When Yi Xia Zhi woke up, it was already five o'clock in the afternoon.

Covering his head, Yi Xia Zhi woke up dizzy.

Finally, when his mind gradually became clearer, Yi Xia Zhi was in a haze, as if he saw Jing Anyan.

As always, his handsome people were indignant, his lips were pursed, his nose was high, and his expression was dark.

The aura of not being angry and arrogant spread from him.

Blinking, Yi Xia Zhi glanced at it again uncertainly, but saw that Jing Anyan was also staring at her indifferently.

The eyes are facing each other.

Well, seeing Jing Anyan at this time, she did feel a little complicated in her heart.

After all, they had only quarreled last night, but today he saved her again.

"Jing Anyan, did you bring me here?" Looking left and right for a while, Yi Xia Zhi was a little confused: "But where is this?"

The school doctor on the side hurriedly came up and took the initiative to explain: "Classmate, this is the infirmary."

Yi Xia Zhi lowered his eyes and stared at Jing Anyan, who didn't seem to be going to speak.

Infirmary?

Before, she seemed to be dizzy, and this is the infirmary again, isn't it.

Did Jing Anyan really send her over? This realization made her feel more complicated.

Jing Anyan seemed to feel that the air was a little stuffy, so he put his hands in his trouser pockets, stood up, stared at Yi Xia Zhi with a very dragged and handsome look, and said coldly: "Do you feel anything uncomfortable?"

Yes?

What's uncomfortable?

Yi Xia Zhi felt it and found that except for the back of his head that was hit by the mobile phone, there seemed to be nothing uncomfortable.

"Yes, yes, classmate, do you still feel any discomfort, if so, I'll help you take a look." The school doctor enthusiastically came up.

Shaking his head, Yi Xia Zhi replied very directly: "No."

Jing Anyan pursed her lips tightly, stared at her with a pair of black eyes, and for a long time, as if she was sure that she was not a big deal, then turned her back indifferently.

Seeing that Jing Anyan was leaving, Yi Xia Zhi hurriedly said, "Jing Anyan, you wait for me."

Seeing that Jing Anyan's footsteps did not mean to stop, Yi Xia Zhi hurriedly got off the bed, but felt dizziness in her head, which made her moan uncomfortably: "It hurts."

Hearing the pain, Jing Anyan's footsteps suddenly stopped.

Turning his head, Jing Anyan stared helplessly at the woman who showed him a miserable smile on the bed, and suddenly, he felt defeated.

Walking slowly in front of Yi Xia Zhi, Jing Anyan said coldly: "Can you go?"

"Yes!" Yi Xia Zhi nodded heavily.

Jing Anyan glanced at her pale face, and said coldly: "Then let's go, I'll send you back."

"Thank you, Anyan." Lowering his eyes, Yi Xia Zhi walked to his side softly, feeling that his steps were still a little weak, and Yi Xia Zhi walked very slowly.

And this time, Jing Anyan didn't walk as fast as before, as if it was to match her pace.

As soon as he walked out of the door, Yi Xia Zhi couldn't help but say: "Jing Anyan, thank you, I really thank you for saving me, really."

Jing Anyan's expression was still cold, and he didn't reply.

Yi Xia Zhi continued with a pale face: "And about the previous matter, I'm sorry, Jing Anyan, I shouldn't have been so reflexive to you, so I hurt you, please don't be angry anymore, and I won't be disgusted with your touch in the future, I'm sorry."

BEFORE ...

Listening to Yi Xia Zhi's sincere apology, Jing Anyan's cold expression slowly eased.

"Yi Xia Zhi, Brother Yan, who is it?"

"Ah, that, actually, that person was my playmate when I was a child, and I've been with him for a long time, and I haven't seen him for a long time." Speaking of Brother Yan, Yi Xia Zhi had a complicated expression.

Playmate..

A boy's figure suddenly appeared in Jing Anyan's mind.

When he was a child, the little boy was always by the little girl's side and tried his best to make the little girl happy, because the little boy always felt that he had an obligation to make the little girl happy.

Born as a human being, the most honest and direct thing is to smile.

Yi Xia Zhi, even remembered that man.

So, she just remembered the little boy, didn't she?

Thinking of this, Jing Anyan expressed his depressed mood, and finally got better.

After all, who can be ruthless, let alone a boy who accompanied her childhood.

Looking at the almost bloodless woman with lowered eyes, Jing Anyan couldn't help but reach out and hugged her.

In the past, he had never been with her, but now, he would try his best to accompany her, always, always with her, until she could also remember herself.