Chapter 1797 Did You Do It On Purpose?
"Did you do it on purpose?"

Su Yu has already left.

Cheng Zhiyuan was packing up the dishes in the kitchen, Shen Pianlu who was leaning on the sofa and playing with his mobile phone suddenly said this at a certain moment.

The movements in Cheng Zhiyuan's hands paused slightly, he raised his head and glanced in the direction of the sofa, only to find that Shen Pianlu hadn't raised his head at all.

Still leaning on the sofa and flipping through the phone, she asked again,
"The wound just now, did you do it on purpose? Whether it was an injury, or you didn't tell me about the injury until I found out, it was all intentional, right?"

The girl's voice was faint, and it was difficult to hear any emotion from it.

However, Cheng Zhiyuan slowly put down the things in his hands, and there was a serious look in his eyes.

But before he could answer, Shen Pianliu raised her head with her mobile phone in her sight.

She looked at him without a smile on her face, and her expression was cold, so her eyes turned darker.

"Cheng Zhiyuan, just like you are always worried about my injury, do you think I won't feel sorry for your injury? Or, you did it just to make me sad?"

Cheng Zhiyuan opened his mouth,
"I……"

"There will never be a next time,"

Shen Pianxuan stood up with her mobile phone, looked at him and said lightly,

"If injury is the only weight you use to get me to care about, then the relationship between us is too hopeless."

Shen Pina turned around and walked upstairs.

She didn't show any angry expression during the whole process, maybe she knew Cheng Zhiyuan's wound the first time she saw it, but she finished her meal without noticing it, and sat on the sofa for a long time It took a while to really speak.

But the sound of her heavy footsteps when she went upstairs still revealed some emotions, Cheng Zhiyuan stood in the kitchen and watched the girl's back silently, and didn't look back until she disappeared around the corner.

After a long time, he slowly looked down at his fingers.

Shen Pianlu tied a messy bow on his finger, and she even told him not to touch the water when she just finished eating, so she used the dishwasher to wash the dishes today.

But it turned out that she knew everything.

She can see everything.

The tall man was leaning on the counter behind him, with an expression of indescribable self-mockery.

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Shen Pianli was really angry.

When she saw Cheng Zhiyuan's wound, she knew what this man was up to at the first sight. Although there was something funny, she was more angry and distressed.

She was sitting wobbly on the hanging chair on the balcony, the sun had darkened at some point, and the wind blowing on the balcony was still a bit cool.

Leaning on the hanging chair, she raised the index finger of her left hand. After looking at it for a while, she suddenly pinched it very hard, leaving blue nail marks when she let go.

The girl hissed, then muttered,
"How painful is it to cut this knife? What a lunatic."

She took a deep breath and lay back into the hanging chair. When she was falling asleep, she suddenly heard the sound of the door being opened.

Shen Pianliu's eyelashes moved, but she quickly quieted down.

So when Cheng Zhiyuan came in, he saw Shen Pianli who was huddled in the hanging chair and seemed to be asleep.

He squatted down in front of the hanging chair, stretched out his hand and slowly touched the hair on the girl's forehead, and then touched her forehead again, the arc gracefully slid down the bridge of Tianguang's nose, the black eyelashes, and the tears in the small soft shadow mole.

He gently stroked the red mole of tears, until Shen Pianlu couldn't help but open his eyes, then he said in a low voice,
"sorry."

(End of this chapter)

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