I Treat You as a Brother

While Fang Mo was talking, he was still covering his right ankle with his hand.It seems that he accidentally fell down the stairs and sprained his ankle.

Xu Xiran hurried over, but didn't immediately reach out to help.He squatted down in front of Fang Mo, looked down at his ankle, and asked, "Does it hurt?"

Fang Mo nodded: "A little bit."

"let me see."

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand, slowly rolled up Fang Mo's trousers, and carefully pulled down a small section of his socks, exposing his bare ankles.

Fang Mo's hand froze in mid-air, and he didn't dare to move. When he spoke, his tone was disturbed: "Is it not swollen?"

Xu Xiran looked back and forth from different angles for a while: "It looks okay now, a little red. Can't move at all?"

"I can move, but it hurts when I move." Fang Mo said.

Xu Xiran thought for a while, then stretched out her hand: "Let me help you back to the dormitory first."

Just after going down two steps, Fang Mo's face turned red.

Seeing him panicking, Xu Xiran was very nervous: "It hurts? Do you want me to carry you?"

The way they move now is that Fang Mo's left arm is hooked around Xu Xiran's neck, and his right hand is holding on to the railing of the stairs. Xu Xiran is holding his left arm with one hand and the other around his waist to help him keep his balance, allowing him to keep his balance. Jump down on one foot.

Always felt strangely dangerous.

"No need," Fang Mo shook his head without looking at him, "That's it, I can do it."

So Xu Xiran could only continue to support him and watch him wobble and jump down step by step.

"My clothes are even dirtier now," he complained to Fang Mo in a low voice, "Did you sit half of them under your butt just now?"

Fang Mo is now casually holding that poor shirt in his hands. It is not only dirty, but also very wrinkled.

"You're really annoying," Fang defaulted, looking at the steps under his feet seriously, "Can I buy you a new one?"

"That's what you said," Xu Xiran intentionally wasn't polite to him, "Can I choose by myself then?"

"No," Fang Mo jumped down the last step, "Wear whatever you want, whether you want it or not."

After that, the flat walkway is much more convenient to move.

Xu Xiran supported Fang Mo all the way to the door of [-]. He wanted to turn the doorknob, but Fang Mo stopped him.

He frowned, raised his hand and asked in a low voice, "Although it's a little dirty...but why don't you..."

"Huh?" Xu Xiran was puzzled for a moment.

Before Fang Mo could explain, the bedroom door in front of him opened automatically.

The people in the door originally wanted to go out, but when they suddenly saw the two of them, they were obviously taken aback.

"What are you doing?!" He widened his eyes and asked the two people who were half hugging each other outside the door.

"Give way first," Xu Xiran said to Fang Mo's roommate, "Fang Mo's ankle is sprained, I'll help him in."

The opponent immediately turned sideways to make way for a passage.

After Xu Xiran put Fang Mo on the chair, he just stood up straight, and found that the eyes of the other three people in the dormitory were all glued to him.

This is very strange.Their roommate Fang Mo sprained his ankle, so why should he care about it? Why are they still staring at him, a kind-hearted person who promotes style without saying a word?

"Where did he fall?" asked the person who opened the door just now.

"On the stairs," Xu Xiran said, "it's the corner of the stairs between the third and fourth floors. Do you have anything..."

He originally wanted to ask, do you have something cold for him to apply first, but his voice gradually died down.

Those people were still staring at him, each with weirder expressions.Facing the indescribable stares of the three people, Xu Xiran was about to ask, when he suddenly recovered and found the problem.

His upper body was still naked.The dirty clothes are now in a mess, and Fang Mo is still holding them in his hands.He didn't pay attention to it just now, but now he looked intently, probably because Fang Mo fell down on the corner of his clothes and pulled it forcefully due to inertia, and actually tore a small hole.

"Stairs? At the corner of the stairs? Are you in that kind of place?" The roommate looked in disbelief. "Is it that exciting? Why don't you go to the fire escape?"

"No, I..." Xu Xiran was in pain, "I wasn't there when he fell, I just heard the sound..."

Apparently no one believed him.Even Liu Xiaochang had disbelief written on his face.

He looked Xu Xiran up and down, and asked tentatively, "In order to help him, did you tear off his clothes?"

"I..." Xu Xiran was stuck.

No way, can't explain clearly.These few people have determined that the two of them stepped on the ground because it is not appropriate for children to get too involved at the corner of the stairs.

He looked down at Fang Mo.Fang Mo blushed, looked at the ground and said nothing.

"...Do you have anything with a lower temperature?" Xu Xiran simply gave up explaining and chose to deal with more urgent matters, "Let him apply it."

Liu Xiaochang jumped off the bed: "I'll go get some cold water with a towel."

This is an emergency solution, but Xu Xiran is still not at ease.He thought for a while, then leaned down slightly and said to Fangmo: "I'll go to the canteen downstairs, wait for me for a while."

Before going downstairs, Xu Xiran rushed back to the dormitory and put on her clothes.

He bought a few popsicles at the small supermarket outside the accommodation area, and took them back to [-].When he opened the door, Fang Mo's roommates were surrounding him, discussing something in a low voice.

"I bought a popsicle, wrap it in a towel and apply it?" He walked in with the bag in his hand.

Fang Mo's twisted leg rested on another chair.He was bending over, using his hands to secure the folded wet towel around his ankles.

Xu Xiran walked up to him, picked up the towel, unfolded it, and wrapped the popsicle with its packaging inside.Soon, he found that such a hard lump couldn't fit Fang Mo's skin, and it was inconvenient to apply.After thinking for a while, he took out the popsicle again, squatted on the ground and smashed it carefully before wrapping it in the towel again.

When he finally put the towel wrapped in crushed ice cubes on Fang Mo's ankles, he suddenly found that the whole dormitory had become quiet again.Everyone was silent and stared at him.

Xu Xiran's voice and limbs were stiff: "...what's the matter?"

"No, nothing." One of the roommates turned his head unnaturally, "I just checked for him, it should be a muscle strain, not serious. Rest for a while and it will be fine."

Xu Xiran breathed a sigh of relief when he heard the words, lowered his head and said silently to the other party: "Be careful in the future, do you know?"

Fang Mo's roommates all quietly dispersed and returned to their positions, acting as if nothing had happened, looking very deliberate.

Xu Xiran started to feel embarrassed again.

These days, it seems that every unconscious and unintentional move he makes against Fang Mo will be over-interpreted.Unfortunately, if they didn't ask, he didn't even have a chance to explain.Thinking about it again, I felt that it might be useless for him to explain it now.

"You put it on first," he said to Fang Mo, "If you don't see better, or if it's inconvenient to go in and out by yourself, just call me."

Fang Mo nodded.

Xu Xiran felt that it was time for him to leave, but he was worried. After hesitating for a while, he had nothing to say: "Did you take a shower? Can you take a shower by yourself later?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he immediately felt several gazes from behind.

"No, that..." One of Fang Mo's roommates had a tangled tone, "It's a public place after all, can we all be considerate to each other? Can you..."

Xu Xiran didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "I'm just afraid that his feet will be inconvenient, otherwise, why don't you wash with him?"

"No, no, no," the other party waved his hands repeatedly, "I didn't mean that, don't get me wrong, don't worry."

"I've washed it!" Fang Mo interrupted loudly.

When Xu Xiran looked down at him again, he raised his hand and patted Xu Xiran hard: "Go back quickly."

When Xu Xiran finally returned to the dormitory and took a shower, it was already getting late.

There is a message from Fang Mo on the phone.

"Sorry for today, thank you."

Xu Xiran froze for a moment, then smiled.Fang Mo has seldom been so polite in front of him recently, and he must have said this suddenly because he felt really sorry.

This moment should be comforting, but Xu Xiran couldn't help but want to tease him.

"What are you thanking me for? What are you saying sorry to me?"

Not long after he finished sending, the words being input jumped out at the top of the dialog box.Xu Xiran was lying on the bed, watching the line of prompts patiently and with a smile on his face, jumping and jumping.

Fang Mo kept typing for maybe two or three minutes, during which time the line of prompts would disappear and reappear from time to time.Xu Xiran couldn't help imagining how Fang Mo looked at the phone carefully considering the sentence, and wanted to laugh even more because of it.

Unexpectedly, when a new message finally appeared in the dialog box, there were only six short words.

"It's fine if you don't know"

Not even punctuation.

Xu Xiran frowned and stared at those words for a while, then replied, "Is it inconvenient for you to type with one hand while covering the towel with one hand?"

Otherwise, how could the six words last so long.

After thinking about it, he added: "You can make voice calls."

Fang Mo fell silent, even the prompts he was typing were gone, and he didn't reply to any emoticons.

Half an hour later, Xu Xiran sent Fang Mo another message before going to sleep, concerned about his situation.

"Is it swollen?"

This time the response came quickly.Fang Mo sent him a picture of his ankle.Xu Xiran glanced at it, and four slightly inappropriate words popped out of his mind involuntarily.

Red in white.

Fang Mo's skin was originally fair, and this place rarely sees light on weekdays, but now it is slightly swollen, with an unnatural reddish color in part.He also often appears this kind of color scheme on his cheeks recently.Compared with the slightly bulging ankles in the photo, his face is thin, and it looks cute after a little coloring.

Just as he was thinking wildly, Fang Mo sent another message.

"It's still a little swollen, and it hurts when you move."

"Then be honest and don't move around. Do you have class tomorrow?"

Xu Xiran pressed send, thought for a while, and added another sentence.

"Why did you type faster? After taking the photo, hurry up and apply it back."

After sending it over, he felt that it was not complete, so he added again.

"Have all the popsicles melted? Do you want to buy some more?"

But at this time, the access control of the dormitory has already passed.There is no 24-hour convenience store in the school, so it is quite troublesome to go out to buy.

Fang Mo started typing again.

Xu Xiran waited patiently for a long time, but the words that finally appeared on the screen had nothing to do with his question.

"35 years old is too late, let's be 30 years old."

Xu Xiran was at a loss, replied with a question mark, and added: "Was it wrong?"

Fang Mo replied two.

"..."

"Good night."