the sky is warm

Then Lin Youyi saw Gu Yiran standing there together with the owner of the bar where he fought last time.

The man who clamped the man's wrist had curly hair over the ears and light brown eyes. His cold eyes glanced at Lin Youyi, and then the man he was holding in his hands.

The boy with light blue eyes who led him in just now squeezed in, pulled Lin Youyi, and asked him if he was hurt anywhere.

Lin You moved his left arm. He wanted to say nothing, but hissed in pain, and he couldn't lift his arm at all.

Just now, in order to throw that man on the ground, he pulled his left arm so hard, it took a lot of strength, plus that punch from behind, now, it is probably dislocated.

But he didn't intend to say it, he just wanted to get out of here quickly.

He felt that if he stayed here for one more minute, it would be torture. This kind of scene made his dusty memory break out again, and the past that he dared not and did not want to think of again rushed to his face.

He felt very uncomfortable, and his heart ached.

He doesn't want to do anything now, he just wants to go back to the hotel.

Gu Yiran stood in the crowd and looked at Lin Youyi who was opposite. At this time, his hair was slightly disheveled, his coat was hanging crookedly on his body, and he was holding his left arm with his hand. His breath was a little unstable, but he still stood upright, motionless , has a biting aura.

It's just that there is an indescribable emotion hidden in this aura, which contains sadness, grief, and...disgust.

"What's going on?" Ivan, the bar owner, asked the waiter beside him what happened.

Gu Yiran walked over, stood in front of Lin Youyi, raised his hand to help him put on his coat, and was about to help him tidy his hair.

As soon as he put his hand on the top of his head, he felt Lin Youyi retreating slightly, but he felt it. He put down his hand while enduring the faint disappointment in his heart, and smiled at Lin Youyi: "Why, it seems that every time I see You're all fighting!"

Lin Youyi on the opposite side was obviously taken aback, and then smiled: "Yes, I'm sorry, I made you laugh."

He doesn't like other people's touch. He has forgotten when this habit started, but even if he resists, he doesn't mean it.

For so many years, apart from his parents and elder brother, only Xu Yaqi can approach him a little bit. As for why Xu Yaqi can, probably, maybe, he feels that he is a little bit like his former self.

So when Gu Yiran approached to help him tidy his clothes, he felt very uncomfortable.

"How is your arm, do you need to go to the hospital?" Gu Yiran observed that the hand he was holding on seemed to be enduring the pain.

Lin You wanted to say no, and raised his left hand to prove it.

In the end, Gu Yiran stepped forward and grabbed his wrist to stop him.

Gu Yiran tried to pinch Lin Youyi's shoulder with his hand, and then heard a muffled groan.

As soon as he raised his eyes, he saw Lin Youyi's deformed face.

He put down his hand, said with a sullen face, "It's dislocated," then paused for a moment, stopped looking at him, and walked directly to the bar owner, Ivan.