Outside the door, after Tang Yanqi closed it, she nearly collapsed to the ground. She had exhausted all her strength. When Sheng Jianan accidentally kissed her, when Sheng Jianan grabbed her arm to apply medicine, when Sheng Jianan wrapped her hand like a mummy, Tang Yanqi's heart, usually calm as water, was truly sent into waves of chaos.
Only she knew how much strength it took to suppress her inner turmoil so she wouldn't embarrass herself in front of him.
Leaning against the wall for a while, Tang Yanqi slowly walked towards the elevator, her gaze fixed on her bandaged hand. After a long time, a smile tugged at her lips, and she gently, cautiously bent down to kiss the bandage. It had the antiseptic smell, but it was the best scent she had ever smelled because it carried Sheng Jianan's scent.
The fatigue from almost a sleepless night had dissipated. Upon returning to the dorm, Qi Cheng saw Tang Yanqi's hand and was the first to jump up: "Tangtang, what have you been up to?"
