I bought safflower oil and hurried back to the classroom, Su Moqian had already buried his head in his arm, forehead, an arm, I was a little hesitant to walk over, and when I was still thinking, the class bell rang in my ears.

I pursed my lips, returned to my seat and put the safflower oil in the drawer, I watched Su Moqian tilt his head from the other side to this side, so I withdrew my gaze weakly, I like to gnaw my fingers when I am empty, Xu Qijin glanced at me and didn't speak.

If one day my fingers were unrecognizable, I would probably have to do a lot of things that my heart was weak.

This physics lesson felt like a long one, as if it ...... After a long, long time, I was occasionally in a daze, occasionally looked at Su Moqian, occasionally took the safflower oil in the drawer, gnawed my fingers and quietly looked at Su Moqian, I was distracted when I looked at it, and I didn't see Su Moqian who woke up and looked back at his watch. In order to prevent us from looking at the time of class, the school specially hung the clock at the end, so that the teacher can pay attention to the time to come to the lecture and not let the time distract the students.

When I came to my senses, I saw that Su Moqian had already raised his head and flipped through the textbook. I was stunned and looked at my fair textbook...... It's over, and I didn't listen to anything.

The bell rings to announce the end of the class, which is the longest break of the day, with a full 25 minutes.

Jing Yao didn't walk outside after class, so I could only sit in front of Su Mo, he was reading the physics book with his chin propped up, and he didn't look up at me. I stretched out a finger and poked him, his drooping eyes lifted, and he didn't make a sound or look at me, I coughed dryly and said, "That...... I'll look at your right hand. ”

Su Moqian ignored me, and I couldn't see his hand in front of his seat, so I looked at Jing Yao beside me and smiled: "Classmate Jing, can you ......?"

"No, you can't."

Me: "......"

One or two...... I already wanted to get up and leave, but after thinking about it, I was the one who was at fault, so I resisted the urge to get angry. He said in a tough tone: "Su Moqian, stretch out your hand." ”

Seeing my tough attitude, Su Moqian finally raised his eyes to look at me, and was shocked by his gaze, and I spoke in a slightly quieter voice: "I, I just want to see where you hurt." ”

Seeing that he didn't have a strong reaction, I pulled his arm on his lap, he had already pulled his sleeve up to his elbow, his wrist was already swollen, and his knuckles were bruised. I took the safflower oil and poured it on my wrist, but I didn't dare to start it directly, I asked weakly: "That, do you come by yourself or ......?"

Su Moqian didn't speak, Jing Yao looked at us with her cheeks on the side, and said coldly: "I think I can." ”

I blinked, this is very good, so I got up, Su Moqian shouted to me: "Stop." ”

"Wait for me in the library after school."

I paused for a moment, thought about it, and really didn't want to go home, so I nodded: "Hmm." ”

After I went back, Jing Yao reached out and wanted to apply the safflower oil on Su Moqian's wrist, I sat on the seat and watched Jing Yao press Su Moqian's wrist to wipe the safflower oil, I don't know why, I felt a burst of harmony.

Su Moqian wanted to leave Jing Yao's hand in disgust, but the injured hand couldn't exert his strength, so Su Moqian grabbed him with his left hand, but Jing Yao finally had a healthy hand than him, and of course controlled him. This is the first time I've seen Su Moqian deflated. But I seem to have underestimated Su Moqian's destructive power, and Su Moqian, who was pressed with two hands, directly kicked on the stool where Jing Yao was sitting, and Jing Yao fell out of the stool in an instant. I sat up from the stool all of a sudden, I didn't expect Su Moqian's reaction to be so big, I panicked at the time, thinking that they would fight, but I didn't expect Jing Yao to be neither anxious nor angry, rubbing her ass and standing up and saying, "Su Moqian, you are too ruthless." ”

Su Moqian rubbed his injured wrist and turned around, looking at Jing Yao condescendingly, with an expression of being nosy and beating you up.

Jing Yao sat honestly in her position, sniffed, a little unaccustomed to the smell of safflower oil, her fingers gently rubbed her nose, until Jing Yao sat down, I put my mind at ease, breathed a long sigh of relief, and thought: "Tsk, my temper is really big." ”