Jun Yang retracted his gaze, took the bottle, turned his back to the door, opened the bottle and gently put the yellow peace charm in and closed it.

The uncle's eyes flashed slightly, and then he smiled, "Thirteen, it seems that you have made a friend." This is given to you by the girl out there. ”

The uncle looked at the girl who still didn't give up outside the door, and desperately squeezed his face against the glass, but didn't try to get in again.

"Friends?" Jun Yang held the bottle with a blank expression.

The uncle affirmed: "Well, I can give you this gift, and accompany you all the way, full of pure curiosity about you, and can stick to your bottom line, I'm pretty sure she really wants to make friends with you." ”

Jun Yang looked down at the bottle in his hand, not knowing what he was thinking.

The uncle sighed in his heart, and understood that some things could not be changed in a few words, this child had always been alone, lonely for too long, so long that he lost his basic communication skills.

"Thirteen, maybe you can't understand it now, but I hope you can give her a chance, and also give yourself a chance, cherish her well."

Jun Yang handed the bottle in his hand to the uncle, and said very seriously: "I will come to get it." ”

The uncle was stunned for a moment, shook his head and smiled, it seemed that he was too worried, she was essentially a gentle child, even if she didn't understand, her heart would make its own choice.

Judging by the fact that she attaches so much importance to this gift, at least she does not reject the proximity of this person, and that is enough.

"I'll take good care of it." Uncle reassured. Then put the bottles separately in a box and lock them.

Jun Yang pushed the door and left, and An Ran followed closely, not asking any questions about the café, just quietly following her, as if it wasn't her who had just squeezed her face curiously on the glass.

Jun Yang's speed was not fast, and An Ran didn't seem to be afraid of being late at all, and he didn't mean to urge at all.

Gradually, there were more people on the street, white shirts, black ties, and knee-length black pleated skirts, most of whom were students of Puying College.

The crowd surged, and the gap between Jun Yang and An Ran was widened a little.

"Bang-"

Inadvertently collided, Jun Yang's body lost balance, landed on the left side, and fell to the ground all of a sudden.

An Ran hurriedly stepped forward and reached out to help her, with an anxious face, "Are you okay, are you hurt?" ”

Jun Yang propped up his hands and slowly propped himself up, without taking the hand stretched out in front of him, staggered up, put his right hand on his left shoulder, and walked forward as always.

But this time, An Ran, who was behind her, noticed that she was walking much slower. It was still that expressionless face, and a trace of uneasiness appeared in An Ran's heart.

Striding forward and crouching down, carrying the backpack in front of him, "Come up, I'll carry you to the infirmary." ”

Jun Yang stared at the not wide back in front of him in distraction, but what appeared in his head was the words of the coffee shop uncle, "Give her a chance".

When Jun Yang came back to his senses, he was already on An Ran's back, his hands naturally wrapped around her neck, and his body was close to her back.

His back sank, knowing that Jun Yang had not refused, and had already come up. An Ran got up and quickened his pace, and hurried to the school infirmary.

As he walked, An Ran felt that something was wrong, and the sticky feeling gradually came from the clinging back, accompanied by a faint ......

An Ran's face changed, it was the smell of blood, and he shook his shoulders gently, "Jun Yang, where are you injured?" ”

This moment did not get any answer from Jun Yang, but the arms that were originally around her neck hung down weakly, and the palm of her right hand was stained with dazzling red, so directly intruded into An Ran's sight.