An Xiaxia recoiled a little into the blanket and avoided eye contact.
Sheng Yize sighed and wrapped his hand around her hand with the needle in it.
Her hand was very cold and the teenager's warm palm was so comfortable that she didn't want to let go.
An Xiaxia sniffled and changed the subject. "Sheng Yize, you know what… I'm not that mean. I don't go around hitting people. It was just that Jian Xin'er stepped out of line today and I had to do it. Before, she and Ding Yiyi locked me up in the toilet and dumped cold water on me. And, and she locked me up in the lounge so that I couldn't get to the English class on time…"
The teenage girl's soft voice was the only sound in the ward.
Sheng Yize listened quietly. Despite his expressionless face, the look in his eyes grew grimmer.
Why had she kept all this from him the whole time?
Had his beloved little fool suffered so much in some corner that he might not know about?