Qin Sihe called the traffic police, and he must have to compensate for breaking the guardrail.

Fang Wanning noticed that there was a bruise on his fair forehead, and the force of the sudden braking just now was too great, and he protected her again and didn't know where he hit it.

"Your forehead ......" just said a few words, and Fang Wanning quickly lowered her head to the cold gaze he had seen, and said the last three words weakly, "Are you okay?"

Qin Sihe asked rhetorically, "What do you think?" Only then did he feel a pain in his forehead, touched it, and he snorted in pain, he didn't know when he hit it, and he just wanted to get her head back when the situation was urgent, otherwise she would be stupid if she collided with the person riding an electric car.

"I'm sorry, I don't ride much, I didn't think about it that much at the time. ”

Qin Sihe didn't speak, looking impatient.

Fang Wanning glanced at him secretly, and saw that his face was not so cold, so she relaxed slightly, remembering that there was a band-aid in the backpack, so she hurriedly took it out and took it apart, "You lower your head, I'll put a band-aid on you." ”

He was so tall that he had to stand on tiptoe to reach his shoulders.

Qin Sihe glanced at the band-aid, it was so ugly, he wanted to say no, but when he met her worried and hopeful gaze, his heart softened suddenly, bent down, and handed his head towards her.

When I looked closer, it seemed that there was still bruising, and the blue was red, and the impact was not light.

Fang Wanning felt even more guilty, and sighed lightly on his forehead before gently pasting the band-aid on it.

Qin Sihe's body became extremely stiff because of the hot breath she was blowing.

The smell of her mouth was all in her nasal cavity, the strong smell of hot pot, and she ate a lot of offal......

He straightened up and looked away, but the roots of his ears were slightly red.

Fang Wanning was still immersed in deep self-blame, secretly glanced at the front of the car that was hit, hesitated, and still asked, "How much does it cost to spray this paint?"

Qin Sihe didn't bother to reply to her, glanced at the time on his mobile phone, five minutes had passed, and the traffic police hadn't come yet, and he hated waiting for people the most.

Fang Wanning thought of the sad expression of the middle-aged man who had just heard that he was going to repair the car, and knew that spray paint was not cheap.

After thinking about it again, she clenched her little fists, took out a pen and notebook from her backpack, wrote an IOU and handed it to him, "This is for you, the money for repairing the car is owed to you first, and I will pay you back when I have money in the future." ”

Qin Sihe took the IOU in surprise, small and neat handwriting, one stroke at a time, a bit like a primary school student's handwriting, which read: Fang Wanning owes Qin Si and the car repair fee, and will pay it back in a few days.

Well, it's no wonder that the grade counts down, and the IOU is perfunctory enough.

Fang Wanning saw that he only looked at the IOU and didn't speak, thinking that something was wrong, so she tiptoed to look, "Oh, by the way, I still have to press my fingers, but I don't have red ink, I will press it when I buy it." ”

Qin Sihe hooked the corners of his lower lip, his mood was happy, and he muttered, "Silly hat." But he folded the IOU and put it in his backpack.

Fang Wanning only saw his good-looking lips squirming, and didn't hear what he said, but seeing the corners of his lips smiling lightly, she knew that she had written this IOU correctly, and her depressed mood instantly became active, and she smiled sweetly at him, "Qin Sihe, you are so good." ”

saved her life, the car was wrecked and she was allowed to make an IOU, what a great good person.

"Heh!" Qin Sihe laughed, she couldn't tell what mood she was in, her eyes fell on her delicate eyebrows, her deer-like moist eyes, looking at him seriously and reverently, her curly eyelashes were especially beautiful, making people want to touch them, her face was still pale and frozen.

His gaze moved down and fell to her hollow chest, there should only be a round-neck sweatshirt under the school uniform, it was still a very thin model, the autumn breeze was cold and cold, and he felt cold even a boy, let alone her.

"Wear more clothes tomorrow. ”

Fang Wanning looked down at her clothes, pursed her lower lip, and nodded obediently, "Okay." ”