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Cen Boyan was not very proficient in applying the medicine. He dipped a cotton swab in disinfectant alcohol and applied it several times on the wound on the back of Xuan Zhao's left hand. Holding Xuan Zhao's hand and observing for a few seconds, he felt that it was still not in place, so he took another cotton swab .

"Boss, my hoof will taste even better if it is marinated." Xuan Zhao couldn't laugh or cry.

"." Cen Baiyan sniffed lightly, "It smells quite good, bring the other hoof."

"Oh, good," Xuan Zhao obediently stretched out his right hand, propped his left hand on his cheek, watched Cen Baiyan clumsily pull out the anti-inflammatory potion, and said with a smile, "The technique is very unfamiliar."

"You think I'm like you, something happens every day or two," Cen Baiyan raised his head and glanced at him, "Either his ass is touched by a gangster, or there is a big bruise on the corner of his mouth and eyes, or his wrist is cut, you How can a cripple have so many things?"

His right hand was wounded on the wrist, the scar was deep and had to be bandaged again.

The original bandages were messed up, Cen Baiyan frowned and untied them layer by layer. The last layer of gauze was almost torn off against the flesh, sticking a layer of bloody broken skin. He was still laughing, as if he didn't know the pain, he felt angry for some reason, and said angrily, "You're silly, laugh, can you be more peaceful every day?"

"What?" Xuan Zhao caught the point extremely quickly, "Why do I feel restless when I smile at you?"

What Cen Boyan meant was that Xuan Zhaotu was restless and always hurt himself, but he didn't expect that this cripple not only walked crookedly, but also had crooked ability to understand his words.

"Little friend," Xuan Zhao continued to scoff at him, "you call it 'the crime of wanting to be punished, there is no excuse for it', do you have any crimes to accuse me, I will take it together."

Cen Baiyan felt that since he met Xuan Zhao, his thick skin had been greatly challenged, and now he felt his ears burning.

His heart skipped a beat, he lowered his head and pretended to concentrate on Bazaar, he kept chattering, trying to draw Xuanzhao's attention to what he was saying, and don't pay attention to his red ears: "Less fuck and I'm talking nonsense, I found that you have used all your abilities on me, right? Why are you always so kind to Chen Wei?"

Xuan Zhao rested his cheek and watched Cen Baiyan quietly.

In all fairness, Cen Baiyan is very pleasing to the eye from the looks, so it can be seen that that woman must also be a rare good-looking.The yellow light of the barbecue stand cast down from the top of his head, revealing the light fringe of his messy hair, his eye sockets were deeper than ordinary people, his nose bridge was straight and smooth, and he looked handsome and moving with his head bent and concentrated on doing one thing.

The corners of Xuan Zhao's light-colored mouth evoked a not-so-obvious relaxed arc. Cen Baiyan held his right hand in his hand. Cen Baiyan's palm was one size bigger than his, and it should be able to completely wrap his hand.

"Okay, the hoof here is also delicious." Cen Baiyan finished applying the medicine, looked at his masterpiece with satisfaction for a while, and found a medical bandage from the paper bag, "This little lame hoof can be packaged and sold on the shelves."

Xuan Zhao said: "Thank you, I have class tomorrow morning, in order not to let this lame hoof be laughed at, I worked hard to tie a more beautiful bow."

"...You're pretty good at manipulating people," Cen Baiyan curled his lips, "Shall I tie you a Chinese knot?"

Xuan Zhao bent five fingers, and answered naturally: "Okay, let's have one."

"Tsk!" Cen Baiyan patted his fidgeting index finger, "Be quiet!"

Xuan Zhao suddenly stopped talking.

Cen Baiyan wrapped a bandage around his wrist twice: "Is it tight, do you know if it hurts?"

Xuan Zhao still didn't reply.

Cen Baiyan looked up, and Xuan Zhao looked at him expressionlessly, with his lips tightly pressed together, without saying a word.

"What's wrong with you? Where does it hurt?" Cen Baiyan worried, "Damn! You're still studying medicine, go for a walk and go to the hospital."

"Didn't you tell me to be quiet?" Xuan Zhao said.

"Ah?" Cen Baiyan didn't react for a while.

"I'm restless when I see you laughing, and I'm restless talking to you," Xuan Zhao sniffed, "Am I safe enough?"

"You're so awesome!" Cen Baiyan couldn't hold back, and burst out laughing.

Xuan Zhao also raised the corners of his mouth, and the smile in his eyes obviously deepened.

In the end, it was Xuan Zhao who resisted with all his strength, so that Cen Baiyan could not tie a bow on his wrist according to Baidu. The injury on his hand had been treated, and there was still a bruise on his face.Just as Cen Baiyan leaned over to apply medicine to Xuan Zhao, Xuan Zhao pulled back his chair and distanced himself from Cen Baiyan: "I will do this myself."

"You're already like this, why do you come here?" Cen Baiyan frowned, holding the back of Xuan Zhao's head with one hand involuntarily, "Sit in."

The distance between the two of them suddenly narrowed, Xuan Zhao's smiling eyes suddenly flashed a trace of inconspicuous embarrassment, and he turned his head and said, "Well, it's easy for me to have some unnecessary misunderstandings about you."

Cen Baiyan's movements froze, and he suddenly remembered——

Oh, by the way, he seems to like men, and he seems to be interested in himself.

So he coughed twice, let go of Xuan Zhao, and copied the medicine on the table into a paper bag: "Okay, then you go back and get it yourself."

Xuan Zhao let out a "hmm" and quietly breathed a sigh of relief.

Of course, his small movements of relief did not escape Cen Baiyan's eyes, and Cen Baiyan's throat tightened one after another.

——Didn't he say that he fell in love with me at first sight?How come I started to keep distance after I found out?

——Why am I so guilty, I don't like men, I pay so much attention to him, am I sick?

"Oh, by the way," Cen Baiyan felt that it was necessary to explain, so there was no silver 300 taels here, "Don't get me wrong, I am—"

"You like girls," Xuan Zhao looked at Cen Baiyan with a smile, "Don't worry, you don't need to have any pressure, I know how to get along with you."

Why is his tone of voice so relaxed and natural?It's as common as talking about the weather.

The translation of his words is "You are straight, I am curvy, I already know that we are not the same way, and I will not pester you in the future, and I will not have that kind of thought about you. How should we get along? How to get along with each other, don't have psychological pressure." Hearing what Xuanzhao said, Cen Baiyan should have felt relieved, but instead he felt his heart sink, as if Xuanzhao threw a small stone in his chest and poured another stone into his chest. The mud, now that the little rock is stuck in it, it will be difficult to pull it out.

He was restless, so he took out a cigarette from his jacket pocket, and asked casually while lighting the fire, "No problem—"

"Mind," Xuan Zhao snatched the cigarette from his mouth and threw it aside, "Long-term smoking first damages the lung tissue, stimulates the bronchi, causes chronic inflammation of the lung bronchi, and can lead to chronic bronchitis, emphysema, and interstitial pulmonary fibrosis." Wait for the disease."

".You have a lot of knowledge." Cen Baiyan ignited the lighter twice, and said awkwardly, "My lungs hurt when I smoke, and my whole body feels uncomfortable if I don't smoke."

"You are really." Xuan Zhao smiled helplessly, "Next time I will make you a herbal medicine bag, the smell can replace nicotine to a certain extent, suitable for you who are addicted to cigarettes at a young age."

There was a faint hint of doting in his words, and the boredom in Cen Baiyan's heart was miraculously smoothed away.

"Go back to school early and obey the school rules and discipline," Xuan Zhao picked up the medicine bag with his right hand and the walking stick with his left. "I have to go back too."

Cen Baiyan then stood up: "Success, I'll see you off."

"No need, I can do it myself." Xuan Zhao pointed in the direction, "Here, the house I rented is in the back alley, very close."

——Is he really going to keep a distance from me?

Cen Baiyan's mood that had just calmed down began to stir again, and he felt that if he faced Xuan Zhao for a while longer, he would have a heart attack.

"I'm just talking about it," Cen Baiyan turned his eyes away, and reached into his pocket to feel for a cigarette, "I didn't really intend to send you off."

"Thank you today, help me with the medicine," Xuan Zhao leaned on a cane, pointed to his ear with a smile, "Also, listen to me."

"Let's go, don't be silly, I really want to thank me for bringing you that meal next time." Cen Baiyan was a little awkward, "Don't listen to Chen Wei's stupid nonsense, I didn't grow up on dew Fairy daughter, I also eat takeaway for 30 yuan."

Xuan Zhao laughed lightly: "Okay."

Cen Baiyan pressed the corner of his mouth, waved his hand, turned around and left first, and within two steps of walking, he heard Xuan Zhao's gasping sound behind him.

He looked back and saw that the snack street was crowded with people. Xuanzhao was hit by someone, and his walking stick fell to the ground. His wrist injury must have been scratched, and he was raising his hand and frowning at the moment.

Cen Baiyan didn't even think about it, he strode up to embrace Xuan Zhao: "I was limping, and my hand was injured again, so what can I do blindly!"

The girl who passed by Xuan Zhao just now looked flustered: "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to, I didn't even know I bumped into you."

"It's okay," Xuan Zhaowen said in a warm voice, "I didn't take a good look at the road."

Cen Baiyan picked up the crutch and put it under his arm, while holding Xuan Zhao's arm with the other hand: "Don't talk nonsense, I'll take you back."

Xuan Zhao said "ah", "It's really unnecessary—"

"Shut up." Cen Baiyan turned his head and glared at him.

Xuan Zhao sighed helplessly: "How many omelet rice I owe you."

After they left, the girl froze in place just now, and said to her companion aggrievedly: "But I really didn't hit him, it seems that he dropped the crutch himself."

"It's okay, it's okay, he didn't bother you, he shouldn't be from Pengci, let's go."