Jin Ju's eyes were suddenly stung with emotion.
Helping Jin Ju to sit in front of the hospital bed, the doctor and nurse left the room one after another.
Jin Ju opened her mouth slightly, looking at his right hand in a cast, "It must hurt a lot."
Ying Jingyao stared at Jin Ju's flushed eyes, frowned, and lifted his other hand towards her.
Jin Ju sniffed, quickly reaching out to hold it, pressed it against her cheek, tears rolling down, choking, "I'm sorry."
Her cheek was so cool, yet her tears were as hot as firestones, drop by drop, like boiling lava falling on his heart.
Ying Jingyao looked at Jin Ju with pity, rubbing the back of his hand gently on her face to wipe her tears, "Fool."
"Woo," Jin Ju pressed her eyes against the back of his hand, couldn't help but sob softly, "I'm just a jinx, whoever gets close to me meets bad luck. Why did you have to meet me?"
Ying Jingyao's eyes reddened, the compassion in his eyes deepened, "Silly."
