"How come you're here?" Di Jinxuan turned her face to look at him, "Didn't you go to watch my third brother's competition?"
"Ah." Nangong Jin nodded, reached out, and gently touched her head, smiling with eyes curved into crescents, "As I stepped outside, I saw someone selling flowers and remembered I hadn't bought you any yet, so I got some first."
Di Jinxuan was momentarily stunned. So, was he thinking of her all this time?
For some reason, her heart felt sweet. Di Jinxuan slightly curled the corners of her lips, sniffing the large bunch of flowers in her hands, hmm, quite fragrant.
How had she never known roses could smell so sweet?
"Then you should go," Di Jinxuan said with a smile brimming in her eyes.
Nangong Jin blinked, paused for two seconds, and then asked earnestly, "But I heard you weren't feeling well, did you catch a cold last night?"
As he spoke, his broad palm touched her forehead, "Still feeling unwell? Shall we go to the hospital?"
