[Entertainment] Which star are you from?

Before going home, Jian Xing went to the pharmacy first.

When I got to the door of the house, I saw a person wrapped up tightly.He was squatting there playing with his mobile phone, and when the bright light shone on his face, he could only see the black mask.

Don't have to guess too much, Jian Xing knows that it is Quan Zhilong.Jian Xing's originally gloomy mood now seems to be clear like the sun is shining through the clouds.

She didn't call out to him, but walked up to him slowly and quietly.

Quan Zhilong only felt a black shadow enveloped him, and when he raised his eyes, Jian Xing fell into his eyes.The originally dull eyes suddenly bent into a crescent moon.

"Why are you here?" Jian Xing approached a little closer, looking into Quan Zhilong's eyes.In a good mood, his tone became a little more flying.

The eyebrows are smiling, and the eyes are bright.

Putting the phone in his pocket, Quan Zhilong reached out and touched her head. "Wait for you."

The only thing I could see was the bag in her right hand, on which was written the name of the pharmacy. "Cold medicine?"

"You're talking about this?" Jian Xing picked up the bag and waved it in front of the two of them.Put it back to the original place, "Some medicines used for disinfection treatment, the ones at home are gone."

Quan Zhilong didn't think much about it at the moment, thinking it was just replenishing the inventory at home.He only stretched out his hand to hold Jian Xingkong's left hand, but before he could hold it firmly, he was startled by Jian Xing's soft cry of pain.

I saw Jian Xing's gentle eyebrows furrowed tightly at this moment, the hand that was held by Quan Zhilong just now had already been lifted to his chest and exhaled softly.Her fingers trembled a little, and she saw her fingertips along the trembling knuckles.The one-third of the cracked nail cover can already see the red flesh oozing blood underneath.

"What's going on?" Quan Zhilong suppressed his original smile and grabbed Jian Xing's wrist.It hurts to look at it, and my heart feels a little tight all of a sudden.

"It's okay, isn't this just buying medicine and preparing to deal with it!" Jian Xing seemed heartless at the moment, smiling and comforting Quan Zhilong.

Did not answer, Quan Zhilong pulled her hand closer.Afterwards, bursts of air lightly sprayed on Jian Xing's fingertips.It seems that the dull pain that has been there all along is gone.

Jian Xing watched him pull off the mask, and then exhaled lightly.She clearly saw his flying eyebrows and slightly trembling eyelashes.With such a careful look, Jian Xing only thought it was extremely cute.

"Why do you keep staring at me?" Quan Zhilong exhaled for a while, carefully grasping Jian Xing's wrist.Looking up at Jian Xing's smiling face, it was getting closer.

Her lips kissed his lips gently, and she retreated as soon as she touched it.

Quan Zhilong raised his eyebrows, and the smile at the corner of his mouth had a hint of evil.It's very similar to his cool look in the MV, "Are you a hooligan? My star."

That Jian Xing is not an ordinary girl, just a nod. "That's right, it's just playing hooligans! It's not because of your beauty."

Not knowing whether to be angry or relieved, Quan Zhilong flicked Jian Xing's forehead helplessly. "Don't make trouble! What did you do with your hand?"

"Well, I accidentally scratched it." Jian Xing didn't mention the specific reason, and the injury was indeed accidentally scratched due to absent-mindedness.

He took a deep look into Jian Xing's eyes, and lifted the medicine bag in her right hand. "Let's go in and treat the wound first, and we'll settle the score with you later."

Jian Xing responded, and pressed the door lock code with her free hand to enter.

The first thing Quan Zhilong did when entering the room was to grab Jian Xing and sit down to treat her wound.The two sat cross-legged facing each other on the carpet.

"I sterilized it for you, it hurts a bit, bear with it." He held the sterilized nail clippers in one hand, and lightly palmed Jian Xing's injured hand with the other.

Seeing him like this, Jian Xing was a little scared.Turning her head to one side, she closed her eyes tightly and didn't look at him.With a trembling voice, he said, "Hurry up."

Thinking that Jian Xing's appearance was a bit amusing, Quan Zhilong brought a smile on his lips.Then she lowered her eyes and began to deal with Jian Xing's wound.Carefully cut off the nails that have been separated from the flesh with nail clippers.

No matter how cautious Quan Zhilong was, Jian Xing still gasped because of the pain.The fingertips were still trembling.

Open the medicine bag and dip a cotton swab in alcohol for disinfection.

Jian Xing quietly opened her eyes and looked over, and saw Quan Zhilong breathing out on her wound while disinfecting.At the moment, I just feel a heat in my heart.

"Be more careful next time, you know! If you hurt your hand, you won't be able to move around very well for a while." Quan Zhilong treated the wound for her, and began to read babbling.

"You look more and more like my dad."

Quan Zhilong just looked up at Jian Xing for her complaints, ready to refute.After being stunned for a second, he lowered his head again. "No, I will tell you a few words about your injury."

Jian Xing's eyes were a little red, and tears kept falling down her cheeks.She wept quietly, her trembling voice was somewhat aggrieved. "Then I wasn't careful?"

"I know, I'm not worried about you! Be good, you'll be fine soon." Quan Zhilong put a band-aid on her injured fingertip after applying the medicine.After all this was dealt with, before he looked up, he saw a black head slipping into his arms.

Jian Xing changed from cross-legged to kneeling, with his hands wrapped around Quan Zhilong's waist, and his whole body was buried in his chest, which made his voice muffled. "pain."

This sound is coquettish, but also wronged.

Seeing that her whole posture was a bit awkward, Quan Zhilong put his arms around her legs.I wanted to adjust her posture to make her more comfortable, but I didn't expect that Jian Xing didn't have the weight as imagined.As soon as he exerted his strength, he hugged the person horizontally in his arms.

His chin rested on her head, and his hands gently patted her back. "Why is it so light, didn't you eat well?"

"I always eat well, but it's not easy to gain weight." Jian Xing remained buried in his arms, motionless.

Quan Zhilong touched her butterfly bone, "I still have to eat more, you know I have something I want to say for a long time. You are too thin, it's a bit uncomfortable to hold."

"You despise me!" Hearing this, Jian Xing's head finally came out of Quan Zhilong's arms.Seeing him with red eyes, tears all over his face.

Although I heard Jian Xing crying on the phone last time, I witnessed it with my own eyes today.Jian Xing wept quietly, Quan Zhilong only felt that his heart was full of numb pain.

Caressing Jian Xing's cheek with one hand, sighed: "How could I despise you." Then she kissed Jian Xing's face one by one.It was as if she wanted to wipe all the tears off her face.

Jian Xing's ears turned red visibly when Quan Zhilong let go of her.Jian Xing buried himself in his arms again, "Zhilong, thank you today!"

"Huh? Thank you for what? Kiss you?" Looking at the top of her hair, Quan Zhilong gradually played with her hair with his fingers.It is soft and thin.

Jian Xing didn't speak, just shook her head vigorously in his arms.

Combing her hair, Quan Zhilong asked casually: "Xingxing. If I ask you something, will you tell me?"

"What's the matter? I should have told you all!?" The voice was a little soft, with a feeling of being cute and ignorant.

Quan Zhilong couldn't help laughing, "Are you not sure?"

Jian Xing seemed to think for a while, nodded in his arms, and shook her head again.

"How should I put it? This is shaking her head and nodding again." Quan Zhilong was a little amused, and rubbed the back of her head several times.

"Zhilong, I'm a little sleepy." Without answering his words, Jian Xing's voice sounded particularly sleepy.

Sighing in his heart, Quan Zhilong hugged Jian Xing tightly. "Then sleep!"

"Are you leaving now?" She grabbed the hem of his clothes, her voice gradually weakened.

"I'll leave when you fall asleep."

"Ah."

In the end, Jian Xing didn't have any memory, only remembering that Quan Zhilong's fingertips had been caressing the scar on her wrist.She wanted to break free, but she had no strength.