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

Showers come and go quickly.

It was completely dark, and the night lights hanging high were on.

The Black Hawk temporary shelter was noisy.

Most of the students have arrived, and many are already impatient to wait and dragging their backpacks around.

When Xiao Jingchuan was led in with Tang Jiao on his back, what he saw was a scene comparable to a vegetable market distribution center.

Then, the whole audience seemed to have pressed the pause button.

An inexplicable sense of stagnation filled the air, and everyone in the venue seemed to be frozen. They all turned to look at the two people at the entrance.

"Xiao Jingchuan."

Tang Jiao buried his face in Xiao Jingchuan's neck and called him softly.

"I'd better come down and walk."

"You can't stand still."

Xiao Jingchuan carried the person on his back calmly, passed through the stunned crowd, and finally met up with the people in the two dormitories.

After another round of waiting and fussing, everything was finally settled.

Tang Jiao sat down on the hard camp dormitory bed with his weak legs, making the iron frame bed creak.

"Ah... came to life."

She turned over slowly, opened her hands, and lay down on the tofu quilt folded in a square shape, letting out a sigh of comfort.

After washing, my whole person seemed completely transformed inside and out, my soul was gone, and even the seams between my bones were soft.

My mind is full of tofu and I can't even muster any energy.

Even if an earthquake, tsunami, or fire alarm happens now, don't let her get up and move even half a meter.

Chen Mili was also lying upside down on the bed, with her head stretched out on the edge of the bed, her long wet hair hanging down, applying the facial mask that Chen Mili had just come to sponsor, and her mouth carefully shrunk into a fish mouth shape to speak.

"I didn't expect that I actually finished walking! 20 kilometers!!! Oh my god! I'm so tired!"

She turned her head and looked at Tang Jiao, who was lying motionless and completely out of power. The gauze on the palm of his hand hanging on the bed had been removed and replaced with several band-aids.

At the resettlement site, there were too many people to ask more questions, and the look in Xiao Jingchuan's eyes meant that no one would ask more questions.

This time she couldn't hold it in any longer and stuck her head out: "Tang Jiao, what happened to you and Xiao Jingchuan on the road? You were carried back! Did you roll down the mountain after doing this?"

Zhuang Tingting, who was sitting by the bed playing with several bottles of skin care products and preparing to give first aid to the sun-exposed skin, paused after hearing this and turned to glance at Tang Jiao.

Zhang Ya also came out of the shower. She wiped her hair and sat on the edge of the bed, looking at Tang Jiao as if she was all ears.

"Ugh……"

Several pairs of piercing eyes stared at his back.

Tang Jiao sighed, turned over with difficulty, sat back on the quilt, gently scratched his palms with his fingers, and briefly told them about his experiences along the way.

"So! Someone locked you up and threw you there?!"

Chen Mili never expected that such a thing would happen, and she jumped up from the bed in shock.

She grabbed off the mask that was in the way and cursed: "How could there be such evil-minded things in the school!"

Tang Jiao still felt a chill on the back of her neck when she thought of the situation at that time. She shrunk her chin and nodded helplessly.

"Why? That man is sick! He should be arrested and sent to the public security bureau! Hiss~ouch!"

Chen Mili was so angry that she hit the bed board hard, which hurt herself.

"Do you remember what that person looks like?" Zhang Ya asked.

Tang Jiao nodded, shook his head, and said helplessly:

"I remember, but I didn't know him. There were so many students in the school...and there should have been two or three of them...I suddenly had my head covered and didn't see anything."

"God! Tang Jiao... Fortunately nothing happened to you. I'm sorry, we shouldn't have let you go back to find that booklet alone. Fortunately, fortunately."

Chen Mili, who was in the next bed, moved over and stretched out his hand to touch Tang Jiao like a child through the bed railing.

Zhuang Tingting concealed the surprise and gloating on her face.

He glanced at Tang Jiao again, with an unclear emotion in his eyes, a mixture of relief and pity.

"Do you want to tell the school?" Zhang Ya asked.

"I don't know...I don't know who wants to trick me like this, and even if I find it, there is no evidence."

Tang Jiao lowered his head and stared at the band-aids stuck all over his palm, picked at his fingers, and said for a long time, "Maybe, maybe he just doesn't like me..."

She scratched her slightly longer hair, which was soft and prickly.

He breathed a sigh of relief and pretended to smile lightly: "After all, it's not surprising that some people in school think I'm a weirdo, haha."

"Tang Jiao..."

Tang Jiao suppressed his complicated emotions and patted Chen Mili's arm.

"Oh~ Isn't this okay? Fortunately, you asked Xiao Jingchuan to find me. Otherwise, I might not know where I am now."

As soon as Xiao Jingchuan was mentioned, Chen Mili's attention was diverted instantly.

She squinted her eyes and glanced at Tang Jiao with a mischievous smile, with a strange expression on her face: "By the way, Tang Jiao~"

"How does it feel to be alone with Xiaoshen for a whole day?"

Tang Jiao was stunned when he heard this.

"Isn't he particularly charming and manly! Every move and every move is charming?" Chen Mili became more and more excited as he talked, and his eyes were shining.

"This is simply a publicly funded date that fell from the sky! I can spend a whole day alone with Xiao Jingchuan, let alone walk 20 kilometers! I can go back and forth twice!"

Tang Jiao licked his dry lips, and there was a little moisture on the thin pink lips, thinking of the girl's thoughts that had just been revealed by Douzi's childlike words.

She scratched her face, turned over a little embarrassed, and buried her face in the quilt to cover her blushing cheeks.

He said vaguely: "Hey... what are you talking about! I, I caused him a lot of trouble on the way."

He couldn't help but reminisce in his mind: "However, Xiao Jingchuan is really awesome! He knows the way without looking at the map, and he can find the stamp spot very quickly. He can do everything..."

Chen Mili held her face in her hands, listening intoxicated and envious.

Zhuang Tingting withdrew her eyes with an ugly expression, threw the essential oil into her cosmetic bag with a snap, and without saying a word, she walked through the excited chatting people with her chin raised and walked out of the balcony.

The slippers on my feet made a snapping sound.

"Tsk, what kind of young lady's temper you have again..." Chen Mili curled her lips and muttered in a low voice.

Zhang Ya glanced at the closed toilet door, then at Tang Jiao who was buried in the bed and knew nothing, and suddenly felt funny.

She raised her eyebrows at Chen Mili: "Maybe I think you are noisy."

"Hey! Zhang Ya, you are standing over her today! You have changed your mind!"

"Pfft... When did Aya's heart lie with you?" Tang Jiao smiled.

She suddenly raised her face, propped up her elbows, sat up slowly, crossed her legs and asked, "Booklet! How many chapters have you collected in total?"

"A group of us only managed to gather 34 people."