"No, we still have to deal with the injury first, even if it's just for disinfection."

Cheng Enxing grabbed the emotional Pan Jiajia, "Don't, just sit down and go out after it gets darker." Cheng Enxing is a person who cares about face. Because of this, she stayed in the underground garage after the incident and did not go out to look for Pan Jiajia, but sent her a location to find her.

Pan Jiajia couldn't resist her, so she had no choice but to give up the idea for the time being, and went to the steps next to her and sat down side by side. She still couldn't help but care about her condition, and tilted her head to look at her face, "Does it hurt?"

Cheng Enxing turned his head to meet her eyes, pointed to the place where his face was painted, "Are you asking this? It doesn't hurt at all."

"Ah? Does it really not hurt?" Pan Jiajia's tone was full of disbelief.

"Really!" Cheng Enxing said it realistically.

Pan Jiajia raised her hand in the next second and pinched her face, "Ah, it hurts so much."

"Puff ha ha ha ha ha ha..." Cheng Enxing was amused by her innocent behavior, "Why are you such a fool, sister, I have experienced many battles, what is this small injury, why do you pinch it yourself? Own."

Pan Jiajia covered her face and explained embarrassingly, "I just wanted to see if it really didn't hurt..."

"You are such a little fool." Cheng Enxing continued to laugh at her wildly.

Pan Jiajia quietly lowered her head, her face flushed a little, she paused and then suddenly asked curiously, "Why did your mother let you live at Teacher Xia's house? Are you still used to it?"

Cheng Enxing calmed down and thought about it, "I'll start, but I can't figure it out. There are so many friends in my mother's circle, but why is she the dean of our school? Later, I understood that my mother wanted to use this to find someone to take care of her." As for me, she is afraid that I will become even more lawless when I am abroad with my dad."

"Pfft." Pan Jiajia even smiled so quietly, covered her mouth and said, "Then is Teacher Xia strict with you?"

Cheng Enxing pursed his lips, "I just thought it was strange, she is so different in her daily life and in school...there is such a contrast, she looks like two different people."

"Wow, I haven't seen another teacher Xia." Pan Jiajia looked curious.

"Then you'd better stop seeing her, or you'll think she has a split personality." Cheng Enxing waved his hand.

Pan Jiajia fiddled with her fingers, but couldn't help but said, "I'm so sorry, my mother said that to you today, and I didn't expect her to come back suddenly."

"Oh, it doesn't matter if I say it already?" Cheng Enxing raised her hand and rubbed her head, then she glanced at the sky outside, "The street lights are all on, let's go, let's go out."

Cheng Enxing's long legs took a long step, Pan Jiajia quickly got up and chased after realizing it, "Let's go out and find a pharmacy."

Cheng Enxing put his hands in his pockets and strode forward, "It's getting late, I'll call you a car to take you home."

"But your injury..." Pan Jiajia wanted to say something else, Cheng Enxing raised his elbow in front of her, "Look, it's almost scabbed over."

Pan Jiajia, who has always been soft and waxy, almost lost her mind after meeting the strong Cheng Enxing. She had insisted on going to the pharmacy, but Cheng Enxing fooled her into a taxi because Cheng Enxing was worried about leaving her alone so late. People go home by car, so they just get into the car with the good people when they get home. Anyway, she doesn't need to walk, so she is not tired.

It was completely dark, and the street lights in the whole city were turned on. Car lights, neon lights, tall skyscrapers, and people working overtime late at night gave the city a completely different look and feel from the daytime. vitality.

Cheng Enxing looked out of the car window quietly, and occasionally lowered her head to turn on the phone screen to check, but still did not receive any news about her parents, but as an optimist, even if she felt lost, it was only for a short second, in a blink of an eye. fleeting.

Xia Fangyu came home late from get off work, dragged her tired body and took out the key to open the door. The room was pitch dark, and then realized that the little girl hadn't come home yet, so she closed the door and turned on the light, and finished changing at the entrance. Shoes, let go and let myself collapse on the sofa, close my eyes, and urge myself to quickly forget all kinds of troublesome people and troubles I encountered during the day's work.

Unexpectedly, after this squint, it was already an hour later when I woke up again.

At this moment, Cheng Enxing and Pan Jiajia got off at their destination, "Go back quickly, I'll just leave like this."

Cheng Enxing was sitting in the car with the door open.

Pan Jiajia stood on the side of the road and waved to her, "Then you should be careful."

Cheng Enxing nodded coolly, then reached out and closed the car door.

Pan Jiajia stood there all the time, watching Cheng Enxing's taxi drive out of sight, then looked away with some reluctance, turned around and walked into the alley alone.

After seeing off Pan Jiajia, Cheng Enxing had to go back by car alone again. Although it was a bit troublesome, at least she could rest assured that her good friend had arrived home safely.

Jiajia is different from Kexin, she is a very well-behaved girl as the saying goes, when she is with her, Cheng Enxing is often willing to take care of her more and play the role of a good big sister.

When Cheng Enxing made friends, he was either a casual acquaintance who didn't care about his heart, or he treated each other sincerely and gave everything.

Even though she has a lot of friends, the only ones she can really pick out are those one or two who are willing to let her spend her heart and soul.

On the way back to the car, Cheng Enxing's cell phone rang suddenly. He opened it and saw that it was from "Sister Xia". It was just a short sentence.

"Will you come back for dinner at night?"

Cheng Enxing glanced at the time on the phone, and it might be nine o'clock when she got back, so he simply replied to the other party: "Don't wait for me, I ate outside."

Seeing this, Xia Fangyu had no choice but to cook a bowl of noodles for dinner by herself, then put on her clothes and went in to take a shower.

Cheng Enxing came back at this point, and stood at the door only to realize that he was in a hurry to go out in the morning, and he didn't bring the spare key that was given to her on the first day, so he had no choice but to ring the doorbell in embarrassment.

She wanted to enter the door quietly, and then go back to the room quietly, but she didn't expect that what she had to face would still be inescapable.

After a while, there were footsteps, and Xia Fangyu opened the door from the inside. What came to his face was a scent of shower gel, like the scent of mint and lime, refreshing and refreshing.

"I... I'm back." Cheng Enxing consciously barged in with his face turned away and his head down, but Xia Fangyu saw him with sharp eyes.

Cheng Enxing shook his head and walked forward when a voice suddenly came from behind.

"wait."

Cheng Enxing was very reluctant to stop, but what his body didn't know was that he was out of control. It seemed that he was born to be more afraid of the words of the dean, and his execution ability was perfect.

But she just paused, she didn't turn around yet, she just turned her back to Xia Fangyu, motionless.

Xia Fangyu walked in front of her wearing slippers, and Cheng Enxing turned his head consciously, using his hair to cover some, but the more she did this, the more attention-grabbing she looked.

"Did you go out and fight with someone?" Xia Fangyu asked immediately.

The tone was very similar to Xia Fangyu's first question when Cheng Enxing was standing in her office at school.

"They want to trouble me, so I'll fight them." Cheng Enxing didn't think he was wrong, and he was ready to confront her tonight.

Unexpectedly, instead of blaming her or reprimanding her, Xia Fangyu calmed down, looked at her face and said to her, "Go sit on the sofa and wait for me, and I'll get you the medicine box. "

"No, there's no need..." Cheng Enxing said impatiently, she felt that she was not so delicate, and this skin injury would heal quickly by herself.

Xia Fangyu took the trouble to repeat what she just said, "You, go sit on the sofa and wait for me, I'll be right over."

Cheng Enxing's throat was choked, and she wanted to say that Xia Fangyu had already walked away. She looked down at herself, and then at the sofa not far away, so she reluctantly moved her body and sat down obediently.

There was a sound of rummaging through boxes, and after a while, Xia Fangyu came over with a medicine box in his arms.

Cheng Enxing's eyes drifted along her footsteps, and finally settled in front of her.

Xia Fangyu, who was sitting in front of Cheng Enxing with a small stool, first opened the medicine box in a calm manner, and took out the disinfectant, OK bandages, medicated oil for bruises, etc. from it in an orderly manner. Then, under Cheng Enxing's unnatural gaze He looked up at her.

Cheng Enxing didn't know what was going on, but she suddenly became nervous. Maybe it was because everything around her was too quiet, or maybe it was because the hands of the wall clock on the wall not far away were ticking, and her heart was pounding faster.

The next second, Xia Fangyu raised his hand and approached her. Cheng Enxing subconsciously ducked back, but Xia Fangyu still touched her, and carefully helped her lift up her hair, which was tied behind her ears, revealing her Delicate little face.

In this way, I can see clearly under the light. I saw Cheng Enxing who was still fine last night. Tonight, there are many spots on his face. The bridge of his nose is broken, the corners of his eyes are bruised and the corners of his mouth are swollen. Why do girls make themselves like this? It's not worrying at all.

It was unnatural for Cheng Enxing to be stared at like this. He quietly shifted his gaze to other places, such as the TV cabinet diagonally opposite, or... what brand is that bottle of bruise medicine oil? In short, he did everything to divert his attention power thing.

Xia Fangyu then took out a clean medical cotton swab, dipped it in some disinfectant, raised her hand and wiped it on the bridge of Cheng Enxing's nose. The slight tingling made Cheng Enxing frowned involuntarily, but she insisted not to make a sound.

At this moment, Xia Fangyu spoke suddenly again, her voice was especially gentle, a sentence that Cheng Enxing probably would never forget in his life.

"Such a pretty face, it would not look good with flowers."

The author has something to say: take a day off tomorrow Thursday.

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