The scratches at the corners of his eyes and the corners of his broken mouth were too conspicuous, and when he touched Feng Qingyue's eyes, Jiang Yuye looked away with some weakness.

"How?"

Hearing her voice, Jiang Yuye reached out and touched it: "This...... I stepped on the skateboard and didn't notice that I fell to the ground. Perhaps unconvincing, he added, "Face to the ground."

Feng Qingyue's eyes were faint, his face was calm, Jiang Yuye was a little panicked: "It's really a fall, I don't believe you asked Fang Zhou."

She retracted her gaze and sat in her position, with her back to Jiang Yuye: "Oh, then let's fall."

Jiang Yuye opened his lips slightly, wanting to say something, but in the end he just sighed softly, and then lay on the table depressedly.

Fang Zhou was injured because of yesterday's incident, and he didn't come to ask for leave today, Jiang Yuye originally wanted to ask for leave, but thinking about it, his injury was not a day or two to get better, and hiding for a few days to find out that he was even more weak-hearted, so he was simply generous, but what annoyed him was that Feng Qingyue seemed to be angry, and he didn't know what to do.

Meng Yuyu also took sick leave, in the past, she went to the cafeteria to eat with Feng Qingyue, Jiang Yuye didn't like school meals very much, and most of the time he ate with Fang Zhou and Yuan Yu in a snack street outside the school.

Today he followed Feng Qingyue, the cap was thrown by him in the table box and did not wear it, because it was a little hot, he opened his school uniform, revealing the white T-shirt inside, he crossed his waist with one hand, and twisted his eyebrows: "Feng Qingyue, you have ignored me for a morning."

The little girl still ignored it, and his voice softened: "Ancestor, you are really my ancestor, what do you say you are doing so angry and holding back?" If you don't hit me twice to get angry, I'll be distressed. ”

Feng Qingyue reacted at this time, and was ashamed of Jiang Yuye's harassy words! They haven't written a word yet, if you listen to the teaching director, you must think that they are in early love.

She had a small face: "In front of the public, pay attention to the words."

Jiang Yuye choked, okay, he understood, seeing this attitude, he would definitely abandon him after graduation.

His mood turned cloudy and rainy, and he followed behind Feng Qingyue sullenly, holding a plate and handing it to the cafeteria aunt to make food.

Feng Qingyue quietly skimmed him, and saw that he had a gloomy face, which caused the cafeteria aunt to think that she had less food, and gave him an extra spoonful, and the entire canteen had the most food for him.

His neckline was slightly open, and even his shoulder blades were faintly bruised, Feng Qingyue retracted his gaze, can he fall like this when he stepped on a skateboard? Still hurt your face? Did Jiang Yuye treat her like a fool?

She was really angry because Jiang Yuye didn't tell her the truth.

She found a place to sit down, and Jiang Yuye sat opposite her, without speaking, and ate with her head buried.

After school in the afternoon, Feng Qingyue still had to go to the training class, but she was on duty today, she wiped the window with a rag, and Jiang Yuye sat in the position to watch her tiptoe to the corner of the window sill.

After wiping it clean, he passed by him, and Jiang Yuye really couldn't stand the cold violence, he pulled Feng Qingyue's wrist, met her starry eyes, and confessed deflatedly: "I...... Okay, I'll confess to you, I didn't want to fight, this time it was an accident......"

Feng Qingyue pursed his lips and whispered, "I was beaten, or did I fight back?"

Feng Qingyue has seen Jiang Yuye fighting, he rarely makes himself so embarrassed, even if he fought with Xiao Yiheng in his previous life, he also had the upper hand, beating people to death, and he rarely suffered any injuries.

Even the last time he beat Brother Leopard, it was his unilateral venting.

This time, he must have caused some big trouble again to make such a mess of himself.

Feng Qingyue sighed lightly: "I know."

He let go of her, and Feng Qingyue walked out of the classroom.

Jiang Yuye kicked the chair next to him irritably, and the movement made startled the students of Class 6 who were wiping the blackboard in front of him, Jiang Yuye's eyebrows were fierce: "Look at what you see, get out when you clean up."

The student in Class 6 was so frightened by him that he ran away.

After the classroom was cleaned, Jiang Yuye looked sideways at Wutong Dao outside the window, it was time to get out of school, Yuan Yu and he followed a few brothers to play ball, and the other students went out of the campus in groups, talking and laughing, at this time Feng Qingyue should go to the training class.

Jiang Yuye looked down at his wrist again, if he didn't use his wrist to block the stick, otherwise he would not be as simple as bruises on his hands.

However, Jiang Yuye is used to it, he doesn't even bother to apply medicine when he is alone, the difference between applying medicine is that the injury heals quickly and slowly, he is used to letting the injury heal itself.

He sat and calmed down for nearly ten minutes before packing his bag and preparing to go home.

Hearing the sound of footsteps at the door of the classroom, Jiang Yuye looked up at the back door, the orange sunset left a circle of light on the door, Feng Qingyue slowly walked in against the sunset, the bangs in front of her forehead were scattered on both sides by the wind, revealing a smooth forehead, and under the light of the sunset, her black eyes were covered with a layer of warmth.

Jiang Yuye looked at her stunned, she didn't appear in the classroom in the training class at this point, so she asked, "Why are you still here?"

Only then did he see Feng Qingyue holding an ointment in his hand.

Feng Qingyue didn't respond to his words, but instead sat down beside him, unscrewed the ointment, and turned his head to look at him: "Stretch out your hand."

Jiang Yuye subconsciously handed over her wrist, she reached out and rolled up his sleeve, revealing the wound on her wrist, when she was hidden, she only saw bruises, but in fact, there was a hole, and there was blood oozing out when she squeezed hard.

Seeing this, Jiang Yuye wanted to withdraw his wrist, but Feng Qingyue's soft little hand grabbed him and said softly, "Don't move."

She squeezed out the ointment and gently rubbed it with her fingers with her serious eyes.

Jiang Yuye just looked at her side face, she bent her head, revealing a fair and delicate back of her neck, extending up to her glossy earlobes, half-drooping eyelashes, and slightly pursing her rosy and full lips.

He didn't pay attention to the injury on his hand, maybe because the pain was the same, he only thought that at most the skin was bruised and swollen, and he didn't expect it to break.

The touch on her wrist was very soft, and Feng Qingyue's movements were very gentle, as if she was afraid of hurting him, so she was a little cautious.

Jiang Yuye couldn't say what it was like to feel at this moment, as if a lonely traveler had found an oasis in the dry desert, and the wounded lone bird had won the pity of passers-by when he stopped to lick his wounds.

This is the first time someone has medicated him because he was injured.

When she was a child, she was injured by Wen Linshu, probably afraid that he would be interrupted, but she just broke his forehead, and when the blood flowed, she viciously refused to allow him to take medicine.

He washed away the blood and sat in the corner waiting for the wound to slowly scab over and heal.