His hand was broken by Ye Xijue!

At that moment, the entire stadium was silent, only the boy's faint moans could be heard, piercing the hearts of everyone like a sharp knife.



"Take out your hand."

Outside the stadium, on a quiet stone chair, Chu Xia ordered Ye Xijue.

"What are you good at?" Ye Xijue looked at Chu Xia, his wine-red eyes were completely gone from the haze and coldness just now, and even a little mild, unlike his eyes.

Hey, why didn't I notice it a few days ago, Chu Xia really looks more and more beautiful.

Ye Xijue thought seriously.

Chu Xia was speechless after being looked at by him, and gave him a hard look, "I saw that your hands seemed to be bleeding, so I went to my bag to get some tissues and band-aids, and I will deal with them briefly first, and I will accompany you to the infirmary."

Ye Xijue was taken aback.

He didn't stretch out his hand but looked straight at Chu Xia, his wine-red eyes sparkled like glazed glass, "So you left to get me a Band-Aid?"

"Yeah, don't just talk, quickly stretch out your hand... Uh, what are you doing?"

Ye Xijue suddenly embraced Chu Xia, his smile never slipping away from his face from the beginning to the end.

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