I Loaded the Healing System

Uh, these words sound a bit yin and yang.

Shen An smiled: "Just sit down for a while, and I'll go buy it."

"Need not!"

Xu Yijing frowned, her voice was a little cold.

"Then I'll talk to your mother?" Shen An took out her phone.

Xu Yijing: . . . . . .

She lowered her head and cursed, "Little man."

hum~

I went downstairs to the pharmacy again, and the little girl who bought the medicine looked at him a little strangely. Fortunately, he didn't go to buy contraceptives.

When she came back, Xu Yijing was still sitting on the sofa sluggishly.

Shen An rolled his eyes and walked over.

Suddenly a flash of light flashed in front of her eyes, Xu Yijing came back to her senses, Shen An was already standing in front of her.

He took her little hand again, Xu Yijing subconsciously broke free, and whispered: "I can do it myself."

But Shen An held it with his backhand, and said with a light smile, "It's the fingers that hurt, let me do it."

"Of course, please rest assured, I don't mean to take advantage of you."

"Anyway, you think I'm a doctor, and there's no need for so many taboos between doctors and patients."

Her little hands were still a little cold.

It is rumored that girls with cold hands and feet are insecure and need more intimate care.

I don't know if it will be very comfortable to hold it to sleep in summer?

Ahem, Shen An sorts out distracting thoughts.

He held her little hand, and directly opened the package of the band-aid, covering the light red wound.

"It's done."

Shen An checked carefully from left to right, and found that the wound was tightly covered, and there was probably nothing wrong with it.

Xu Yijing looked down at the Band-Aid wrapped around her finger, it was still a pink Band-Aid.

She pursed her lips and said, "It's so ugly."

"You are so difficult to serve." Shen An said softly upon hearing this.

"I'd rather you say that I'm nosy, you're slandering my aesthetics."

Xu Yijing lowered her head and did not speak.

Seeing this, Shen An unceremoniously reached out and tapped her little head, Xu Yijing raised her head with a dazed expression.

"When other people talk, even if you don't want to answer them in your heart, you should at least look at them and signal them with your eyes, otherwise it will be very rude."

"I heard it." Xu Yijing pouted.

"Have you always been so speechless?" Shen An raised her eyebrows and said in a playful tone.

"Who can't talk!" Xu Yijing rolled her eyes, and snorted coquettishly, "I'm just restraining myself, so as not to cause rebuttals from your weird aesthetic."

Shen An said rather narcissistically: "Is it weird? I think pink is very good, it shows personality."

puff~

Xu Yijing was amused by him, but she immediately pursed her mouth and hummed, "You really have a thick skin."

"A man needs to have a thicker skin. Otherwise, if he is unlucky and meets someone like you, if he sits for a day and a half without saying a word, he will suffocate himself to death."

"Of course, it might be better if you don't talk, at least it's not so annoying."

The corners of Shen An's mouth curled up slightly.

When Xu Yijing heard this, her expression froze instantly.

The goodwill that had just arisen was extinguished again.

She used to be good at this kind of verbal confrontation, but Shen An is a thick-skinned hob meat, and she also has Zhao Li's "chicken feathers and arrows".

As a result, Xu Yijing was restricted everywhere.

The only way she can fight back now is to put on a cold face, as if she doesn't want to talk to you at all.

"?" Shen An turned around and didn't bother to answer, and complained while walking: "Ha, it's boring."

"Other wounds, you can deal with them yourself, I'm going to sleep."

As soon as he left, Xu Yijing couldn't hold back the coldness on her face.

Looking at his back, Xu Yijing wanted to say something, but she didn't.

In fact, regardless of Shen An's identity, Xu Yijing didn't particularly resist in terms of this way of getting along.

But I can only say that I don't hate it, but I don't like it very much either.

Her troubles are not only caused by her conflict with Shen An's identity.

And part of it comes from herself.

Her family has been very busy since she was a child, and she didn't have much time to give her warm company.

But at the same time that she lacks companionship, she is extremely strict with her, coupled with the overall serious and rigid atmosphere of the family, she is actually very depressed.

Zhao Li hoped that Xu Yijing could become the person she hoped for.

But she only knows how to give goals and pressures blindly, but never gives any spiritual encouragement.

Not only Zhao Li, but every family member around her treated her like this.

It can't be their fault, because the Zhao family has always been like this.

Xu Yijing thought she was used to it, but this instrumental training made her not want to escape for a moment.

This caused her depression and contradictions.

She really wants to live up to their expectations and get their approval, so she comes across as tough and impeccable.

But she hates their toughness without any warmth. She will have her own rebellion, and she will indulge her desires when no one is watching.

But this kind of indulgence will be regarded as naive, incompetent, playful, and a waste of time.

So she wanted to escape, escape from this home.

As time goes by, she resists everyone who gets close to her. She hates being restrained, watched, and controlled. .expect.

Until now, at last, she could avoid their gaze, escape their mechanical orders.

And the arrival of Shen An brought back the strong sense of incompatibility that was almost forgotten in her heart.

Her resistance to him and her troubles all stem from her experiences from childhood to adulthood.

He returned to the room and did not appear again.

Finally, it was quiet.

Xu Yijing lowered her head and looked at the pink band-aid covering her finger.

She gently raised her finger and placed it under the bright light. Through the faint shadow, she still maintained her original view.

"Really, it's ugly."

Chapter 240 Five: Breakfast~

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Shen An slept soundly until six o'clock.

Neither early nor late, it happened to be six o'clock in the morning, very punctual.

He woke up.

Of course, it is impossible for him to open his eyes voluntarily at such a time, but he can't stop the "noise" coming from outside the door.

noise?

To be precise, it should be a pleasant piano piece.

But at this point in time, no matter how beautiful the piano playing is, it is no different from noise. It is sometimes fast and sometimes slow, and there is no rule to follow.

Shen An endured it again and again, and finally couldn't help it. He opened his eyes, lifted the quilt, and left the warm bed.

Snapped.

Opening the door, he followed the source of the piano sound, frowning, his face full of getting up breath.

At the end of the walk, it was Xu Yijing who was playing the piano in her private instrument room.

She closed her eyes tightly, her slender fingertips brushed over the black and white keys, and every note seemed to come from her fingertips.

With the shaking of her fingertips, her unrestrained long black hair also flew up.

It can be seen that she is very devoted, so devoted that she doesn't even close the door!Shen An had been standing at the door for several minutes without noticing.

Shen An is also very good at martial arts, he waited patiently for Xu Yijing to finish playing the song, and then he tapped on the door beside him, making a sound to attract Xu Yijing's attention.

But Xu Yijing didn't seem to hear it, she paused for a moment, and then quickly devoted herself to the performance of the next chapter of music.

Hey!

Shen An couldn't bear it anymore.

He walked directly into the musical instrument room, leaned half on the piano, and stared at her expressionlessly.

Xu Yijing stopped for a while, she didn't open her eyes, but said lightly: "You got up very early."

"morning?"

Huai Min didn't go to bed either, did he?

Shen An sneered: "No, why are you so nervous that you started making noise early in the morning?"

Xu Yijing frowned slightly: "First, I'm practicing."