"You are still young. Let some things pass. There is no need to hurt yourself because of such unhappy things."
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It's very quiet inside. When it's quiet, aunt can hear her breathing.
Without hearing Shen Wanqing's answer, aunt hour could only sigh.
It's inappropriate for an outsider to say so much about others' own affairs. Since people don't want to take care of themselves, she can't rush to say something that makes people unhappy.
At one o'clock, aunt turned and left the bedroom door, came to the door, bent down and picked up the big bag of garbage, and was about to open the door and leave.
The door of the bedroom was opened. Shen Wanqing, who looked pale but very calm, came out. She glanced at the hour aunt at the door.
Shen Wanqing's eyes fell on the big bag of garbage held by his aunt hour and said faintly, "I can just throw the garbage myself. Thank you. I know in my heart that I won't do anything stupid."
The girl's voice suddenly sounded behind her, and aunt clock was stunned. She heard Shen Wanqing's answer and smiled gently.
The hour aunt took the big bag of garbage, smiled and said, "it's okay. I'm just going down. There's a trash can downstairs. Just one piece is lost."
Seeing that Aunt hour insisted on throwing away the garbage herself, she didn't say anything more and said, "thank you."
The clock aunt shook her head when she heard the speech. She suddenly saw the girl hanging on her left hand.
She saw a very ferocious scar on the wrist of her left hand.
The scar looks like it was left shortly after the injury. The pool of blood just next to the sofa should flow from this scar.
Aunt clock's eyes were complex. After hesitating for a long time, she said, "Miss Shen, I don't think you have eaten for a day. If you go out to buy food later, buy more beef and pig blood and make it up."
"... OK, I see." Shen Wanqing nodded coldly.
"Otherwise, you'd better go to the hospital?" looking at the ferocious and terrible wound on the girl's wrist, aunt hour still spoke with some uneasiness.
Shen Wanqing shook his head and said faintly, "no, I can't die. The wound isn't very deep. Now the blood has stopped. It's okay."
At one o'clock, my aunt stopped talking.
That pool of blood, does it look like the wound is not deep?
Seeing Shen Wanqing stubbornly unwilling to go to the hospital, aunt hour didn't know what to say.
After sighing, she left the apartment with a garbage bag.
Looking at the closed door, Shen Wanqing turned around.
Hour aunt works very carefully. She not only helped her clean the living room, but also cleaned the kitchen or bathroom. The clothes piled up in the washing machine have also been washed, the refrigerator has been piled up in a mess, and the expired food has been sorted out.
The whole room now looks completely new and clean.
Now smell it, even the air is fresh!
Shen Wanqing stayed at home for a while. Feeling hungry, he changed his clothes and was ready to go out.
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There are many supermarkets, snack stalls and milk tea shops nearby.
Shen Wanqing is wearing a black hooded sweater and loose black straight pants. Because people are very thin, the sweater and pants look empty and can breathe in.