It's already March in spring, rain drizzling gently. Lately, Chiang Qing has been feeling uneasy, especially when witnessing this gloomy weather, thick fog, constant rain, making her feel more stifled inside.
She gazed outside at the rainwater like fine threads, clenched her fists and tapped her chest, exhaling heavily.
Someone hugged her waist from behind, Chiang Qing slightly tilted her head to glance and then looked outside the window again.
"What's wrong?" Bi Xiaojin kissed the top of her head, asking gently.
Chiang Qing tapped her chest again, saying, "I don't know, feeling suffocated inside, very uncomfortable."
Bi Xiaojin frowned and said, "Do you want to go to the hospital for a check-up? I also feel like your complexion hasn't been great lately."
Chiang Qing shook her head, saying, "No need."
"But..."
"I said no need, didn't you hear me?" Chiang Qing turned around and snapped.
Bi Xiaojin pressed his lips and after a while said, "I'm just concerned about you."
