Wangzai Milk Candy

Siming half-closed his eyes and laughed out loud: "Comrade Xia You, that's also a division!"

Xia You opened her big eyes ignorantly, unable to react to what Sim Ming said for a long time.

Not knowing how to proceed, Xia You had no choice but to push Siming to the bathroom, urging, "Si Ming, go take a shower quickly! Hurry up!"

When Siming came out after drying her hair, Xia You had already curled up in a ball, wrapping herself in the quilt.

Siming whispered, "Turn off the lights."

Siming turned off the headlights in the house, and didn't even turn on the night light.

Xia You felt the sinking around her, half of her sleepiness disappeared immediately, and she rubbed her eyes.

Siming thought Xia You had fallen asleep, so she snuggled onto the bed, covered her with the quilt, and did not forget to tuck Xia You's quilt at the end.

With Xia You's back turned to her, Siming covered her with the quilt before turning around and falling asleep.

In the drowsy state, Siming suddenly stopped, and felt something warm sticking to his back.

"Yuyou? Can't sleep?"

Siming didn't push her away, but turned her back and asked her.

Like a wounded little animal, Xia You gently pressed her forehead against Siming's back, carefully curling up into a ball.

Then neither of them spoke, and there was a long silence in the dark.

Xia You was the first to break the silence, and said calmly, "Actually, I wouldn't jump off at that time, because... I didn't dare."

"I'm afraid of pain. I've seen on the Internet that when a person falls from a high altitude, his body will fall apart because of the sharp drop. At that time, the person's brain is awake."

For some reason, Xia You was clearly behind her, but to Sim Ming's ears, the voice sounded like a helpless cry for help from a deep abyss, unreachable.

"You—" Siming moved his body, just about to turn around.

"Please, don't look at me, please—" The voice seemed to be begging, maintaining his little bit of decency.

Siming stopped his movements and said, "I'm listening."

Siming's voice had an inexplicable soothing power, which gradually relaxed Xia You's tense body.

She quietly rubbed Siming's back, as if only by being close to Siming could she make herself temporarily forget about those bad things.

Siming took Xia You's hand back, put it on her waist, and patted it gently, as if silently comforting her.

Xia You said to herself, "I haven't finished my homework... I have to make up... It's so annoying..."

"I don't know why my grades have dropped this time. My dad said that I don't work hard and I always want to play, but I'm obviously already serious about studying, why I still fail in the exam..."

"It's so annoying... so annoying... I don't want to go to school..."

Xia You's voice came intermittently and gradually became smaller.

It wasn't until there was no sound, and Siming listened, that he sighed.

She knew that if Xia You didn't say it, she wouldn't know what Xia You was thinking at all.

Although Xia You treats people sincerely, Siming knows that Xia You has wrapped her heart tightly, and if she breaks a tooth, she will only swallow it in her stomach.

Fortunately, at this moment Xia Youken is willing to reveal her true inner thoughts.

A little bit is better than nothing.

Siming turned around and hugged Xia You very distressed.

Xia You bumped into a warm embrace, surrounded by a familiar atmosphere, but it was extra reassuring.

Siming's forehead gently pressed against Xia You's, closed his eyes and said softly, "Little idiot, I'm still here when the sky falls, go to sleep."

While talking, he gently patted Xia You on the back, and slowly sang an out-of-key lullaby.

Xia You's arm around Siming's waist tightened a bit, and he said sullenly, "Yes."

The two slept together, and during the lullaby, Xia You's breathing gradually stabilized, and her frown relaxed.

Siming stared at Xia You's face in the dark for a moment, his eyes flashed, and he tiptoedly turned on the small lamp beside the bed.

She looked at Xia You's sleeping face, there were still some inconspicuous marks on her face, and the edges were still slightly red. After several careful identifications, Siming suddenly discovered that it was a "slap mark".

At this time, Xia You turned over and inadvertently touched her thigh.

The bruise on her leg was still hurting, and Xia You unconsciously made a "painful" sound.

Seeing that her expression was not right, Siming tentatively poked the side of Xia You's thigh.

With just a slight rub, Xia You quickly retracted like a spring, protecting her thighs in her arms.

Siming pressed lightly again with his fingertips, and this time Xia You hid even further, and in his dream he couldn't help but mournfully said: "It hurts——"

Siming's thumb carefully brushed Xia You's face, and he could even feel the slight swelling on his face.

Her eyes suddenly stopped, resting on Xia You's face, with a bit of anger.

She thought - she already knew what Xia You went through today.

Siming quietly ran into the living room and dug out the medicine box at home.

After asking her parents' opinions, she carefully administered the medicine to Xia You.

The cotton swab was just about to rub against the skin, and Xia You, who was sleeping, subconsciously turned her face away because she felt an unknown coolness.

Siming didn't dare to wake her up, half kneeling by the bed, as if holding a precious handicraft, carefully applying the medicine.

At first Xia You would dodge, but gradually, she gave up struggling and simply lay on her back.

The anti-swelling medicine took effect, and her face was a little hot. Xia You frowned tightly, and was about to wipe it off with her hand.

Siming hurriedly held down her fidgeting hands, leaned forward, and slowly blew on Xia You's scar.

"It doesn't hurt anymore, it doesn't hurt anymore, it will be fine tomorrow."

After finally letting Xia You calm down, Sim Ming was so tired that he sat on the ground.

Glancing at the ointments and cotton swabs scattered in the corner, she threw all the garbage and ointments into the drawer, for fear that Xia You would see them when she woke up tomorrow.

When the time came, the biological clock automatically responded, and Xia You sat up abruptly.

Sleeping in a muddle, Xia You suddenly became vigilant when he saw the unfamiliar environment around him.

After a while of thinking, Xia You remembered that she was at Sim Ming's house, and Sim Ming beside him was still fast asleep, so she breathed a sigh of relief.

Siming heard the movement, patted Xia You's arm, and said in a daze, "Go to sleep for a while."

Xia You lifted the quilt and got out of bed, "Si Ming, are you going back to school later?"

Siming leaned on her arm, and held Xia You with her free hand.

"Go back to sleep, I asked the teacher for leave, today my task is to take you to decompress."

Siming lay on his side and looked at her, patted the still warm bed beside him, and lazily said: "First, the first step in decompression is to sleep until you wake up naturally."

Xia You thought it was fun, so she lay back obediently, and it was eleven o'clock after she fell asleep.

In the end, Xia You felt that her conscience was offended, and Siming couldn't hold her back, so she had to take her back to school. The originally planned decompression plan was also ruined.