“I’m not hurt. You’re overthinking things,” I said before struggling out of his arms. We were on the stairs. I dared not move too much. I was worried that I might slip and tumble down the stairs.
“You’re pretending that you’re fine. That seems to be the only thing you’ve learned from Qiao Yi,” he laughed softly. He caught my chin with two fingers.
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