Sang Ji looked at the intimate interaction between Song Lingling and Xu Jiamu in astonishment, and there was another crack in Fang Hanlei's heart, which was so broken.

It's just that the second she came back to her senses, the female companion next to Xu Jiamu smiled at her and left.

A tall figure, a beautiful dress, a delicate face, an elegant posture, and even the voice of the personality and communication with people is so gentle and lovely.

Sure enough, the person who can stand by Xu Jiamu's side must be extremely good.

The appearance of Song Lingling invisibly compared Sang Ji to incomplete.

She was splashed with water in the winter, some of her clothes and hair were soaked, and she was ridiculed by the people around her, and she was embarrassed.

Standing next to these people, it seems so out of place, as if they are people from two different worlds.

She lost, lost badly.

Sangi lowered her eyelids, and a dead look crept up her eyes, turning her big smart eyes into a blank look.

Xu Jiamu walked to Sang Ji's side and reached out to take off the head rope that was tied to his messy hair at random.

I didn't mind a part of her wet hair at all, and gently smoothed it for her, and her tone was as soft as a movement: "What's the matter?" ”

Thinking of being surrounded and scolded by his classmates just now, Sang Ji trembled with palpitations, held back the fear in his heart and made his voice sound calm, "It's okay, I was bumped into by my classmates." ”

"The man is still drinking water?" Xu Jiamu turned around and asked questions, afraid of hurting Sang Ji's fragile heart.

"Well, he was knocked to the teeth by me." Sang Ji's voice was calm to sadness, forcing his brain to turn to deal with Xu Jiamu's ruthless questioning.

If you can knock your teeth, you should hit them straight through, and you will only touch the teeth when you touch the hand cup.

How to explain the messy hair and crooked school uniform?

Did you hit someone and get beaten up?

Xu Jiamu's thin lips curled, she didn't debunk Sang Ji's lies, and protected her self-esteem and accompanied her to talk nonsense: "Is there an apology?" ”

"Well, apologies."

When Xu Jiamu saw Sang Ji answering, her lips trembled, as if she would cry in the next second.

His heart tightened, and he raised his hand to take off his coat, and then went to help Sang Ji untie his wet school uniform jacket.

Afraid that she would think too much, she changed the subject and said, "It's cold, change your clothes." ”

He didn't ask for Sang Ji's consent, he changed it for her domineeringly and gently, and then threw the wet coat to Uncle Liang.

Suddenly, Sang Ji, who had always kept his distance from Xu Jiamu, pounced on him, hugged his sturdy waist, pressed his face against his chest, and warm tears snatched out of his eyes.

She couldn't help it.

A thin whimper sounded out, which shook Xu Jiamu's heart, glanced at the eyes of passers-by, and hugged Sang Ji to get into the car, "It's windy outside, it will feel better in the car...... It's not that cold. ”

There were only Sang Ji and Xu Jiamu in the car, and Liang Bo and Jiang Wei were both guarding outside the car.

Seeing Sang Ji crying into tears, Xu Jiamu was a little overwhelmed, and didn't know what to say for a while, so he casually pulled a word of comfort: "Haven't you already apologized?" Since you apologize, then it's fine. ”

However, Sang Ji not only did not stop, but cried more and more fiercely.

Xu Jiamu simply shut up, for fear that something that shouldn't be said would come out of his mouth again.

After a long time, Sangi's whimper turned into a choked one, and his hand was still caressing her back, patting it every now and then.

She gradually stopped crying and left his arm.

Xu Jiamu asked, "Are you okay?" ”

"Hmm." Sang Ji nodded, his eyes were red and swollen, and he didn't dare to raise his eyes to look at Xu Jiamu.

I'm afraid of being ridiculed by him, I'm afraid that he won't like it, and I'm even more afraid that he will see something.