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"Suitable..." Ren Simiao quickly lowered her head, afraid that others would notice her abnormality.

"Okay." Lin Mingxuan tied the gauze into a knot and stood up.

"Mingxuan, have a cup of tea." Mrs. Ren brought a cup of tea.

"Thank you, aunt." Lin Mingxuan took the cup and took a sip.

Ren Simiao had calmed down. He stood up and thanked Lin Mingxuan.

"Aunt, Sister Simiao. If there is nothing else, I will go back first."

"Mingxuan, wait a moment. Your clothes are almost sewn. I'll give them to you to try on." Mrs. Ren said.

"Okay, thank you, aunt."

Xiaolian took the finished clothes and helped Lin Mingxuan put them on.

"It seems that the shoulders are still a little narrow. Auntie will adjust it for you." Mrs. Ren said.

"Okay." Lin Mingxuan folded the clothes, handed them to Mrs. Ren, and stood up to say goodbye.

Ren Simiao bowed, but she didn't dare look at Lin Mingxuan. After the footsteps in the yard disappeared, she looked at her mother and Xiaolian, and saw that they were the same as usual, and she couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

At night, Ren Simiao lay in bed unable to sleep. She raised her hand and looked at the white cloth in her hand, and her heart beat faster again.

"I can't be!"

"No, no." Ren Simiao was startled and sat up, but accidentally pressed the wound.

"Hiss..." Her hand suddenly hurt and she calmed down a little.

The Lin family took her and her daughter in, and Lin Mingxuan and Ding Xirui took such good care of them, so how could she have such thoughts? She felt so ashamed that she almost wanted to beat herself up.

After a long time, Ren Simiao lay down carefully, looking at the window illuminated by the moonlight, and a feeling of loneliness surged in his heart.

The cold wind gradually dissipated and the weather became warmer. One day, Ding Xirui went out on the street and found that many people had changed into spring clothes. The clothing stores were crowded with people and the bosses were busy as hell.

She hadn't visited Ren Simiao for several days. After work that day, she and Lin Mingxuan bought some fruits and went into the small courtyard.

Ren Simiao's wound had already scabbed over, and the mother and daughter were sewing clothes in the house.

"Aunt, Si Miao." Ding Xirui called out.

The two people in the room stood up and looked out the door. Seeing that it was Lin Mingxuan and his wife, Mrs. Ren walked forward. Ren Simiao's heart skipped a beat and the things in her hand fell to the ground. She quickly bent down and picked up the things.

Ding Xirui and Lin Mingxuan walked in.

"Second sister-in-law." Ren Simiao looked at Ding Xirui and bowed. Then he shifted his gaze to Lin Mingxuan, immediately lowered his head and called out, "Second... Second brother."

"Si Miao, is your hand feeling better?" Ding Xirui walked over.

"It's almost ready." Ren Simiao raised his hand.

Ding Xirui held up her palm, looked at it, and nodded. Lin Mingxuan put the fruit he bought on the table.

"Mingxuan, since you are here, you don't have to be so polite. Why do you spend money to buy these?" Mrs. Ren felt embarrassed.

"Aunt, I'm not being polite. Eating fruit helps wounds heal. I bought this for Si Miao." Ding Xirui said with a smile.

"Si Miao is almost well and can even pick up needle and thread." Mrs. Ren smiled.

"Let's wait until you're fully recovered before doing anything." Lin Mingxuan said.

Ren Simiao raised his head, glanced at Lin Mingxuan, quickly turned his head to the side, and replied:

"Yes Yes."

"Mingxuan, Xirui, please sit down and have a cup of tea." Mrs. Ren said, "Si Miao, pour a cup of tea for your brother and sister-in-law."

"No need, aunt, we have other things to do when we go back." Ding Xirui waved his hand.

Ren Simiao had already started pouring water, but she didn't hold the cup steady, and it fell on the table with a thud. She hurried to hold it, but her sleeve knocked the teapot over. For a moment, the table was in a mess.

"Si Miao, be careful and stop busying yourself."

Ding Xirui walked over and stood the teapot up. Lin Mingxuan walked out of the house, took a rag from the railing of the corridor, and walked over to wipe the water. Ren Simiao immediately took a step back.

"Kid, why are you so irritable today?" Mrs. Ren frowned.

"Sorry, Mom." Ren Simiao's eyes flickered.

"Aunt, it's okay. These are common."

The two of them helped to clean up and stood up to say goodbye. However, after thinking carefully, Ren Simiao was a little strange today, and Ding Xirui felt suspicious. She recalled Ren Simiao's behavior after entering the door, turned her eyes to Lin Mingxuan, and stopped.

"What's wrong?" Seeing that she didn't move forward, Lin Mingxuan also stopped.

"Si Miao is a little strange today, have you noticed?"

"Isn't it just a broken teacup? There's nothing strange about that."

"Have you noticed that she seems to be avoiding you?"

"Hide from me? No way. I haven't offended her, why would she hide from me?"

Ding Xirui took a step forward.

"She didn't dare to look at you. When you approached her, she deliberately took a step back. Moreover, she stuttered a little when answering your question."

"Is that right?"

"Nothing happened when you changed her dressings the last two times, right?" Ding Xirui grabbed Lin Mingxuan's arm.

"Nothing happened. My aunt and Xiaolian were watching." Lin Mingxuan said as he recalled.

"You don't doubt my feelings for her..." Lin Mingxuan suddenly raised his voice. The servant in the courtyard heard the voice and turned back to look at the two of them.

"No, no, let's go back and talk."

The two of them quickly returned to their own courtyard.

Lin Mingxuan was a little angry and didn't know how to explain.

"I'm not doubting, absolutely not." Ding Xirui smiled. She believed in Lin Mingxuan, and she didn't even doubt Ren Simiao. But she understood that sometimes, people's emotions were not controlled by reason.

"Then what are you..."

"Let's talk in the study." Ding Xirui pushed Lin Mingxuan into the study.

"Sister Simiao was obviously a little nervous when facing you. I suspect that she has some... feelings for you, but she is trying hard to avoid it, so it's very awkward."

"What are you thinking?" Lin Mingxuan frowned.

"Do you really not understand, or are you pretending?" Ding Xirui glared at him.

Lin Mingxuan frowned and suddenly understood:

"You mean, she treated me..."

"No way, we haven't met many times in total."

"But you are the one who cares about her often, the one who takes good care of her and her mother, and the one who bandages her wounds carefully. And, frankly speaking, you are the man who may have the possibility of developing something with her." Ding Xirui sat down and poured two glasses of water.

"I... am I so good?"

"Don't interrupt!" Ding Xirui slapped him.

"Hiss—the strength of your hands now is extraordinary." Lin Mingxuan rubbed his arm.

"Don't worry, Si Miao is just my sister, and I definitely don't have any other thoughts about her." Lin Mingxuan said seriously.

"For the time being, don't go to your aunt's yard or see Simiao." Ding Xirui said.

"I know."

Ding Xirui sighed, looked Lin Mingxuan up and down, narrowed his eyes, and said: "The second son of the Lin family is young and promising, with good character, and looks... also pretty. Of course, he is attractive to young girls."

"Hmm?" Lin Mingxuan's mouth curled up.

"But, ahem." Ding Xirui continued with a serious expression:

"I think the main reason why Sister Simiao is like this now is that she stays in a small yard all day and is too lonely. She only sees a few people every day and does the same few things. She is very smart. In the past, she must have been much more comfortable at home and did some things with her uncle. Now, her life can be said to be very boring, and she is probably very empty inside." Ding Xirui said.