little love

Not long after Song Yi returned to the classroom, Zhu Xiaowei and the others followed him back, all with wild wolf-like eyes, almost swallowing Song Yi.

Before they could ask any questions, Song Yi grabbed Zhu Xiaowei's arm and walked towards the school infirmary.

"Song Yi, Song Yi, take it easy, your arm hurts."

Zhu Xiaowei almost cried.

Song Yi had a cold face, but seeing his grinning face, he still let go of his arm, took his hand and walked forward.

The school infirmary is at the back of the teaching building, and it will be there in a while. Song Yi knocked on the door, but the door was open. There was no one inside, and he probably went out.

Song Yi dragged Zhu Xiaowei in, found a chair for him to sit on, then went to the shelf next to him to find some iodine, cotton balls, etc., and sat opposite Zhu Xiaowei.

"Song Yi, what's wrong with you, we won, you should be happy?... Oh, take it easy, take it easy, it hurts!"

Song Yi still had a cold face and didn't speak. Zhu Xiaowei was terrified when he saw it, and he quickly recalled in his head what had offended him just now.

After cleaning the corners of his mouth with cotton balls, Song Yi carefully lifted his sleeves, the pain made Zhu Xiaowei sweat coldly on his forehead.

A large piece of skin on the left arm was scratched, exposing the bright red flesh. It must have been rubbed against the bricks on the ground during the fight. Song Yi hesitated for a long time with the alcohol cotton ball before doing it.

"Ahhhhhh, it hurts like hell. Take it easy, Song Yi."

"Now that I know it hurts, wasn't the fight just now very powerful!"

Seeing Zhu Xiaowei get punched a few times just now, Song Ta's heart almost jumped out. Thinking about this man's recklessness, Song Yi couldn't help but get even more angry.

"That's Huang Gao first insulting you like bean sprouts, I won't let others scold you like that!"

Zhu Xiaowei's righteous words.

Song Yi's heartbeat stopped suddenly, and he looked up at Zhu Xiaowei blankly.

Is it what he thought it was?In fact, I am not wishful thinking, right?

Song Yi didn't dare to ask, he was afraid, he had too many things to be afraid of.

Seeing Song Yi's dazed and dull eyes, Zhu Xiaowei actually thought of the word "cute?" for a moment, then suddenly shook his head, throwing the thought away, what's wrong with him, cute is used to describe girls, if Song Yi knew that If you think so, you will definitely be angry.

Seeing Zhu Xiaowei shaking his head, Song Yi came to his senses, maybe he was thinking too much!

"Even if it's because of me, you can't fight with the third graders. What's more, Huang Gao's height is one of the best in the school. If you really fight well, you let me... What will your parents do?" ah."

"Hiss, it hurts."

Listening to Song Yi's nagging, Zhu Xiaowei actually felt very heartwarming. Could it be that he has a tendency to be abused?

"Song Yi, you care about me!"

Zhu Xiaowei said firmly.

Song Yi paused, without raising his eyelids, and continued to stare at the wound.

"I'm afraid that if you die, I have to collect your body!"

This pig was beaten to death.

Song Yi thought bitterly as he kept smearing iodine on his hands.

Zhu Xiaowei was still sweating from the pain, but if someone looked from the outside, he could see how bright his smile was.

After treating Zhu Xiaowei's wound completely, the young doctor in the infirmary hadn't come back yet. Song Yi left a note and took Zhu Xiaowei to the carport to pick up the car. Anyway, school was over.

It's just that today the rider was replaced by Song Yi.

On Saturday, it was raining outside, making the winter morning extraordinarily cold.Song Yi tightened his coat, held an umbrella, hugged the fantasy novel "The Story of the Fox Demon Cultivating Immortals" he had just written, and walked to Zhu Xiaowei's house.

Song Changjiang and Gao Xiumei both went out early in the morning. Now that the supermarket is on the right track, they are gradually getting used to the new business model. Recently, they are busy instilling new sales concepts in the employees. Of course, some of these concepts are read by themselves Some of what they learned came from their genius son --- Song Yi.

At least the parents of the Song family thought their son was a genius, otherwise he would know everything.

And Song Yi also went to the supermarket occasionally, and spent the rest of his time writing novels.Counting the time, the best-selling fantasy, cultivation, time-travel and other novels in later generations will start to appear in a few years. Song Yi wants to take this opportunity first. With the hundreds of thousands of books he has read in previous lives, He also tried to start writing. Last time, Zhu Xiaowei accidentally saw a book written by Song Yi, and clamored to read it. Song Yi promised him that he would take it to him when he finished writing.

The rain gradually became heavier, and the north wind mixed with raindrops floated into the umbrella and dripped on his neck, making Song Yi shiver from the cold. Maybe, in this kind of weather, lying under the covers and reading a book is the most sensible choice, but... .

Song Yi immediately thought of Zhu Xiaowei's eager eyes when he saw the manuscript last time, and unconsciously raised the corners of his mouth slightly, he should show it to him as soon as possible.

Immediately, the pace under his feet quickened a lot.