After dinner the next night, because the day's practice tasks were heavier, everyone except Xiaomo and Shixun went back to the room to rest, before returning to the room, Chen saw that Xiaomo had no intention of going back to rest, so he asked a little curiously: "Xiaomo, don't you go back to the room to rest?" ”

Xiao Mo kept his eyes on the practice room that Wu Shixun walked into, and replied thoughtfully to Chen: "I'll go and help Shixun prepare some fruit and milk first, and then I'll go back to the room to rest!" ”

Chen glanced in the direction of Xiao Mo's line of sight, and said with a look of loss in his eyes, "Okay, then you wait and rest early!" ”

After finishing speaking, he walked upstairs, but at this moment his back looked a little lonely when he went upstairs.

After Xiaomo waited for everyone to go back to the room to rest, he went to the kitchen alone to help Sehun prepare milk and fruit, and when Xiaomo was about to push the door open, a short and loud "Ahhh ”。

Xiao Mo suddenly "chuckled" in her heart at that time, and quickly opened the door, and after opening the door, she saw Shi Xun sitting on the floor with his ankle covered and his head down, trembling, and there were beads of sweat on his forehead, Xiao Mo hurriedly closed the door and put the plate in his hand aside, ran to Shi Xun's side, and asked worriedly: "Shi Xun, what's wrong with you?" What the hell is wrong with you? ”

It may be that Sehoon is so painful that he can't speak, but he slowly raised his head, Xiaomo only saw Sexun's pale face and fine beads of sweat on his forehead, and he panicked for a while, Xiaomo only had one idea at the time, that is, to find someone to help, just when Xiaomo got up and wanted to find someone to help, Sehun took Xiaomo's hand.

Xiao Mo glanced back at the hand held by Sehoon, with some doubts in her heart, and then glanced at Sexun, only to see that Sehun just shook his head slowly, and highlighted a few words from his mouth with difficulty: "Don't ,,, don't tell them!" ”

Xiaomo turned around and squatted down, patted Sehoon's back gently, wanting him to become a little less affected, looked at Sehoon's painful face and slowly asked, "Why?" Then I don't tell them, let's go to the hospital! ”

But Sehoon still shook his head and said, "I don't want them to worry, and I can't go to the hospital, I still have to participate in the show!" ”

After listening to Shixun's words, Xiaomo was really afraid that Shixun's body would have problems, so at this moment, Xiaomo shouted in a voice that was already crying: "Your body is important or the show is important!" ”

Sehoon didn't answer right away, maybe he couldn't bear to look at Xiao Mo's worried face, so he immediately lowered his head, was silent for a while and said, "Program!" ”

Xiao Mo didn't understand Se-hoon's answer, and just when she didn't know what to do, an idea suddenly flashed in Xiao Mo's mind,,,,,,

Xiao Mo gently raised his hand, and then bit his finger, Shi Xun saw Xiao Mo's practice and didn't know what she was going to do and hurriedly stopped it, but still couldn't stop it, Shi Xun grabbed the hand that had begun to bleed, opened his eyes wide, and asked in surprise: "Xiao Mo, what are you doing here?" ”

Xiao Mo didn't answer Se-hoon's question, but gently wiped the pink blood from his injury on Se-hoon's lips, and then Xiao Mo's face showed a smile, and a sentence came out of his mouth: "That's fine!" ”

Sehun looked at what was happening in front of him and couldn't understand it at all, and touched the blood on his lips, but Sehun couldn't see any traces of the pink liquid just now on his hands, so Sehun asked curiously, "Xiaomo, what's going on?" ”

Now Xiao Mo's whole person seems to be very relaxed, and the person who was frightened and overwhelmed when Shi Xun was injured just now is completely two people, Xiao Mo closed his eyes and lay next to Shi Xun, and did not answer him immediately after hearing Shi Xun's question, after a while, Xiao Mo slowly opened his eyes and said, "Okay, do you still have ankle pain now?" ”

"Huh?" Sehoon was a little dazed by Xiaomo's question.

Xiaomo sat up, looked at Sehoon, sighed helplessly, pointed to Sexun's injured ankle just now and asked again, "Look, does your ankle still hurt?" ”