P23 That light snow

In fact, the sky in early winter has been cloudy for several days, so when Su Mo came out of the boiling water room with a hot water bottle and only a few people left, the first snowflakes of this winter happened to fall from the sky leisurely.

Girls who may like to write are more emotional, and when it comes to rain and snow, Su Mo always can't suppress the joy in his heart, not to mention that this is the first snow this winter.

Su Mo simply slowed down her pace, with a happy smile on the corners of her eyes and eyebrows, and she couldn't help but raise her free left hand from time to time to catch one or two snowflakes falling from the sky, watching them melt in her palm, feeling very comfortable.

But when she was also on the rise, she looked up again and happened to see the boy who made her a little annoying from a distance, her small eyebrows were slightly tufted, and she thought to herself, "It's really a narrow road", so it's better to pretend not to see it.

Thinking of this, Su Mo hurriedly lowered his head, but his feet sped up, and the ponytail flicked regularly behind him.

Closer, closer, she silently measured the distance with that person with the afterglow of her eyes, and at the end she even closed her eyes slightly, silently chanting, "Hurry up, hurry up!" ”

"Huh?!"

Maybe it was because she was hiding from Yang Xiaomo, or maybe she was in too much of a hurry, but she was so impartial, she didn't know what she stepped on when she didn't pay attention, so she slipped so hard.

With this miserable scream, her hot water bottle also made a parabolic movement with her body, can you imagine that it was a pot of boiling water that had just been brought back from the water room?

In fact, before this, Yang Xiaomo had also discovered this little girl who came from a distance, looked a little absent-minded, and walked leisurely, and naturally realized that people were deliberately avoiding him, instead of being angry, he deliberately slowed down his pace with some teasing, and observed Su Mo's expression of bowing his head and pretending to be a little bit, so when she suddenly screamed and fell, although he was startled, he didn't even give himself time to react, so he rushed over with a brisk step, and grabbed Su Mo who leaned down with one arm. And the other arm hit the hot water bottle directly into Su Mo.

Accompanied by the sound of the arm and the hot water bottle banging, followed by "Bang! There was a muffled sound, the water bottle exploded directly, Su Mo hadn't made any situation yet, Yang Xiaomo had already held Su Mo in his arms in order to avoid splashing water, and took her to move a few steps in the opposite direction.

Although it is only a few seconds, the hero of the martial arts novel may not be more exciting, when everything is quiet, the world seems to freeze in an instant, only the snowflakes are falling bigger and bigger, and the two people who "hug" together are tightly surrounded.

After a while, the frightened Su Mo poked her head out of Yang Xiaomo's arms, looked at each other, and she only felt that her face was burning badly.

"No, are you alright?!"

Su Mo suddenly realized something in a panic, and hurriedly grabbed Yang Xiaomo's left hand to inspect it, and sure enough, there was a place on it that was not spared, it was directly scalded by boiling water, and it was red and swollen directly, and when Su Mo grabbed it, Yang Xiaomo's hand instinctively trembled.

"Yes, I'm sorry!" Su Mo almost cried, Yang Xiaomo shook, she panicked even more, "It hurts, right, go!" Let's go to the infirmary! ”

Su Mo said that he had grabbed Yang Xiaomo's right hand, and then trotted all the way to the direction of the school infirmary, Yang Xiaomo didn't speak all the way, just let himself be pulled by Su Mo, not caring about the left hand that had just been injured, he just secretly looked at Su Mo's side face with warm eyes over and over again, feeling her panting breathing.

"It's been twelve years, and this is the second time you've taken the initiative to hand over to me, and I only hope that we don't miss it again this time, because it's really hard to find you."

Yang Xiaomo muttered in his heart, twelve years ago, the scene of the six-year-old girl tiptoeing and kissing on his forehead flashed in his mind again, and he unconsciously held Su Mo a little harder, but Su Mo, who was about to go crazy at that time, had no time to notice the slight movements of the boy next to him.

In the infirmary, the only female doctor was having lunch, and when she saw two students running in panting, she looked at Yang Xiaomo's right hand, and then went to the back table for a long time.

After that, he let Yang Xiaomo sit on the stool on the side, and he took a bunch of medicine powder potions that he didn't know what kind of potion, smeared them on his wounds, and finally began to skillfully wrap white bandages on Yang Xiaomo's hands, although the female doctor had a cold attitude, but her movements were quite soft, so Yang Xiaomo's expression was never very painful.

It's just that Su Mo next to him has been watching the female doctor's every move motionlessly from beginning to end, and he didn't dare to breathe.

"It's no big deal, just remember to come back in three days to change the dressing!"

After the final treatment, the female doctor dropped the sentence expressionlessly, and returned to her seat to continue her lunch.

"Oh, and besides, it's best not to get water on the wound these days!"

Seeing Yang Xiaomo get up and prepare to leave, the doctor added a sentence later, Su Mo looked at Yang Xiaomo, and did not plan to leave, she hesitated, walked up to the doctor and asked in a low voice: "That, will he leave a scar there?" ”

"Huh?" The female doctor raised her head and glanced at Su Mo, frowned and said, "It's hard to say, let him pay more attention!" ”

"Oh!" For this answer that did not satisfy him too much, Su Mo had no choice but to respond helplessly, and followed Yang Xiaomo out of the infirmary, while the female doctor continued to lower her head and go to eat.

On the way back, Su Mo was walking in front like a child who had done something wrong, while Yang Xiaomo looked at her dejected back and followed behind with a smile.

"Su Mo!" He suddenly called out to her, "Shall we make a bet?" ”

"What?" Su Mo turned his head and looked at him with big blank eyes.

"Bet on whether it will leave a scar!" Yang Xiaomo raised his bandaged hand and said very simply.

"Boring!" Su Mo had almost come back to his senses at this time, and knew that the boy in front of him was about to start not finding him again, so he pouted and didn't plan to pay attention to him.

"Well, I'm serious!" Yang Xiaomo chased in front of Su Mo in a few steps, and then walked backwards towards Su Mo, glaring at Su Mo and saying word by word, "If you leave a scar, I will be your boyfriend!" ”

"You?" Su Mo originally listened to it seriously, but when he finished speaking, she suddenly frowned, glared at him angrily, and finally only lost a sentence, "Inexplicable!" Then he pushed him away and walked on.

Yang Xiaomo hurriedly chased after him.

"Why are you so stingy, if it wasn't for me just now, maybe your face would be blooming now!"

"So what? If it weren't for you, I wouldn't have slipped all of a sudden! ”

"What? What do you mean? ”

Su Mo was in a hurry, knowing that he accidentally slipped his mouth, he couldn't say that he hated him and deliberately avoided him to cause such a spoof to happen, right?

Su Mo had no choice but not to explain, just trying his best to avoid it, so he picked the path on the side and deliberately avoided Yang Xiaomo and walked forward, but Yang Xiaomo was reluctant to ask beside him.

"You mean you're deliberately avoiding me, aren't you? Otherwise it wouldn't have slipped to? ”

Yang Xiaomo deduced it by himself, and he was quite right.

"Why are you avoiding me? Do you hate me? ”

"Huh? Say it quickly! Why? ——”

Faced with Yang Xiaomo's reluctance, Su Mo had no choice but to stop and answer calmly.

"Yes, I hate you!"

"Why?" Yang Xiaomo actually had a taste of grievances.

"I don't know, there's no reason," Su Mo's tone was calm, "Yang Xiaomo, thank you for protecting me today anyway, goodbye!" ”

Su Mo glanced at Yang Xiaomo, then turned around and ran away, Yang Xiaomo didn't catch up, just looked at her back from afar, he suddenly put his hand to his mouth, and shouted at Su Mo from afar: "I'll give you time to think about it, no matter what, I've made up my mind about this bet!" ”

Su Mo blocked his ears with both hands as he ran......

Do you hate Yang Xiaomo? Why do you hate him? In fact, Su Mo couldn't think of answers to these questions himself. She only knows that since these days, she always likes to think of the cold and proud eyes of the boy playing basketball in the rain when she first saw him, out of her own sensibility, she will often imagine what kind of environment or experience can make a teenage boy have that kind of eyes, and she even inferred that Yang Xiaomo's past should be lonely and not understood, so she would face the raiding teacher in the self-study class, and hurriedly wake up the sleeping Yang Xiaomo to help him "escape", But whenever she thinks of these, Qiao Qianqian's words will always be remembered in her ears at the right time, yes, maybe those eyes are not caused by loneliness, but the superiority of the "gentleman" for a long time!

Whenever Su Mo thinks like this, he will also think of more times, Yang Xiaomo's nonsensical and even some vexatious practices, he will never forget the scene when he was domineering and quarreled with Xu Zixia, at that time he was as annoying as an impolite child.

Su Mo sometimes thinks that she cares so much about paying attention to and thinking about such a boy, whether she will like him, but then she will feel funny about her crazy thoughts, in essence, she and Yang Xiaomo are not all the way at all, she is optimistic and cheerful, and Yang Xiaomo has an arrogant personality, and even a little weird, how can she endure such a character.

So forget it, let's just assume that Yang Xiaomo's words today are a joke, maybe it was a joke, he deliberately provoked himself like this more than once, and he would always be able to hide if he couldn't provoke him, thinking of this, Su Mo suddenly became enlightened.

Looking at her feet, the snow was already falling silently, and a thin layer had accumulated on the ground, she took a long breath, restrained herself from thinking about these headaches anymore, and just heard that the bell for the afternoon class had sounded, and hurried in the direction of the teaching building......