[Rebirth] My junior confessed to me again

Han Zhen was so ashamed that she wished she could find a crack in the ground and sneak in, feeling that she had lost all her face here for the rest of her life.

The worst thing was that the senior's white shirt was covered with blood, and the quilt was also covered with blood. Even his chin was stained with a few drops of blood.

Han Zhen didn't dare to look into Lu Xiaolu's eyes, for fear of seeing disgust in them.

He was so useless, and even soiled the senior's clothes, would he have regretted agreeing to date him?

Han Zhen clutched her mouth and nose tightly, but the nosebleeds kept oozing out from between her fingers, dripping down.

He didn't care about how to deal with his nosebleed, he just blamed himself and felt embarrassed, wishing he could commit suicide and apologize on the spot.

"Senior...I'm sorry," Han Zhen buried his head deeply, turned around in panic, and ran away with face like a girl who was underestimated.

Just as he was about to run to the door, Lu Xiaolu stopped him.

"Han Zhen!"

Han Zhen froze on the spot, did not look back at Lu Xiaolu, he was really ashamed to face Lu Xiaolu now, he just wanted to find a place where no one was around, beat his chest and stomped his feet to vent, and mourned his despair.

This love affair has just begun, and I have lost all face in front of my beloved, what face is left...

Han Zhen was so desperate that she even thought of being rejected by Lu Xiaolu and didn't want to get along with him.But his body seemed to be frozen, and he didn't leave the room for a long time.

He heard Lu Xiaolu get off the bed, and heard Lu Xiaolu walking towards him.

His heart was beating violently, nervousness and fear imprisoned him, and even breathing became difficult.

What is the senior going to say to himself?Are you going to break up with yourself?Is he annoying himself?

Han Zhen buried his head lower, his eyes locked on the smudged blood on the carpet, feeling that the blood was really dirty and fishy, ​​anyone would dislike it, right?

After Lu Xiaolu came to him and stood still, he was like a prisoner, nodding his head and lowering his eyes, waiting for Lu Xiaolu to deal with him.

Lu Xiaolu spoke, with a soft voice like a child tantruming; "Come here."

Little friend Han followed immediately, and Lu Xiaolu led him into the bathroom. He first motioned for Han Zhen to take his hands away from his face, then took out the toilet paper, and covered Han Zhen's mouth and nose with his own hands.

With such a simple action, the nosebleed that had almost stopped, became even more violent.

Both of them noticed this embarrassing inducement, and Han Zhen immediately took the tissue from Lu Xiaolu's hand with drooping eyebrows, and covered his nose with his own hands.

"Senior, I... I'm sorry," Han Zhen secretly glanced at Lu Xiaolu, and saw that his face was normal, not only did he not show any disgust, but he could also see a faint worry.

He is worried about himself?I must have thought too much, so I just got a nosebleed. What is there to worry about?

"Come here, I'll wipe it for you," said Lu Xiaolu, who soaked the toilet paper and held it in his hand.

Han Zhen handed her face obediently, and Lu Xiaolu cleaned up all the blood stains on his face bit by bit. In order not to cause more nosebleeds in him, Lu Xiaolu was careful not to touch him .

But no matter how careful he was, Han Zhen's nosebleeds broke out again and again.

Lu Xiaolu imitated how adults dealt with nosebleeds when she was a child, and slapped cold water on the back of Han Zhen's neck. After patting for a long time, Han Zhen's nosebleed finally stopped.

"Is it better?" Lu Xiaolu asked.

"Well, it's all right, it's over," Han Zhen's nose finally got better, and it really stopped.

But he saw Lu Xiaolu's clothes and face: "Senior, your face... There is also blood here." Han Zhen pointed to Lu Xiaolu's left chin, which was stained with a few drops of blood, but dared not touch him.

When Lu Xiaolu wiped off the blood on his face neatly, Han Zhen scolded himself in his heart for being worthless, and wasting such a good opportunity to get close to his seniors.

Lu Xiaolu is calmer than Han Zhen. After all, he is an uncle in his thirties in his heart, and he is much more stable than Han Zhen. He knows that Han Zhen is nervous and the young man is very angry, so he doesn't blame him, he just jokes with him Say, "You're so cute."

He spoke as if he was teasing a child, Han Zhen wanted to press him on the sink, imprison his body, and ask him, "Who do you think is cute?"

But he had such a big oolong just now, and he was afraid that his senior would dislike him, so he could only desperately suppress his evil thoughts, patted his head innocently, and gave Lu Xiaolu an honest and honest smile.

"Senior, I'll find you some clothes. You can change the dirty clothes on your body." Han Zhen said in a voice like a mosquito, sneaking a guilty look at Lu Xiaolu.

Lu Xiaolu was also polite, nodded and motioned for him to take him there.

Han Zhen immediately turned around and took Lu Xiaolu into his cloakroom, but there was a room full of clothes, but he felt that none of them matched Lu Xiaolu.

Lu Xiaolu usually doesn't pick out clothes, he just wears what he has, now seeing that Han Zhen is struggling, he took the initiative to take a black silk shirt that doesn't look like a design, and said to Han Zhen: "I will wear this. "

Han Zhen looked at the smooth silk shirt and didn't say a word for a long time.

Lu Xiaolu really doesn't understand, when some clothes are hung, they look very serious, but the feeling of wearing them is very charming.

Han Zhen only wears such a silk shirt as an inner layer.

When Lu Xiaolu was changing clothes, Han Zhen waited outside the door. When Lu Xiaolu came out wearing the shirt that highlighted his slender waist, Han Zhen felt a burst of high fever in his nostrils again.

In order to maintain his last bit of decency, Han Zhen quickly said to Lu Xiaolu: "Senior, someone was looking for me just now, I'll go out and have a look first." He rushed out of the room as if fleeing.

Lu Xiaolu let out an 'ah', and wanted to stop him and tell him to pay attention to his body, but before he could say anything, Han Zhen disappeared.

Han Zhen ran into the hall in a hurry. He was surrounded by several people as soon as he appeared. Among them, the one who had the strongest relationship with him was his younger brother Chen Jing. Not only did Chen Jing grow up with him, but they also went to the northwest together. The business school of the university, but Chen Jing's family background is not as good as Han Zhen's. He is usually called Han Shao, and he feels a bit like a follower.

After dealing with the other people, Han Zhen took the initiative to pull Chen Jing aside, and said to him solemnly, "Come with me to the hospital tomorrow."

Chen Jing immediately asked nervously: "What's wrong with you? Are you feeling unwell?"

"I'm fine," Han Zhen dodged his eyes, concealing the incident of his nosebleed just now.

"Then why did you go to the hospital? Physical examination?" Chen Jing asked.

Han Zhen took a sip of the red wine, with a serious expression, and said seriously, "I'm going to donate blood."