Song of Glass

The matter of military training was new for a few days, and after a week, there were wailing everywhere.

Before Cheng Er complained about Jiao Wangyu's coquettishness, Jiao Wangyu was quite unconvinced at first, but in the second week of military training, he had another problem-sprained his foot while running.

Jiao Wangyu felt that the purpose of the military training was simply to make him make a fool of himself in front of his new classmates. He just ran for a while and accidentally stepped on a small stone. , directly threw a dog to eat shit, and also knocked down a few people around him by the way.

However, everyone else just fell down, nothing else happened, but for him, not only his palm was rubbed against the ground, but his ankle was immediately swollen.

The military training phalanx stood according to height, with the tallest at the front and the shortest at the end, Pu Songqiu was the first in the first row, Jiao Wangyu was not short, and the two were very close.

Jiao Wangyu fell over here, and there was movement. Pu Songqiu didn't turn his head at first, but when he heard someone calling Jiao Wangyu's name, he turned around immediately.

When he saw that Jiao Wangyu was being helped up, he couldn't stand still, but he was very obediently apologizing to the other people who were brought down by him.

The instructor came over with a displeased face and asked what was going on, glanced at Jiao Wangyu's ankle, and told him to go to the school hospital.

Jiao Wangyu couldn't leave, the tall and strong Jian Shao was about to stand up to see him off, but Pu Songqiu was already a step ahead.

Pu Songqiu: "Report!"

The instructor looked at him.

"He can't go, I'll send him off."

The instructor frowned at him, and originally wanted to teach him a lesson, but felt that the boy's tone didn't sound like a report at all, but looked at Jiao Wangyu's ankle, waved his hand, and let them go.

Pu Songqiu went over, wrapped Jiao Wangyu's arm around his neck, and walked slowly outside the stadium with half support and half hug.

Jiao Wangyu sighed: "I am so unlucky."

Pu Songqiu didn't speak.

"Hey, but I sprained my ankle, so I shouldn't need to train for the next few days." Thinking of this, Jiao Wangyu was quite happy.

During the two weeks of military training, he got tanned several degrees, and sunscreen was useless at all.

Not only was he tanned, he was sunburned.

When washing his face in the past few days, his face hurts to death. Cheng Er said that he kept screaming as soon as he washed his face. Those who didn't know thought that someone killed a pig in the dormitory.

A sprained ankle is not all a bad thing, at least he can rest for a few days.

"You are optimistic." Pu Songqiu frowned, staring at his ankles.

Jiao Wangyu chuckled and said, "There's nothing you can do if you're not optimistic, and it's not good to call mommy's feet with a mournful face."

Pu Songqiu helped him out of the stadium like this, to a place where no one else could see him outside.

"You stand against the tree first."

"Ah?" Jiao Wangyu didn't understand, but because he couldn't stand firmly, he could only obey obediently.

He stood upright, but he didn't expect that Pu Songqiu bent down in front of him with his back turned to him.

"I'll carry you on my back," Pu Songqiu said, "otherwise it would be too slow."

His tone was not at all turbulent, as if he was telling Jiao Wangyu to eat fried rice with eggs tonight.

When he grew up so big, only his father was the one who had the experience of worrying about the rain. Not counting when he was a child, but after he started to remember things when he grew up, only his father once had a heavy rain in the city when he was in elementary school. The road in front of his house was flooded, and water accumulated In the deepest place, an adult man walked over to the water up to his waist. At that time, they were after school, and his father and a few uncles were carrying these children back and forth across the road.

After that there is no more.

It's embarrassing for a guy over 1.8 meters to be carried on his back.

"No need," Jiao Wangyu said, "move there slowly."

Pu Songqiu looked back at him: "It's too slow."

In fact, Pu Songqiu is not afraid of slowness, if he walks slowly, he will spend more time alone with Jiao Wangyu, but the more he walks, the more painful Jiao Wangyu's feet will be, he can't stand this.

Jiao Wangyu thought he was in a hurry to go back, and in the midst of being ashamed of being carried and wasting his time, he finally decided to have the cheek to let Pu Songqiu carry him.

He leaned forward and lay on Pu Songqiu's back, wrapping his hands around Pu Songqiu's neck.

Pu Songqiu lifted him up very skillfully, and at the same time said: "Hold tight."

Jiao Wangyu lay on his back, but he was actually too embarrassed to hug him too tightly: "Am I too heavy?"

Jiao Wangyu is not fat, but after all, the height is there, even if he is thin and bone-like, at a height of more than 1.8 meters, the bones are quite heavy.

"It's okay." Pu Songqiu easily carried him on his back, and walked towards the school hospital.

Jiao Wangyu actually felt a little strange, why did Pu Songqiu carry him after he came out of the stadium, was it to save face for him?Afraid of being seen and laughed at by others?

If so, that's kind of sweet.

After three o'clock in the afternoon, those of other grades who have classes are in class, and those who don't have classes will not hang out outside. All their freshmen are training in the stadium, and there are very few people walking around the campus.

It's a long way from the stadium to the school hospital, and it's an uphill walk, Jiao Wangyu suddenly wished that he could become a cloud, and when he lay on Pu Songqiu's body, he would be light and light, so that he wouldn't be tired.

Pu Songqiu walked forward with Jiao Wangyu on his back, always maintaining a constant speed, and he didn't seem to be struggling at all.

Jiao Wangyu said, "You're pretty good."

Pu Songqiu replied: "I'm used to it."

His "getting used to it" made Jiao Wangyu a little confused, and subconsciously asked, "You can get used to this? What did you do every day before?"

Pu Songqiu was silent for a long time, he hesitated whether to tell Jiao Wangyu these things.

After walking a few meters, Pu Songqiu said: "I used to carry my dad up and down the stairs, but you are lighter than him... before."

Hearing this, Jiao Wangyu felt that something was wrong, frowned and asked cautiously, "What's wrong, uncle?"

Paralyzed?

For what?

"Cancer." Pu Songqiu said, "He was about as tall as you before he got sick, and heavier than you."

Pu Songqiu's tone was very flat, but Jiao Wangyu still felt a chill run up his spine.

He didn't dare to ask his uncle how he was doing now, for fear that getting a bad answer would stir up his sadness.

Pu Songqiu found that Jiao Wangyu had stopped talking, worried that he would make the topic a little heavy, so he changed the subject and said, "You're actually a little thin."

Jiao Wangyu smiled: "Then I'll have another bowl of rice tonight."

He laughed, and Pu Songqiu laughed too, and the atmosphere eased a lot.

Seeing that he was about to arrive at the school hospital and happened to be passing by Yingzong's dormitory building, Jiao Wangyu suddenly heard someone calling him, looked up and saw that the upstairs window was open, and Yingzong poked his head out.

It was such a coincidence.

Yingzong actually had class in the afternoon, but he didn't want to go. He slept in the dormitory, and after waking up, he sat on the window sill in the corridor and smoked. The reason for sending water is to get acquainted with Pu Songqiu with a bottle of water.

Unexpectedly, before he finished smoking a cigarette, he looked down and saw that the person was downstairs.

"What's the matter?" Ying Zong was a little surprised.

Surprisingly, I didn't expect to see Jiao Wangyu.

What was even more surprising was that Pu Songqiu was carrying Jiao Wangyu on his back.

Pu Songqiu also looked up, and casually asked Jiao Wangyu, "Who is it?"

He doesn't remember Ying Zong's appearance, and for him, he doesn't remember unimportant people and things.

"Senior." Jiao Wangyu replied, then raised his head and stretched out his hand to greet Ying Zong.

"What are you doing?" Ying Zong looked a little sour, why did he carry it on his back?

"A sprained ankle!" Jiao Wangyu said, "Let's go to the school hospital!"

Pu Songqiu originally stopped when he heard someone called Jiao Wangyu, but when he heard that this person was the senior, he walked away.

Ying Zong took a puff of his cigarette, rolled his eyes, and immediately jumped off the window sill, running towards the outside of the dormitory.

Jiao Wangyu saw that Yingzong disappeared from the window and didn't take it seriously anymore, and murmured with Pu Songqiu whether he needed to avoid something when he sprained his ankle.

We were discussing, and then a person caught up.

"Why is your foot still sprained?" Ying Zong followed and looked at Jiao Wangyu with concern.

Jiao Wangyu was a little surprised, thinking that he is so attractive?

"It's okay," Jiao Wangyu smiled awkwardly, "I accidentally fell."

"Which foot?" Ying Zong walked beside Pu Songqiu, saying that he wanted to see Jiao Wangyu's ankle, but in fact his eyes turned to Pu Songqiu.

Although Pu Songqiu had no contact with this Yingzong, he didn't like it.

On the one hand, he felt that this person was too attentive to Jiao Wangyu, and on the other hand, he thought that Jiao Wangyu was not very happy when he came back yesterday.

And they didn't realize that Ying Zong's goal wasn't Jiao Wangyu at all.

"It's okay, it's okay, just go and have a look later." Jiao Wangyu refused, while Pu Songqiu has already quickened his pace.

Ying Zong must find a way to get what he wants. He has always known that he is not a kind person, and his reputation has already spread in his grade and his department.

Not too bad, but not great either.

But Jiao Wangyu and the others didn't know.

Pu Songqiu walked forward quickly, hoping that this person would realize that they did not welcome him, and let him leave on his own.

But Ying Zong didn't care about that, the more indifferent Pu Songqiu was, the more fun he found it.

"Let me go with you," Ying Zong said, "When you arrive at the school hospital, you have to go through procedures to get the medical records and so on. You are not familiar with it. It will be more convenient for me to go with you."

People who don't know the truth will think that he is a warm-hearted and kind senior, but the two people in it feel a little troubled.

Jiao Wangyu was embarrassed to refuse, but Pu Songqiu didn't care about that much.

He turned his head to look at Ying Zong, and said coldly, "No, it's fine for him to be with me."

Ying Zongyou was calmed by his tone, but he was only taken aback for a moment, and then said with a pitiful look: "I seem to have a hot face with a cold butt."

Jiao Wangyu was so embarrassed that he wanted to explain something, but Pu Songqiu preempted him: "Yes."

After he finished speaking, he continued to move forward with Jiao Wangyu behind his back, while Ying Zong stayed where he was.

Ying Zong looked at their backs as they walked away, sneered, then turned around and walked back with the key in his hand.

作者有话要说：感谢在2020-06-2706:35:09~2020-06-2807:52:19期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels who threw the landmines: Xiang Bei, Yuan Louxi, Can't Climb, Gu Ansheng, Liangcha, 140 Billion Light Years, Mo T1;

Thanks to the little angel of the irrigation nutrient solution: 3 bottles of Yizhaosan; 2 bottles of Gufan Yunwaishu; 1 bottle of Yuanlouxi;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!