Ning Zhi remembered the matter of keeping a distance from Zhou Heng.
When they met again, Ning Zhi was sitting on the white swing in the courtyard garden.
In the sea of flowers, she looked down at the book in her hand, her long eyelashes drooping, she was quiet and beautiful, pure and fairy.
Zhou Heng walked in. When she heard the noise and saw him, she jumped off the swing and ran into the house like a frightened deer.
The book in his hand fell to the ground and he didn't care.
Zhou Heng watched her walk away, picked up her book and put it on the round table aside before going in.
As soon as she entered, Ning Yu came out of the kitchen, holding Zhou Heng's arm, "Mom said dinner will be served soon, let's go to the restaurant first."
Zhou Heng stayed for dinner today, and it was rare for Shu He to cook in person.
However, Ning Zhi did not come down during the meal and told the servant who called her that she would eat in the room.
Shu He was helpless and doting, "This child has been spoiled by me, Zhou Heng, don't be offended, we can eat it ourselves."
Zhou Heng naturally didn't say anything, just said a faint "hmm".
But he was thinking about the scene in the garden just now. Combined with this moment, is Ning Yu's sister hiding from him?
With this question in mind, Zhou Heng paid more attention to Ning Zhi in the next few days than before.
A week later, Zhou Heng was sure that Ning Zhi's actions were indeed because of him.
One morning, Zhou Heng came to pick up Ning Yu again.
Shu He was not at home. After the servant invited him in, he went upstairs to call Ning Yu.
While waiting, he met Ning Zhi who came in from outside.
There were only two people at the moment. Out of politeness, Zhou Heng was about to say hello to Ning Zhi, but Ning Zhi suddenly ran towards the stairs.
She was a little panicked, and when she was about to go up the steps, she suddenly fell to the ground.
She screamed and sat on the ground holding her knees in pain.
Zhou Heng stepped forward, squatted down in front of her and asked her, "Are you okay?"
Ning Zhi's eyes were filled with pain, and tears fell down her fair cheeks like broken threads. However, she still didn't talk to him, but just hugged her knees tightly, as if this could relieve the pain.
Zhou Heng stared at her with his dark eyes for a few seconds, then pulled away her hand and went to lift her skirt. Ning Zhi suddenly grabbed his hand and cried, "No!"
But he still forcefully pushed her away until his knees were exposed.
I saw that a layer of skin on my knee had been torn, blood was flowing down, and it was all blue and purple.
Her skin was white, and her legs under the skirt were even whiter and flawless. These injuries looked a bit scary.
Ning Zhi was still trying to prevent him from seeing her legs, but when she saw her legs, a flash of fear flashed in her eyes, and her tears fell even more like a child's.
When Zhou Heng was about to say something, she suddenly stood up with her hands on the ground.
He raised his eyes and asked, "Where are you going?"
Ning Zhi finally spoke with a choked voice, "There is a medicine box in my room. I want to pack it."
She held on to the handrail of the stairs and went up, biting her lip and limping. She stopped every step, tears rolling down one by one, looking completely pitiful.
The Zhou family has been a noble family since their ancestors, and the family has always attached great importance to ethics.
No matter what purpose Ning Zhi had for avoiding him, his upbringing made it impossible for Zhou Heng to just watch a girl go upstairs pitifully.
He stepped forward and picked her up.
Ning Zhi was startled, but she bit her mouth tightly and did not make a sound. She just leaned on his chest carefully and looked at him, as if she was afraid of disturbing anyone.
Zhou Heng carried her into her room, and a quiet fragrance hit his face.
It's the same as the aura on her body.
Ning Zhi's room is a French princess room, with crystal chandeliers, flower arrangements on the table, a bed covered with fluffy and soft quilts, a big teddy bear on the bed, and gauze-like curtains from a distance.
The curtains were opened tightly, and a gust of breeze blew in, causing the gauze curtains to flutter gently, making the dark room feel inexplicably hazy and ambiguous.
Zhou Heng paused, a flash of hesitation flashing in his eyes.
It wasn't until Ning Zhi, who was still enduring the pain, raised her eyes in confusion and looked at him with tears in her eyes while biting her lip that he moved forward and placed Ning Zhi on the sofa.
"Where's the medicine box?" he asked.
Ning Zhi sat on the sofa with tears in her eyes, pointing to a certain shelf in the cabinet.
Zhou Heng took the medicine box, opened it, and squatted in front of her.
The hem of her skirt turned up and piled up on her white thighs.
Zhou Heng gently wiped away her blood and dipped a cotton swab in the liquid to disinfect her.
As soon as they touched her, Ning Zhi's body suddenly tensed up, her legs drew back, she frowned tightly, and said with a trembling voice, "It hurts."
Zhou Heng didn't want to waste time, so he held her slender calf in his big knuckled hands and pulled her back. She instantly whimpered in fear, "Be gentle."
That sound...
Zhou Heng raised his dark eyes to look at her.
She slumped on the sofa, her thick black hair scattered messily on her shoulders and arms. Her face was pale, her brows were furrowed, and a bright red at the end of her eyes made her pure and innocent look more fragile and charming. Her dark eyes were wet and watery, and she looked like she had been ravaged.
And he still grabbed her legs forcefully.
Looking into his eyes, she prayed again with tears in her voice, so delicate that water could drip from her eyes, "Can you please be gentler?"
Zhou Heng said "hmm" in a low voice, lowered his eyes and continued to disinfect her.
His hands were indeed much lighter to prevent her from praying again.
But Ning Zhi looked like he had been raised in a pampered manner, and he kept humming in a low voice the whole time.
When it was finally done, Zhou Heng lowered his head, exhaled a breath imperceptibly, and then packed the medicine box.
At this time, Ning Yu's voice suddenly came from the corridor outside, looking for him, "Zhou Heng."
Zhou Heng opened his lips and was about to answer.
Ning Zhi suddenly covered his mouth.
A soft hand with a faint fragrance covered his lips.
Zhou Heng's dark eyes looked at her questioningly. In the dim light, she looked at him but did not let go.
She seemed to be holding her breath, and the surroundings were so quiet that she could hear each other's heartbeats.
She didn't let go until Ning Yu was far away.
Zhou Heng was still half-crouching in front of her and asked, "Why?"
Ning Zhi hesitated and whispered, "I can't explain clearly."
Zhou Heng didn't understand, "What?"
Ning Zhi held onto the sofa with her hands and looked at him pitifully with her dark, moist eyes. Her voice became even lower, "Will sister suspect that we are having an affair here?"
