The boy didn't care if Qingshuang could keep up with him, and kept moving forward steadily.

Qingshuang hurriedly followed behind him, his steps were bumpy and messy, and the injured leg didn't dare to move too much. But in order to keep up with the pace of the northern string, he had to walk briskly, so that the wound was still bleeding.

Yue Beixian didn't feel that there was anything wrong with him at all, but he felt the girl's obvious bumpy steps, and his sharp eyebrows still inevitably frowned tightly.

Although he didn't say anything, he slowed down and took the girl to the infirmary.

The school doctor was a very gentle middle-aged woman, helped Qingshuang clean and bandage the wound, found that the little girl still had a little low-grade fever, and prescribed some antipyretic medicine to her.

Yue Beixian has been standing at the door of the school infirmary, not leaving, nor entering, the impatience in his eyes seems to be about to turn into substance.

He was not a good-natured man, but rather a man with poor patience and temperament.

I sent the girl to the infirmary today, and I only thought that the reason she said was particularly funny to him, and I thought it was interesting to bring her over.

But...... Tsk, it's really troublesome.

The boy stood in the doorway, feeling for the cigarette in his pocket, putting his fingers on it, trying to pull out one. Then he thought about where he was now, and the corners of his lips pulled out a trace of coldness, and he gently spit out a word, and leaned against the door, full of impatience.

With his hands in his pockets, his long body is long, and his legs are covered by black trousers.

Yue Beixian bent one leg against the wall. The head is slightly bowed, and the fine black hair at the corners of the forehead falls down to cover the eyes, revealing a smooth and delicate jaw.

Qingshuang was lying on the bed in the infirmary, and through Zhuzhu, she knew that the boy was still waiting for him at the door, and then she was relieved to accept the plot of this world.

The original owner's name is Qingshuang, and he is a senior in high school.

Soon after her mother gave birth to her, she ran away from someone, and she was raised by her father.

My father was a small restaurant, but the small restaurant did not make a living. It has cost the family a lot of money to study for the original owner, and in addition to daily life, it is stretched thin in terms of clothes and other aspects of life.

But her father loved her very much, and would give her more money every month to buy good food or clothing. The original owner was reluctant to use it, so he secretly saved all the money. If your clothes are torn, you can wear them by mending them.

I don't usually wear a school uniform in class, but I can't see it. On weekends, the original owner lives on campus, and when he wears his clothes, he will be ridiculed.

In recent years, there are still people wearing patched clothes, refreshing the worldview of a group of children with the heart of comparison everywhere.

Countless ridicules and ridicules poured in her like a tidal wave, drowning her and suffocating her.

The original owner himself has an inferiority complex, and under these ridicules, he becomes more and more silent.

The bangs are so long that they don't cut them when they cover their eyes, and they don't dare to see people with their heads down.

In the eyes of her classmates, she is like a wandering spirit, with a very low sense of existence, but this does not prevent them from treating her as a joke and constantly making fun of her.

The third year of high school is an extremely stressful year for students, who need to release pressure every day under the countless chatters of teachers, endless homework and nervous confusion about the future.

As a result, ridiculing the original owner has become their daily conversation.

All this, the original owner can only endure silently.

In the original plot, when the original owner had a headache and fever and accidentally bumped into Shen Qingqing in the toilet, the real nightmare came.

Shen Qingqing is the goddess of the campus, and she feels that it is an insult to her that a dirty and lowly person like Qingshuang bumps into her.