When Wen Xuan finished the call with Ling Ling, Sai Cao Liu walked over to him and said with a smile: "Yo, you are so happy to smile, is it a beautiful woman who has an appointment?"

Wen Xuan glared at Sai Caoliu with a smile on his face, then turned around, and while taking out the clothes he was going to wear from the closet, he said, "It's Ling Ling, uh, it's the girl who helped us fool the boss away this morning, she told me to go down for a while, and I don't know what she wants to do?"

"A girl is looking for a boy to come out so late, so what else can she do?

Wen Xuan turned his head and glanced at Sai Caoliu, and said, "She's not that kind of girl, besides, she's not my girlfriend yet, what's going on!"

"I can think of her as your girlfriend! You don't want to think about how romantic this afternoon is! At that time, she was clearly going to make things difficult for you, but you accepted her difficulties without fear, and proposed to the cold-blooded instructor to carry the punishment of twenty push-ups for her, and finally fulfilled your promise to her, how romantic it is!"

As she walked back to his bed, she said, "Remember, how nervous she was when she saw you actually lay down and do push-ups for her! After all, if she really wants to make things difficult for you, and you lie down and do push-ups for her to do exactly what she wants to challenge you, then why should she pull your arm!"

He opened his wardrobe and continued: "Ah ghost, I feel that you have a play tonight, let's chase after the victory! But no matter what, you better take care of your own business first! Look at your fingers are swollen!" He took out a piece of ointment from the wardrobe and threw it to Wen Xuan, saying: "When you apply this, it may be a little painful, bear with it yourself! If you don't deal with it, it may be pus tomorrow!"

Wen Xuan looked at his fingers carefully after the ointment thrown by the grass pomegranate, and it was really red and swollen, and he couldn't straighten it up, and there was a trace of pain from time to time.

He shook the ointment at Saicao and said gratefully, "Thank you!"

"What's there to thank for!" Sai Caoliu smiled slightly and said, "If you really want to thank me, when you come back, if the canteen hasn't closed yet, bring me some sugar water." Speaking of this, a vague smile suddenly appeared on his face, and he said, "If you don't come back all night tonight, then you don't need it!"

"If I really don't come back today, how about bringing you breakfast tomorrow morning!"

"I'm afraid you won't be able to come back tomorrow morning with weak legs!"

Wen Xuan smiled, didn't say anything, and began to lower his head, smearing the ointment.

That night, Wen Xuan walked downstairs from the west ladder of the boys' dormitory. The West Ladder is the staircase near the back door.

When Wen Xuan walked down from the West Ladder, from a distance, he saw Ling Ling standing alone at the gate of the boys' dormitory.

The evening breeze brushed her shoulder-length hair like a pile of crows. Her long flowing hair and the plain white dress she wore tonight made her look so beautiful that even the boys who passed by couldn't stop looking at her.

But it was a pity that Ling Ling's eyes were not on those passing boys at all, she stood motionless at the door of the boys' dormitory, looking at Wen Xuan who was walking towards her with a smile on her face.

When Wen Xuan walked in front of her, she put her hands behind her back, leaned forward a little and said, "Let's go for a walk!"

Wen Xuan smiled, didn't say anything, just nodded, and walked silently behind Ling Ling.

That night, the moonlight was charming, and the huge campus seemed to be coated with a thin layer of frost by the white moonlight, which had a poetic feeling.

Along the way, Wen Xuan had been silently following Ling Ling, never catching up, walking side by side with Ling Ling.

This made Ling Ling feel very strange, and he secretly looked at Wen Xuan behind him a few times. But each time, she saw Wen Xuan intently lowering his head and blowing his fingers, and when he sensed that she was looking at him, he immediately hid his hands behind him and smirked at her.

"How are your fingers now, do they hurt?"

In the end, Ling Ling couldn't help it, stopped, turned to Wen Xuan and asked.

Ling Ling turned around without warning, making the absent-minded Wen Xuan unable to hold back for a while, and collided with Ling Ling.

I saw that Ling Ling's feet were unstable, and he staggered back a few steps.

After she stood still, she raised her head, pouted her mouth, looked at Wen Xuan with some grievances, and didn't know whether she was angry or what, and said, "What are you doing tonight? Are you angry with me? I know that I shouldn't have done that to you this afternoon." But I didn't really know how to make your hands like that. I thought those push-ups would be easy for you guys. ”

She pursed her lips, sniffled, and said, "Before I came, I had secretly tried a few things in the dormitory, and it hurt. So I can guess what it's like to do that push-up on that sports field with so many little sand and rocks!"

She stretched out her little hand towards Wen Xuan and said, "Take your hand out!"

Wen Xuan was stunned for a moment, and asked with a puzzled face, "What are you doing with it?"

"Don't care!" After speaking, Ling Ling didn't care whether Wen Xuan would hand her hand or not, he directly reached over his hand, took Wen Xuan's hand, and looked at it seriously by the bright white moonlight.

When she noticed that Wen Xuan's fingers were even more red and swollen than when she looked at them before, she raised her head and said with some reproach, "Why don't you put on some ointment yourself?"

Wen Xuan smiled awkwardly, habitually wanting to reach over and grab his head. But this grab, the raw pain in his hand immediately made his face wrinkled.

As soon as Ling Ling saw Wen Xuan like that, he hurriedly held his other hand in his hand, and while watching, he asked nervously, "What's wrong with you?"

Wen Xuan shook his head and said with a wry smile: "It's okay, it's just a little painful." Wen Xuan withdrew his hand and said with a wry smile: "Actually, my hand is not as strict as you think." It's just that when I was just about to come down, a buddy in the dormitory gave me an ointment and asked me to apply it. But who knows, after wiping it, it hurts more and more, and it feels a little hot!"

After speaking, he put his hand to his mouth, blew it, and said solemnly: "I don't know if his ointment has expired, I have to complain to him when I go back!"

After Ling Ling heard this, she looked left and right and found that there was a long wooden chair near her. She pointed to the wooden chair and said, "Let's go there, I'll give you some other medicine!"

After saying that, she took Wen Xuan's arm and walked towards the long wooden chair.

After Wen Xuan sat down, she took out a pack of tissues from her coat pocket, pulled one out, and gently wiped off the ointment given by Saicao Pomegranate, and then took out a piece of ointment from her coat pocket, and said softly while applying the ointment to Wen Xuan: "I'll give you this ointment later, you can take it back and apply it once in the morning, lunch and evening!"

Wen Xuan hurriedly smiled and said, "I don't want your ointment!"

Ling Ling was shocked, immediately stopped the movement in his hand, raised his head, looked at Wen Xuan in a daze, and said, "Why?"

Wen Xuan smiled: "Because if you give me the ointment, then you won't be able to apply the ointment to me like you do now." Then I might as well not have to!"

Ling Ling snorted coldly, stuffed the ointment into Wen Xuan's hand, and said, "Don't say that in the future, I won't help you apply it now!"

Wen Xuan pursed his lips, shrugged his shoulders, and pretended to be helpless and said, "Okay then! Then I'll let my fingers wait for the inflammation to get better! But don't worry, I won't complain when the time comes, it's you who caused the pain of my fingers to get worse!"

"Scoundrel!" Ling Ling glared at Wen Xuan, took the ointment back, and began to use the ointment on Wen Xuan's other hand again.

Wen Xuan smiled, raised his head, looked at the moonlight above his head, and said as if to himself, "Today's moon is so beautiful!"

"So what?" Ling Ling asked.

"That's important, because I need this moon to bless me!"

Ling Ling raised his head and looked at Wen Xuan's face and asked, "Bless you what? make your fingers a little faster."

Wen Xuan lowered his head, met Ling Ling's gaze, and said with a burning gaze: "No, I hope the moon god blesses me to be able to soak you in this semester!"