Just a short sentence, every word was clear, and it completely broke the string of rationality in Shen Jingwei's mind.
He clenched and unclenched his fists, suppressing the bulging veins, and wiped away the blood that splashed on Grace Nie's face with careful and delicate movements.
"Are you hurt?"
Grace Nie shook her head indifferently.
Shen Jingwei loosened the sleeves of his shirt and wanted to pick her up.
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