Lu Jinyan furrowed his brows and looked down at the pair of arms wrapped around his waist.
After a pause, he said, "Don't worry, I'm not leaving. I'm just going out for a moment to get you a cup of hot water, and maybe grab some breakfast on the way back."
Ning Wan shook her head and said, "I'm not hungry, I just want you to stay with me, don't leave, okay?"
She was terrified that once Lu Jinyan left, he wouldn't come back.
Lu Jinyan sighed softly, gently pried open her grasp, and sat down helplessly: "Alright, I won't leave, I'll stay here with you."
"That's great!" Ning Wan was overjoyed and blurted out, "I knew it, you still care about me."
"..."
Lu Jinyan looked at Ning Wan, pursed his lips, and remained silent.
Thinking back to the scene of the accident was still nerve-racking.
Ning Wan was very fortunate; it's said that the lighting fixture weighed over 30 kilograms and fell from the ceiling. Had it deviated by just 10 centimeters, it would have hit Ning Wan's head.
