At this time, Su Ziyue only felt that her back was being held up by a strong force, and she saw Mu Zehan's worried and scared eyes looking at her nervously.

He gently lifted her to her feet, his warm and soft fingertips gently brushing her pink cheeks, wiping tears from her face.

"Don't cry, crying is a sign of cowardice!" Mu Zehan looked at Su Ziyue's tear-stained cheeks and said, his tone was very firm.

"Don't cry, crying is a sign of weakness! Do not cry, cry. These words kept echoing and circling in Su Ziyue's heart, but his voice was immature.

Why is it so familiar, and why does it seem like someone has ever said it to themselves?

Su Ziyue wiped her tears with her hands indiscriminately, why was she so out of control today, so weak, didn't she say stop crying?

"Ziyue, are you okay?" Xia Yuxuan on the side spoke worriedly.

She was also shocked just now, she didn't expect Brother Hanyu to be so impulsive and reckless, and she didn't react until Su Ziyue fell.

"I'm fine." Su Ziyue concealed the unbearable pain, and pretended to be strong and pulled out a weak smile.

"If it's hurt, let me see." Xia Yuxuan said that she was going to look behind Su Ziyue.

Su Ziyue hurriedly stepped back and covered the faintly wet and burning pain with her hand.

At this time, Mu Zehan walked towards Lin Hanyu, his face was furious, and the green tendons on his forehead burst out.

He clenched his fists, trying to control the anger he was about to erupt.

No one in this world can bully her, only me.

"Apologies!" Makuzawa opened his mouth coldly, his eyes were cold and cold, and his whole body exuded a suffocating and terrifying aura like Satan.

Lin Hanxi just shrank in fear, trying to hide behind Lin Hanyu, her body kept shaking.

"Xi'er, don't be afraid." Lin Hanyu touched Lin Hanxi's soft hair dotingly, and gently comforted the trembling sister behind him.

Lin Hanxi's frightened eyes looked at the violent Mu Zehan, no one has ever dared to do this to me, why would he.

"Don't let me say it a second time." Mu Zehan's voice became even colder, and his eyes were like sharp knives and arrows stabbing straight at the two people opposite.

All around was quiet, only the sound of everyone's nervous breathing could be heard, and everyone looked curiously and timidly at the two people in the confrontation, watching the development of the situation.

"Oops, Ziyue, you're bleeding!" Xia Yuxuan still took away Su Ziyue's covered hand, only to see a dazzling and demonic bright red wet Su Ziyue's snow-white shirt, and she exclaimed unconsciously.

At this time, Mu Zehan on the side heard Xia Yuxuan's cry, turned his head and saw Su Ziyue's slender and white fingers stained with the blood red of the demon, his heart trembled, and his chest tightened.

"Damn it!" He roared in annoyance, and took Su Ziyue's wrist and walked forward.

"Hey, Makuzawa Han, what are you doing, let go of me, it's going to be class." Su Ziyue tried hard to break away from his powerful big hand, but it was just in vain.

"Shut up!" Mu Zehan turned around and roared angrily, and Su Ziyue stopped struggling to speak.

Let him lead him through the corridors and paths.

Why is he so familiar with everything here, why is he gently pulling himself when he looks rough, why is this feeling so familiar?

An inexplicable emotion surged in Su Ziyue's heart, and her eyes quietly looked at the tall and straight figure in front of her.

Has this happened before?