Heart distance

Han Tingsong carried a white plastic bag, "You didn't take the medicine."

"Thanks." Han Ziqi reached out to take it and was about to close the door.

"Wait." The door was pressed down by Han Ting, "Can I prepare you a tub of disinfectant water for a bath?"

"I'm more than happy to oblige."

"I'm sick." Han Ziqi closed the door quickly, almost squeezing the man's fingers.

Han Tingsong, who was ruthlessly blocked out the door, didn't know whether to laugh or cry, but he wasn't angry either.He glanced at the time, turned back to the living room and turned on the TV.

Han Ziqi boarded the live broadcast room.

"Good evening baby!"

"Yo ho, the date is coming."

"Do physics today."

"Date, I have a biology question, I sent it to you, can I have a look?"

"Let's talk about it tomorrow." Han Ziqi said sarcastically.

"Why? I have a strong thirst for knowledge, and I just want to know today. Today's affairs are finished today, and it is difficult to continue until tomorrow."

"no reason."

"... Zai Zai is particularly angry today."

"I found out too, who made you angry?"

"Who is it, don't hesitate to expose him, we will scold him for you!"

"Oops, it can't be about dating, right? People in the dating period are prone to uncertainty."

"Why are you talking about love again? Can you guys have something new?"

"We are love brains, what's the matter, can't we?"

"No, it's impossible. Date, you're still young. I've said it many times. Your underage mother doesn't allow you to fall in love early! Absolutely not!"

The barrage was so lively that Han Ziqi didn't bother to watch it, and he didn't even pay attention to it.

Counting the time for the boy to broadcast live, Han Tingsong came to his door again.

After knocking for a long time, no one answered, obviously the people in the room didn't want to pay attention to him, "Hey, kid, I'll come in by myself if you don't open the door."

Before he could finish speaking, Han Tingsong had already started to twist the doorknob.

"As for it, it is still locked, treating me as a thief?" Han Tingsong, who failed to enter the door, still persevered, "Open the door, I really have something to do."

"What's the matter?" The boy in the room opened the door with an expressionless face.

Han Tingsong took out his trouser pocket, "You left my socks here."

Although a sock is not an overly private thing, but now there is another person who has no close relationship with him, there is always a sense of inexplicability.

This guy has been wearing his socks from the school gymnasium to this day.

Han Ziqi pursed his lips, took the socks, and was about to close the door, but was stopped by someone outside.

"Did you apply the medicine yourself?" Han Tingsong smelled the strong smell of massage oil coming from the room, "I'll help you."

"No need." Before the boy could refuse, Han Tingsong had already opened the door and entered.

When his foot was not injured, Han Ziqi was no match for him, let alone in this state.

Han Tingsong pushed him to the side of the bed, and sat on the chair by himself.

People have come in, and it is estimated that they will not be able to be driven away.

Han Tingsong wiped his hands with a disinfectant wipe, gently lifted his feet, and placed them on the thighs covered with plastic wrap, frowning, "I told you to do as little activity as possible, and now the swelling is even worse."

He picked up the massage oil on the table, squeezed a few drops on the palm of his hand and rubbed it, and after making sure that the palm of his hand was warm, he squeezed some more on the palm of his hand, and gently pressed on Han Ziqi's swollen ankle with moderate strength and skillful technique.

It looks like it is often rubbed by others.

He said while massaging: "The best repair period for ligament damage is 24 hours, and the best effect can be achieved by continuous rubbing for more than 10 minutes."

"Don't think that this thing is very simple, and it is also learned. If it is light, it will not achieve the effect, and if it is heavy, it will hurt the muscles and bones."

After kneading for a while, Han Tingsong poured some massage oil into the palm of his hand, "The ankle is an important joint in the human body. If it is not repaired properly, it will cause frequent sprains if the root of the disease falls."

"Just relying on your own massage is definitely not enough."

After hearing so much from the other party, it was rare for Han Ziqi to speak, "Then you should pay more attention to the safety of students in the future."

Han Tingsong carefully massaged him, "Why did you say this suddenly?"

"In order to prevent students from twisting one after another, you have to rub people's feet every day."

Han Tingsong paused slightly, but didn't look up at him.Squeezing some massage oil into the palm of her hand again, the corners of her mouth curled up inadvertently, and finally raised her head to meet his gaze.

"If you don't like it, I will only treat you well in the future."

It wasn't until three seconds ago that Han Tingsong realized the reason for the boy's anger.

It looks funny, but it's actually cute.

Possessiveness is an instinctive reaction of human beings and has nothing to do with age and personality.Not great, but not low class either.The parties just hope that the slightest bit of goodness can have one more point.

Good things should be shared with others, everyone understands the truth.But some preferences that are too caring and cherished, how can they be willing to be exposed to others in a grandiose manner.

Knowing it was wrong, but there was no way to change it.

Han Ziqi tried harder to cover it up, but he couldn't hide the panic of being seen through. He pressed his arms tightly to the edge of the bed, trying to avoid and dodge, "You can treat whoever you like, and it has nothing to do with me."

"Okay, what you say is what you say."

"However, has anyone told you..." Han Ziqi stopped rubbing his feet, and looked at him closer, "You look so angry and guilty, so...cute."

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