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"Chen Jing, let me see." Chen Jing's cheeks swelled up, with a long blood mark scratched by the nails, clearly showing the palm print, indicating how much force was used in this slap.
Zheng Yu felt heartbroken and gently touched it, "How about we go to the hospital?"
Chen Jing took a long breath and said, "I'm fine. Looks like we won't be able to have hotpot. Why don't you go ahead first, and I'll tidy up a bit."
He appeared completely normal, which made Zheng Yu feel anxious. How could he leave?
"I'll help you."
Fortunately, Chen Jing didn't refuse. He wanted to use a mop to clean up the water on the floor, but as soon as he touched it, Zheng Yu snatched it away.
He could only pick up the shredded photos, some of which were wet, and he could only pick up the larger ones first.
One of the photos was torn in the middle, with two people smiling in it. Chen Jing wanted to piece it back together, but there was a noticeable crack between the two people that couldn't be ignored no matter how it was pieced together.
"I can't keep up."
"What?" Chen Jing's voice was very soft, Zheng Yu didn't hear clearly.
Chen Jing Squatting on the ground, turned around to look at him, his eyes were red, filled with tears, his voice hoarse, "I can't do it anymore."
Zheng Yu Felt a pang in her heart, immediately went over and hugged him, patting his back, "It's okay, shall we go take some more photos?"
"Whimper~ whimper~" Chen Jing buried her face in Zheng Yu's chest and finally started crying, "I'm sorry." The thing she had finally managed to hang up was all ruined.
Hearing Chen Jing's crying, Zheng Yu felt a lump in his throat and his nose started to feel sour, "Don't apologize, it's not your fault, please don't cry, okay?"
The long-suppressed emotions were finally released, and Chen Jing seemed to have cried out all the grievances in one breath, leaving Zheng Yu unable to do anything but offer comfort.
Until he cried himself out, curled up in Zheng Yu's arms and sobbed softly, Zheng Yu reached through his knees, lifted him up and laid him on the bed in the bedroom.
Chen Jing looked at him with swollen eyes, and Zheng Yu touched his hair, "Do you want to go wash your face? You've cried like a little kitten."
Chen Jing shook his head. The crying had drained him of energy, and he didn't want to move at all now.
"Shall I use a towel to wipe you off?"
Chen Jing nodded.
Zheng Yu got up and went to the bathroom, Chen Jing's eyes followed him until he returned.
Zheng Yu squatted by the bed and carefully wiped his face. Fortunately, the cut wasn't deep, so it shouldn't leave a scar.
Chen Jing had been staring at him intently the whole time. "What's wrong?"
"I want some water," Chen Jing's voice was hoarse, and it pained Zheng Yu's heart once again.
"I'll go and pour it for you." But as he got up, he was stopped by Chen Jing, who grabbed him. His mouth turned down, his eyes filled with tears, as if he was about to cry the next second. "Don't go, don't leave me alone."
Zheng Yu sighed, "I'll carry you."
Saying this, one hand holding his butt, the other arm around his waist, Zheng Yu lifted Chen Jing as if holding a child, and Chen Jing obediently wrapped his arms around his neck.
Zheng Yu carried him like this to get some water, then brought him back, teasing him, "You just told me to go away, and now you're really clinging to me?"
"I don't want to be alone all the time," Chen Jing said softly.
Zheng Yu took a deep breath, struggling to maintain his smile. His Chen Jing was so good, why should she suffer like this? "Did you hurt your waist? Let me take a look."
Chen Jing hesitated for a moment, then changed to a lying position. Zheng Yu lifted his shirt and indeed found a large area of bruising. "Does it hurt?"
"It hurts~" Chen Jing couldn't hold back and tears that had just been held back flowed out again.
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