First, she is really a little cowardly, and second, with boys, girls will become weaker.

Don't ask why, don't ask!

Ask about two flowers!

She really didn't dare to jump, when she climbed out to find Qu Huazi at the beginning, she was in a hurry, and she didn't care about anything, but now, ...... This wall is really high, and the legs are soft......

Xue Jingyun seemed to have discovered her embarrassment, and looked up at her under the dim street lamps around the school: "Jump down, I'll catch you." ”

For a moment, she felt like her heart was about to break.

She looked at the young man's unruly eyes, and suddenly forgot how to write. Probably entered a state of nymphomaniac, as long as she jumped down, she was greeted by Xue Jingyun's hug, not to mention the two-and-a-half-meter wall, even if it was ten meters, she would ......

Well...... She thinks about it.

After all, ten meters is not dead and crippled.

In short, she jumped down like she was going to a carnival and threw herself directly into the arms of the teenager.

At that time, April.

On the side of the road is the blossoming of one tree after another.

She threw herself into the boy's arms, her breath was a faint smell of soap, she had a kind of trance illusion, the moment she hugged it, between her and the boy, the flowers bloomed into a sea.

It's like a heart-warming girl manga.

Of course, everything was her illusion, and after Xue Jingyun hugged her, he quickly let go of her, which was obviously just gentlemanly etiquette.

However, that person's breezy breeze is like a tide of the sea to her.

Crushing on someone is like this, it's like you are entertaining yourself with headphones, you are so high, it hurts so much, your eardrums are trembling, however, to outsiders, it is just a murmur leaking from some headphones.

This is the most intimate contact between her and Xue Jingyun.

- Except for the heart-rending experience that followed.

The feeling of being held by a teenager is very novel, and the heart seems to have its own thoughts, and it can't stop beating.

She didn't have time to think about it, the time was a little tight, and she needed to hurry up and help Qu Huazi arrange it.

Otherwise, the evening self-study will be over after a while, and a group of people will pour out, and who knows what will happen.

Although she seems to be quiet, she has always acted without loopholes, arranging the quietest and most uninhabited route, avoiding all the cameras, and going to a more remote and unmanned bathroom.

Qu Huazi saw the bathroom, as if she had seen a safe haven, and immediately slipped in, her legs and feet were very neat, and she didn't look like she was weak at all.

She couldn't help but lower her eyes, you see, she said the girl's careful thoughts, and she saw through it at a glance, she really admired Qu Huazi, she was like this, and she didn't forget to flirt with him.

Qu Huazi entered the bathroom, and she and Xue Jingyun were guarding outside, standing left and right, like a gatekeeper.

She lowered her eyes and didn't speak, touching Xue Jingyun's hand, and pulled out a cut on the back of her hand, which seemed to have formed a faint scab, but what should have stopped the bleeding was bleeding at the moment......

She only had to think about it to know that she must have finally stopped the bleeding, and as soon as she bent her back, she collapsed, so she bled again.

In this regard, she just wants to say, one dares to carry it, and the other dares to carry it.

Could it be that Qu Huazi didn't know that Xue Jingyun was injured?

She stared at the back of Xue Jingyun's hand, watching the blood gather along her slender fingertips, and finally fell to the ground, blooming bewitching flowers, she couldn't stand it anymore.

Even if Xue Jingyun doesn't care about the wound, can he care about the impact?

What kind of place is Emperor Craftsman High School, one of the top schools in the country, and it will be found with bloodstains winding all the way tomorrow morning, and it may be investigated as a homicide.

She still lowered her eyes, took out the handkerchief she was carrying and handed it to Xue Jingyun, and turned her head away from looking at him: "You bandage it first, and then remember to go to the school doctor's office." ”

Xue Jingyun was silent for a while, and finally took the plain white handkerchief with embroidered patterns.

She rejoiced in her heart, and had her own hidden joy.

Xue Jingyun may not know anything, but her handkerchief is of silk texture, and her name is embroidered on it with a unique embroidery pattern.

She learned embroidery from her grandmother.

Of course, the foundation of embroidery laid in the past is a good paving for the path she is taking now.

She gave out this handkerchief, it was a wild heartbeat, girls give boys handkerchiefs, in fact, there are many deep meanings, such as......

- Don't write love words, don't write poems, one side of Supa sends lovesickness, please turn over and look carefully, horizontal silk (thought) to vertical silk (thought).

The silk on the handkerchief, every strand of silk is a thought of the man.

However, this kind of obscure thoughts, like a boy like Xue Jingyun, must not understand.

Moreover, she gave the handkerchief because she wanted him to bandage the wound, and the other additional meanings were just wishful thinking on her part, Xue Jingyun would not know, and she didn't have to know.

But he took it, and took her handkerchief, and she was still very happy, and glanced at him quietly......

Well?

Xue Jingyun was holding a handkerchief and frowning, looking down at his injured right hand, his expression seemed to be thunderous.

With one of his actions, she couldn't help but think of thousands of possibilities.

- Did he guess the meaning?

- Does he dislike this handkerchief?

- Did he think the handkerchief was too expensive?

- Well, it must be because he can't bandage his right hand with his left hand!

Thinking like this, she stepped forward and pulled out her handkerchief, lowered her eyes, and said in a small and thin voice: "I'll help you." ”

Regardless of his reaction, she took his arm, lowered her eyes, wrapped her handkerchief around it, and gently blew on the wound, as if to soothe the restless pain of the wound.

While bandaging, she spoke: "The wound is very deep, you must go to the school hospital." ”

After a pause, she added: "Don't leave anything wrong, otherwise Huazi will feel guilty." ”

She was afraid that her words would have no weight, so she used Qu Huazi to oppress people.

After a long time, she finally heard the young man answer in a low voice: "Hmm." ”

She bandaged him, and after realizing it, she was holding Xue Jingyun's hand, his hand seemed to be very rough, probably a broken palm, and it looked very powerful.

She suddenly felt a little embarrassed, she was just trying to help him stop the bleeding at that time, she didn't think about it so much, and now she ...... I'm shy.

She withdrew her hand and put it behind her back, "Alright." ”

"Thank you." Xue Jingyun responded, lowering his eyes and looking at his bandaged palm.

She didn't know what to say.

Then, between her and Xue Jingyun, there was a kind of silence again.

It's scaryly quiet.

She felt so embarrassed, so quiet, so quiet that she could hear her own heartbeat.

What if Xue Jingyun hears it!

Her eyes were down, her cheeks were pink, and the more she tried to calm down, the faster her heart beated.

- Yes, the heart has its own thoughts, and it doesn't listen to it at all.

She was almost crying, how could this be! It's embarrassing to be heard!

Who's going to save the kids!

At this moment, Qu Huazi seemed to hear the voice in her heart-