Chapter 20: Are You a Colorist?
An Xiaomi instinctively raised her hand to chop the other party's head, but the other party immediately said, "Don't make a sound, I have no malicious intent." ”
His voice was gentle, like the sun on a winter day, with a hint of warmth.
I don't know why, when she heard his voice, she lowered her hand, and then looked at the other party.
The other party looked like he was about eighteen or nineteen years old, wearing a white dress, with a large blood stain on his chest, he had black broken hair, brown eyes, his face was unusually pale, and there were a few scratches on his handsome face, and there was fresh blood on it that had not dried up.
His handsomeness is different from Gong Qianhan, Gong Qianhan is cold and domineering handsome, while the boy in front of him is a gentle handsome, equal but each has its own merits.
Wait a minute......
Why did she compare him to Gong Qianhan?
When did she leave the place of Gong Qianhan in her heart?
"If you don't say anything, I'll let go, okay?" After a long time, the boy saw that she didn't move, so he made a request.
An Mi nodded.
The boy let go of his hand, and An Xiaomi did not shout.
"You're injured, don't you go to the hospital?" After a long time, An Xiaomi asked in a low voice.
The boy covered his wound and breathed unsteadily: "It's inconvenient." ”
"Could it be that you failed in a fight, and then the person who injured you is still chasing you?"
"Sort of." The boy replied with a throbbing sore and bent down in pain.
The blood in his chest was bleeding even harder.
An Xiaomi looked at the flowing blood and said again, "I'll take you to the hospital." ”
"No, but thank you for your kindness."
The boy stood up as he spoke, but his body staggered.
An Mi sat on the ground, not knowing whether to get up or help.
She is not a person who takes the initiative to help, but she is not a person who will not be saved in the face of death, but for a long time, few people have asked her for help. And every time, when she saw others being bullied, she had a few fights, but the rescued people were not grateful, but hostile to her.
Like the last time she helped, the other party verbally expressed her gratitude, it was the first time in her life, she was very happy to hear the other party's gratitude, but her face was still as indifferent as the wind.
She has become accustomed to maintaining a "cool, cold" image and does not want to make any changes.
After struggling for a long time, An Xiaomi spoke again: "If someone is chasing you, then let me escort you to the hospital, there are few people around here who dare to provoke me." ”
The boy looked at An Xiaomi in surprise, and the girl in front of him looked ...... How to put it, it can be summed up in one word is "cool". She is wearing sportswear, with a ponytail, she looks delicate and cute, but her expression is extremely cold, and she exudes the aura of a strong man all over her body, majestic but not oppressive.
It's just that......
The tone of her voice, why is it a bit like a bad girl in the world?!
"No need." The boy refused again, and then he sat down again because of the pain, as if intending to rest.
The two men were silent again.
After a long time, An Xiaomi asked: "I didn't see you just now, why did you suddenly appear again, would you be invisible?" ”
"It's not stealth, it's the color-changing technology that makes me hide, and it's hard to see with the naked eye unless it's very careful and careful."
"What kind of technology is this?"
"There are discolored lizards in nature, so you can treat me like that."
"You're a man of color?"