Looking dirty.

"Are you okay with your injury?" Hill asked.

Tiles' nose was a little sore, his lips moved, but his throat was very dry.

After two times, he made a sound, "Why are you back?"

Tilles forced himself to sit up straight. He held onto the wall and tried to stand up, but he couldn't use his injured foot at all.

"I think your injury is still not healed, and you have been tossing around in the afternoon, so come back and have a look." Hill stepped forward, grabbed Tiles' arm to support him, and helped Tiles up.

"Let's go." Hill supported Tilles, asking him to put half of his strength on himself, and wanted to take Tilles downstairs.

Tiles' body was a little stiff, feeling the body temperature and breath of Hill beside him, his body gradually warmed up, and his heart began to beat.

"Be careful." Hill walked down slowly.

Tilles didn't refuse, his mind went blank, he just moved instinctively.

"Are you so nice to everyone?" Tilles heard his own voice.

"I was only nice to you before." Hill said softly.

Tilles moved his lips, and he heard something "click" and shattered, and then his heart was cracked open as if it was going to hurt him to death.He didn't even know that things that had been broken long ago could be broken again.

The author has something to say: the red envelope has been sent, pay attention to check =3=

Thanks to the little angels who threw mines: DEE, Strelitzia, icc1;

Thanks to the little angels who irrigate the nutrient solution: 10 bottles of Bai Yijun; 1 bottle for procrastination patients;

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