Song Tingchuan stopped Su Nan, and then saw that there were a few blood marks on the back of her right hand winding and coiling, most of the blood marks had dried up and condensed, only one of them was still flowing a little, and it would condense into drops on her fingertips every once in a while, and then slowly fall.

Su Nan's beauty and beauty already have a cold aura, and now the back of her hand coiled by blood makes her a little more bloody for no reason, like a bewitching blooming flower on the other side, and more like a Shura who crawled out of the hell field.

It's just that Song Tingchuan has no intention of appreciating it.

He has been walking on Su Nan's left hand side, the street lights in the countryside are sparse, and the light is dim along the way, and he has been stuck in his memories and has not been able to pay attention, seeing it at this moment, Song Tingchuan almost wanted to slap himself.

And Su Nan was much calmer than Song Tingchuan.

Seeing Song Tingchuan ask, she lowered her eyes and quietly glanced at her right hand, and then shook her head expressionlessly

"Minor injury, it's fine."

Song Tingchuan had a gloomy face.

He should have thought of it a long time ago.

At that time, the beer bottle was smashed on the telephone pole, and Han Bin was injured by the flying glass shards when he stood farther than Su Nan, how could Su Nan be spared

It's hateful that this girl didn't look strange all the way.

Although it is late autumn now, Su Nan is still dressed relatively thinly, and the glass shards should have cut through her clothes and stabbed directly into the flesh, otherwise there would not be so much blood.

Song Tingchuan clenched his fists, he never thought that one day Su Nan would be injured because of him.

Song Tingchuan's face was full of frost, "Let me see your injuries." ”

After that, he was going to take Su Nan's hand.

Su Nan took a step back and avoided Song Tingchuan's touch.

"I said, it's okay, I'll take care of it myself when I go back, you go home first."

This is the most indifferent and detached Su Nan than in the previous relationship between the two.

And Song Tingchuan didn't have time to think about the reason at the moment.

He was already angry with Su Nan, pointing to the blood stains dripping from behind her, and said coldly to Su Nan

"How long have we walked, your blood is still dripping now, I don't know how much you shed along the way, you tell me you're okay"

Su Nan raised his eyes and looked, but there was still no superfluous expression on his face, "It's really okay, I won't joke with my body, you go back first." ”

This injury was nothing to her.

If Song Tingchuan can really be obedient, it will be hellish to go back.

He looked down at Su Nan, and his tone was overbearing with no doubt, "Either you go home with me first and tie up the wound, or I will send you home." ”

Su Nan raised his eyes and glanced at Song Tingchuan, and after finding that he was not joking, he nodded indispensably

"Then you can send me home."

Song Tingchuan choked.

So she would rather drag it out like this than deal with the wound first

After Su Nan finished speaking, he had already bypassed him and continued to walk forward.

Song Tingchuan pressed the corner of his forehead, and could only catch up.

"Why the hell are you so stubborn?"

This idiot, he's going to be

"There's no why."

Su Nan obviously didn't mean to explain much.

Song Tingchuan's teeth were almost crushed.

Here it came again, and the feeling of being outcast from her world came again.

Song Tingchuan had a cold face, and almost wanted to throw up his sleeves and leave.

He was kicked in the brain by a donkey to fall in love with the idiot in front of him.

The fist hanging by his side tightened and loosened and tightened, and he was still reluctant to leave after all.

He didn't look at this girl, and there were more moths behind him.