He's quite hateful

Holding an umbrella, Shen chengjing walked along the path, humming a tune. She was clearly in a good mood.

"Eh, who's that?" She could vaguely see a person squatting in front of the door like a child.

She thought it was raining and her vision was too blurry, so she was mistaken.

At first, she thought it was Qiming, but when she got closer, she saw elder Ouyang! What was he doing here? Shen Chen stood still.

"Little girl, little girl." Elder Ouyang repeated the name, but his voice was very weak.

Shen chengjing walked up to him. She wanted to call him, but he suddenly raised his head and looked at her in confusion. He stood up abruptly and grabbed her wrist."Girl, don't go."

Shen chengjing looked into his eyes as he repeated the same words over and over again.

She felt a little pain as she watched him hold her wrist tightly.

"Are you alright?" Shen chengjing's voice was a little hoarse, as if something was stuck in her throat. It was extremely uncomfortable.