You Are a Clear June Day in This World

"What's going on?" Li Weizhen asked Cheng Wangshu sternly, frowning as she held her hand.

"Why are you making such a big deal out of it? It's nothing. I just nicked myself by accident. The cut wasn't deep, and it's almost healed."

"I'm asking what happened. How did you get hurt?" Li Weizhen sprang to her feet. Cheng Wangshu wasn't used to hearing such anger in her voice. Li Weizhen had never spoken to her like that, not once in all the years they'd known each other. Cheng Wangshu was genuinely a little frightened and stammered out a few words: "I was tuning the instrument when a string snapped. It caught my wrist at just the wrong angle and cut me."

Li Weizhen said nothing more and went to fetch the first-aid kit. She must have gripped Cheng Wangshu's wrist too hard just now, because the wound had reopened and blood was seeping through the gauze.

Li Weizhen tried to be as gentle as possible, but the wound had scabbed over and stuck to the gauze. When she peeled it away, Cheng Wangshu still drew in a sharp breath from the pain.

"I'm sorry. I'll be gentler." Li Weizhen's voice was full of remorse. She blamed herself for acting so impulsively, for not being more careful with her strength. Not only had she failed to protect Cheng Wangshu, she'd made her bleed so much.