The weakling is reborn: the delicate one comes into my arms

"Thank you."

"Hey, no, no, no, you guys hurry up and hurry up. There are a lot of students in front of us."

The old man collected the money and put the lid back on the big basin of jelly.

Although it was autumn, the sun was still quite hot at the moment. He took off his straw hat and fanned himself, looking at the two brisk figures in front of him, one tall and one short, carrying large backpacks and dressed in camouflage green from head to toe. .

There were several deep smiles on the dark old face. He skillfully poured out a scoop of orange honey from the long-mouthed pot and sighed:

"Hey, you are young~"

A long one-way cement road, winding with no end in sight, was gradually obscured by tall and low buildings in front of it.

Both sides of the road are lined with lush cherry blossom trees, with large and small pink flowers hidden in the green leaves, absorbing the cool breeze and warm sunshine, quietly waiting for the best time to bloom.

Tang Jiao held a large cup of jelly in both hands and took a sip as he walked.

The silky and elastic taste, mixed with the honey fragrance, slid over the mouthpiece. She sighed with satisfaction and narrowed her eyes in comfort.

"Hmm~ It's delicious! It's sweet and refreshing, with no bitter taste at all."

"Xiao Jingchuan, take a bite too!"

She raised the cup to Xiao Jingchuan's mouth and urged in a sweet voice: "Hurry up, it will quench your thirst!"

Xiao Jingchuan looked at the straw that was about to reach his mouth, a smile appeared on his lips, and he lowered his head and was about to take it in his mouth.

Only then did Tang Jiao realize that she had sucked on this straw!

It has her saliva on it!

Die!Die!

Come out, Tang Jiao, your mind is gone!

She wanted to shrink her hand shyly, but was held tightly.

Xiao Jingchuan looked at her, leaned down, slightly opened his thin lips, and took the thick light pink straw in his mouth.

The sound of jelly and sugar water being sucked was heard.

Tang Jiao felt like his head was like a boiling kettle.

"It's so sweet."

Xiao Jingchuan looked at Tang Jiao with a smile, who was so nervous that he was holding a cup and walking on the same hands and feet.

"Yeah, right, I just said it's very sweet."

Tang Jiao stiffened his neck and stared ahead. As he spoke, he took a big sip from the straw and chewed with his cheeks bulging.

Then he looked down at the route pretending to be busy, raised his left hand and held the booklet between his two fingers.

"Next, we should go to..."

Xiao Jingchuan pinched it with two slender fingers and pulled out the shaky booklet from between her fingers. He said helplessly and funnyly: "You can eat in peace. I can't tell the way even if I look at you."

Tang Jiao: "..."

From the moment he set out until now, Tang Jiao, who was extremely positive and always misread the map and pointed the wrong way, felt like his body was full of arrows.

She murmured in a low voice, "That, those were all accidents..."

Xiao Jingchuan responded with a smile on his lips.

"Yes, yes, after all, accidents happen."

accident.

It does happen from time to time.

"Ouch!"

There was a short, childish cry of pain nearby, and an old, unmanned Phoenix bicycle suddenly appeared in the side road, rushing out from the ramp.

The two people who happened to reach the fork in the road were the first to bear the brunt.

The moment Xiao Jingchuan heard the sound, he immediately reached out and tried to grab Tang Jiao, but he didn't have time and Kankan only grabbed the backpack.

Tang Jiao was pulled unsteadily by the force of the backpack and Xiao Jingchuan. She stumbled and staggered Xiao Jingchuan, who hurriedly turned to protect her.

boom!

Boom!

After the two sounds, the only sounds left were the chirping of birds in the treetops and the rustling of leaves in the wind on a quiet path at the urban-rural fringe.

The wheel and pedals of the bicycle that fell aside were still idling rapidly, and the sweet jelly was fed to the earth through misfortune.

Two people dressed in dark green camouflage from head to toe overlapped and fell on the dusty cement ground. From a distance, they looked like a rolling green hillside.

It took Tang Jiao a long while to open his eyes. A clear blue sky filled his eyes, fine dust was flying, and the sky was spinning.

There was a huge backpack cushioning her behind. She turned her head with difficulty and found Xiao Jingchuan's arm still cushioning the back of her head.

He closed his eyes, his handsome eyebrows furrowed, and his long eyelashes trembled slightly.

Then, she met a pair of charming deep eyes as deep as the lake and sea.

Xiao Jingchuan's eyelids moved slightly, hissed and frowned, looking at the wide-eyed Tang Jiao, he asked hoarsely:

"Are you all right?"

Feeling the arms behind his head trembling slightly, Tang Jiao quickly put his elbows on the ground and sat up.

"I'm fine, how about you? Did your hand get hurt by me?"

She anxiously grabbed Xiao Jingchuan's arm to pull him up.

"It's okay, I knocked a muscle and it's numb."

Xiao Jingchuan pressed her hand, sat up and felt every part of her body. He stood up neatly in a half-squat while stretching his hand in front of Tang Jiao.

"Get up."

The slender white hand was held by the broad palm, and with a gentle pull, Tang Jiao stood up with the help of his strength.

"Ah, hiss—"

There was a sharp pain in my foot.

A piece of blood oozed from the low and thin ankle bone. Maybe he didn't completely avoid the bicycle and was scratched.

"Don't look."

Xiao Jingchuan took a step closer, held the side of Tang Jiao's face with his big hands, and turned her head towards him.

After Tang Jiaoxuxu stood firm on his tiptoes, he squatted down and gently pulled up the slightly stiff camouflage uniform trouser legs, revealing his delicate white calves.

"Try rolling your ankles."

Xiao Jingchuan held Tang Jiao's calf and said softly: "Hold me, be gentle, and try to see if it hurts."

Tang Jiao bent down and held Xiao Jingchuan's shoulders, moved his ankles hesitantly, and answered obediently.

"It doesn't seem to hurt much."

"Don't be afraid, it's not sprained."

Xiao Jingchuan put down his backpack and quickly took out tissues, mineral water and a pack of band-aids from the side pocket.

"Be patient, the wound is stained with mud, let's just take care of it first."

The cool water slowly flowed through the burning wound. Tang Jiao was so painful that he spoke in a loud voice: "Why are you wearing a band-aid?"

“Be prepared for outdoor activities.”

Xiao Jingchuan lowered his head and helped Tang Jiao clean his wounds skillfully and gently.

"Brother Jingchuan, you are really amazing~"

Hearing the serious and humid compliment, Xiao Jingchuan raised his lips and laughed silently.

"Woooooo~~~"

A suppressed whimper came slowly.

The two of them turned around and noticed a child in his early six or seven years sitting on the slope of the fork in the road.

Wearing yellow long sleeves and brown bloomers, his whole body was as dirty and wrinkled as if he had rolled three times in the mud.

The fleshy little hand was raised, and the palm of the palm was gray and oozing with blood. His face was in shock, and tears were quietly flowing down his face.

Seeing that no one noticed him for a long time, Xu Shi couldn't hold back his tears.