Chapter 083: A Call for Help from the Abyss of Hopelessness (75)

"Gu Qiao..."

Seeing the figure in the dark, he froze in place, silent and did not respond.

The boy raised his hand to remove the stainless steel basin above his head, and awkwardly slipped out of the storage shelf, gradually revealing his original slender and slender figure.

He stepped barefoot on the ground and ran to the window.

Looking at the girl who had already stepped out of the door, he stretched out his hand uneasily:

"Shoes..... I, I only have such a pair of shoes. ”

His voice was clear, his feet on the ground, his toes moving uneasily, and his tone sounded a little depressed.

“......”

Gu Qiao lowered his eyes, silently took a step back, and closed the door.

In her hand, she handed out the shoes that she had tied together with the laces.

The other party slowly reached out and took it, hugged it in his arms, and then carefully moved his bare feet behind him.

He was a little farther away from Gu Qiao, so he stood in place, lowered his head, and didn't move.

"I'm not trying to take your shoes..... I thought you were dead. ”

Gu Qiao pursed his lips, his heart was puzzled.

"Thought I ...... He's dead? ”

The young man was stunned, as if he was a little stunned.

He lowered his voice, with a little uncertainty, and looked in the direction of the girl: "You.... Do you still know me? ”

Gu Qiao paused, frowned and looked at Lu Yi, although there were many minor injuries on his body, there were no fatal injuries, the most serious ones were his feet and legs.

Maybe it was too desperate to escape, the pale calves, some muscles, but the new and old injuries were superimposed, and the blood was stained, as if running wildly in the thorns.

The feet were even more bloody and blurry, and it was a little shocking to look at.

However, there are no external injuries to his head, so there should be no possibility of a brain break.

Gu Qiao frowned, his expression was slightly strange: "Aren't you Lu Yi, we met in the classroom." ”

The pupils under the young man's glasses widened slightly, and then with a bit of strange excitement, he nodded again and again: "Yes, I'm Lu Yi...... You, you remember. ”

Gu Qiao frowned and sighed, and asked rhetorically, "Should I ..... I don't remember you. ”

The corners of the young man's mouth flashed with a hint of familiar distress, and his tone became vague: "I..... Nonsense, don't be angry. ”

Gu Qiao sighed and changed the topic:

"You ran out earlier, and those two ..... Didn't catch up with you? ”

The girl's tone was calm, as if she was caring.

Lu Yi held the shoes in his arms with one hand, held his glasses with the other, and said slowly: "They chased me, the Chinese teacher came.... They fought, and I hid. ”

Chinese teacher?

Anna.... Got into a fight with that brother and sister player?

"You..... Didn't you be with that girl before, why are you alone now? ”

The young man spoke hesitantly, with thick glasses on his head, looking straight in Gu Qiao's direction.

"I'm sending her back to the classroom."

Gu Qiao replied very simply.

The young man was stunned, and his tone was a little surprised: "She replied..... Classroom? ”

He clenched the shoes in his hand, and his brow, which was covered by messy hair, furrowed, revealing a little tangled.

He opened his mouth, as if he wanted to remind Gu Qiao of something, and swallowed silently.

Because the girl in front of him suddenly leaned over and stretched out her hand, as if to check the wound on his calf.

“......”

The thought in Lu Yi's heart was interrupted, and he became a little nervous, his toes curled up, and he wanted to retreat to avoid it, but he struggled to choose to stand there obediently and did not move.

"I'll examine your wounds, and your leg sticks out."

The girl's voice was calm, and there was a meaning that could not be refused.

Lu Yi carefully stretched out his legs, for fear of bumping into the other party, and maintained a difficult posture, lifting his legs as if carrying a piece of wood that had nothing to do with him.

"These wounds are very deep, like knife wounds."

"Hmm.... But, probably. ”

Lu Yi responded in a trance, and through the thick glasses, he tried to open his eyes wide and look at the figure in front of him.

"Yes...... Light ....."

He muttered softly.

The girl asked casually: "What are you muttering about...."

Lu Yi immediately squatted down, like a suddenly well-behaved wild cat, holding his knees with both hands, and shaking his head at the girl: "No..... It's nothing. ”