Where have we met?
Early in the morning, Luo Xi was busy running around the venue, confirming the stone used for laying the foundation, checking the words on it, preparing the corsage of the guests, the paper and pen for sign-in, and constantly shouting "Teacher Luo, Teacher Luo", she felt that her head had become a few bigger, so that when no one called her, she would also hallucinate.
After several hours of preparation, the ceremony could finally begin in earnest, and Roshi was busy and stood in the corner, wiping sweat and drinking water.
The sound of the principal's speech came from the construction site in the distance, he solemnly introduced the founder of the project to everyone, the applause was too warm, Rohi did not even hear his name, and then the salute was fired, the gongs and drums burst, in a noise, the principal and the founder buried the cornerstone and the iron box containing various materials and the name of the founder into the soil, the cannon sounded again, and the host announced the end of the ceremony.
The ceremony over there is over, and there is a small press conference here.
Roshi was preparing tea and waiting for the arrival of the guests, she was so tired that she could barely lift the kettle, and the few blisters under her feet were even more painful.
"Teacher Luo. ”
The sudden sound behind her startled her, and her hand slipped, and the kettle filled with hot water fell straight down.
"Be careful. Just as her eyes were stunned and her feet went limp, a strong arm wrapped around her waist, and then pulled her back, and the kettle fell to the ground and shattered, and the hot water in it spurted out, and he used his body to block in front of her, and she felt that the hand he held at his waist seemed to shrink suddenly.
Time seemed to stand still for two or three seconds, and several teachers came running over and asked, "Is it hot?"
Rosie finally came back to her senses, she shook her head, and immediately looked at the person in front of her, who was also looking down at him, those narrow eyes reflected in her pupils, and the curvature of the corners of her lips seemed familiar.
"Are you hurt?" Roshi immediately felt embarrassed, his mistake had caused others to suffer.
"It's fine. He let go of the hand around her waist, and when he smiled, his two eyebrows seemed to have faint ripples, and while she was stunned, he stretched out his slender knuckle palm, "Hello, Lin Ziheng." ”
Roshi went through the name in his head, then gently shook his hand, "Hello, Roshi. When he heard her name, he didn't seem to be a stranger, but like an acquaintance.
His palms are warm and dry, with a thin layer of fine calluses.
"Mr. Lin. The principal hurriedly walked over, saw the broken kettle on the ground, and then looked at Lin Ziheng, who was soaked at the corner of his trousers, and immediately called the medical staff, "Quick, Mr. Lin's leg is burned." ”
What, it's hot?
Roshi realized that his black trousers were full of hot water, and even steaming.
"It's okay, just deal with it simply. ”
"I'll help you. Roshi felt guilty and hurriedly took the initiative to ask for help.
He was slightly stunned, there seemed to be a flash of surprise in his eyes, and he didn't refuse, "Then I'm sorry for you." ”
In the infirmary, Luo Xi was helping the school doctor cut the gauze, looking at the screen from time to time, he was scalded by such hot water, how could he still be silent, is he an iron man?
The school doctor went to prescribe anti-inflammatory drugs, Luo Xi stood in front of Lin Ziheng, who was still wrapped in a thick bandage on his calf, and apologized for the compensation, "I'm sorry, it's all ......"
He interrupted her, "A little injury, you don't have to mind. ”
"But ......"
"As I said, it's a minor injury. His gaze fell on her face, as if he wouldn't take it off, so focused.
She was embarrassed by him, but she seemed to think that she had seen this person somewhere, and she turned her face to the side slightly, "Where have we met before?"