"Be careful!" He was scared sh*tless.
"Yeah, hold on for a minute." Xia Ruoxin dashed past him urgently. Gao Yi sat on the sofa with his arms crossed. Women were really hard to understand. He shook his head, smiling. Well, this recklessness was better than her sobbing just now. He placed a hand to his chest. He still felt pain radiating from it.
Oh, Ruoxin, my heart no longer belongs to me. Tell me, what should I do?
Xia Ruoxin searched frantically for the paper bag. She remembered she had left it somewhere when she came back, but she couldn't find it anymore. She lifted her hand to her forehead. Her memory had worsened recently. Was she getting old?
She entered her room and searched everywhere for it, but she couldn't find it. She searched Rainy's room, too, and even Gao Yi's, but—at last—she just walked out dejectedly. Seemed like she wouldn't be able to give him the present now. She really didn't know where she had left the shirt she bought.