also watching, and seemed to be looking at him much more seriously than her.

"What's the matter, do you know him? What kind of professional athlete?"

"No, I don't know." Ji Wan shook her head, retracted her gaze, and explained softly, "I have a bad habit. I subconsciously pay more attention to things that I find interesting."

"Don't read the ones that are boring, and read more if you are interested." Meng Buqing thought for half a second, and said honestly, "Which person is not like this?"

Ji Wan smiled, and suddenly held her sleeve affectionately and asked, "Are you tired? It's getting late, let's go eat."

"Are you hungry after four o'clock?"

"There is a Japanese grocery store here that is very popular. Usually, the queue is at least two hours until the meal time. It's rare to be free today. Let's go there early."

Meng Buqing nodded: "Okay."

She asked again: "Is your waist okay? I heard that older people..."

Ji Wan glared at her: "I'm really fine! Are you going or not?"

"oh oh."

Such fierce eyes.

The Japanese grocery store is on the fourth floor of the shopping mall, one south and one north from the exit of the skating area.The two walked out of the elevator and walked around for a long time before finding the shop.

Be seated by a waiter with a perfect smile.

Meng Buqing put down her bag and cell phone, got up and said, "I'm going to wash my hands."

Ji Wan then said, "I want to go too."

"I'll go first, you look at the things," Meng Buqing pointed to the mobile phone on the table, and said, "Don't wait for things to be taken away."

Ji Wan glanced at her, "Okay."

Sit back.

Meng Buqing asked the waiter where he could wash his hands, followed the instructions, and soon found the bathroom at the opposite corner.She washed her hands and went back to the shop.

Ji Wan noticed that her hands were still wet, and handed her a tissue: "Wipe your hands dry."

"Well, you can see it when you go out of the bathroom and turn right."

Meng Buqing took the tissue naturally.After Ji Wan turned around, she slowly turned over her hands and wiped the water drops on her palms.

After being moistened by water, the scratched wound looked much brighter red.

Slightly hideous.

Meng Buqing dried his hands indifferently, while pinching the tissue in his hand, he flipped through the menu.It is said to be an online celebrity restaurant, but the price is not high, which is the average price of Japanese grocery stores in shopping malls.

However, the style of the menu, and the fact that it is barely enough to be considered a meal, has already seated a lot of guests, and it is guessed that the food should not only be used for posing for pictures.

Thinking about what to order, Meng Buqing picked up a pencil and circled some of his favorite foods, raising his eyes from time to time.

Across the half-hollow wooden decoration, Ji Wan suddenly saw Ji Wan pick up something from the delivery boy at the door of the store.

"What is this?" She watched Ji Wan approaching from a distance, and asked curiously.

It turned out to be a paper bag from the pharmacy.

Ji Wan didn't speak, sat down and took out the iodophor and sterile cotton swabs inside.And small pieces of gauze.

She unwrapped the swab before saying, "Take it out."

"Is this for me?" Meng Buqing reacted for a second, and said happily, "On the way you walked, you stared at your phone just to order takeout and buy medicine. It's just scratches, do you need gauze?"

Ji Wan unscrewed the cap of the povidone iodine bottle, dipped it in with a cotton swab, and asked:

"Why are you hiding the wound, you don't want me to know?"

"No."

Meng Buqing deliberately refuted, looking innocent.

Ji Wan glanced at her, took her hand, and applied iodine on a cotton swab to her wound, "Are you afraid that I will feel guilty? I won't feel guilty."

Her eyelashes drooped, and the action of applying the medicine was quite gentle.

"No?" Meng Buqing leaned forward, looking at her serious expression with amused expression, "I thought you would."

Ji Wan said lightly: "Then you really think too much."

Meng Buqing cleared her throat and said deliberately: "I fell and got injured in such a strange way. First, I was hit by you, and second, it was to protect you. In other words, this hand was injured 100% because of you."

"..."

"Are you really not guilty at all?"

"Ah."

"Nor do you intend to express your gratitude and condolences?"

"not going to."

"Tsk," Meng Buqing chuckled, with dimples appearing on her cheeks, "What a vicious woman."

Ji Wan nodded when she heard the words.

After treating the wound quickly, she threw the discarded cotton swabs into a paper bag at the pharmacy.

"Is the dish ready?"

"I've ordered what I want to eat," Meng Buqing folded his hands and leaned back, handed her the roughly circled menu, and said with a smile, "I don't want to eat outside because I'm injured and have to cook? You Even though he didn't say it, he still hurts me...isn't it, Aunt Ji?"

Her tone was loose, and she spoke normally at the beginning, but the small questions that rose slightly at the end were drawn out.

The gentle and smiling expression seemed to be teasing.

Laughing her mouth is hard and arrogant.

Ji Wan stared at the menu for three seconds, then raised her eyes and said faintly: "I heard that when people with injured hands cook, bacteria will enter the food. I am really worried about the health of my diet. Unexpectedly, you have discovered all this."

Meng Buqing couldn't say enough about her.He held his breath for half a second, and said in a small cut:

"What are you wearing?"