After the rain

, Fang You has also woken up, and his condition is better than Yang Zhiyi's. Except for his forehead, no other injuries were found.

He also said that Fang Zhengyang had already called the police.

The vice-principal was suffering from a headache. According to Fang Zhengyang's shitty temper, he would definitely not let it go, and he might be able to get people into the trap for a while.

Moreover, Shen Yan was wrong about this matter, and he would have no position to confront him at that time.

Shen Yan glanced at him, hesitated for a moment before saying: "I also have injuries on my body."

The vice-principal was taken aback, but Song Ye's expression changed immediately, and he took two steps forward nervously, "Where is the injury?"

Shen Yan lowered his eyes to avoid his gaze, and said in a low voice, "...on the back."

"Take off your clothes and let me see."

Shen Yan couldn't help but took a step back.

"There are all male teachers here, why are you shy?" The vice-principal acted vigorously, rolling up his sleeves as if to help him take it off: "Take it off quickly!"

"..."

Under pressure, Shen Yan reluctantly took off his coat, and asked Song Ye to lift up his T-shirt with a stiff body.

I saw a large area of ​​bruises under his left shoulder blade, which contrasted sharply with the cold white skin, and looked extremely terrifying.

"How did it hurt?" Song Ye frowned, angry and distressed, and lightly reprimanded: "Why didn't you just say it, don't you know it hurts?"

"Yang Zhiyi smashed it with a trash can." Shen Yan said truthfully.

He was caught off guard.

The vice principal picked up his coat and asked him to put it on: "Go to the hospital first!"

When the wound was being treated in the hospital, Shen Yan saw the voice message from Shen Xin on WeChat, it only had one sentence.

"I'm on my way."

Shen Xin was very familiar with cleaning up the mess of fights for his younger brother. After getting off the high-speed rail, he went straight to the police station, and within half an hour he led people out of it, and almost escaped completely.

He didn't say anything in front of outsiders, but when there were only the two of them, he still taught him a lesson, and then laughed again, jokingly said, "I like him that much?"

Shen Yan nodded: "Yes."

"What's this called, getting angry at the crown and turning into a blue face?"

"..."

After lunch, Shen Xin went to school to finish solving the follow-up problems. He originally thought that his younger brother was injured, so he should stay and take care of him for a few days because of his brother's affection and reason, so he didn't expect that he would not be needed at all.

Shen Yan knew that he was busy with work, "Song Qikun will take care of me."

"...Are you sure you don't need me?" Shen Xin asked unwillingly.

"determine."

"..."

Understood, let's buy a ticket and leave.

Shen Yan wanted to send him to the high-speed rail station, but was forced to stop at the door of his house.

Although you are ruthless, I have righteousness, Shen Xin urged uneasy: "Don't go to class these two days, rest well at home, follow the doctor's advice to apply medicine on time, let Song Qikun help you if you can't reach it, and also pay attention to diet, work and rest. Pay attention, go to the hospital if you are really uncomfortable, don't hold on, you know?"

"Ah."

The taxi driver called again to urge him, Shen Xin said: "Then I'm leaving, if you need anything, please contact me."

"Be careful on the road."

"receive."

Shen Xin walked quickly to the south gate of the complex, apologized to the master who had been waiting for a long time, got in the car and fastened his seat belt, the mobile phone in his pocket rang, he took it out to see, it was from the stinky brat who had just parted.

Xiaobao: [Thank you bro. ]

Shen Xin replied: [If you are too polite, your pocket money will be deducted/smile]

After school, Song Qikun was called to the office by his old class. After half an hour, he rushed home and knocked on the door of 603 in a hurry.

Shen Yan opened the door for him, wearing an apron, there was a faint aroma of food.

"Baby!" Song Qikun yelled anxiously, raising and lowering his hands, looking very cramped: "You, how are you?"

With just these two sentences, his ending was already choked up, his eyes quickly turned red, and transparent tears gathered and swirled, precariously on the verge of falling.

"Come in first." Shen Yan turned sideways to let him in, and bent down to get the slippers.

"Don't move!" Song Qikun quickly stopped his movement, quickly changed his shoes, wanted to hug him but was afraid of touching his wound, so he could only stand there with tears in his eyes.

Shen Yan took his hand, leaned over and touched his lips gently, coaxing: "I'm fine, don't cry."

Song Qikun had just learned the whole story from the old class, and after the astonishment, endless heartache and guilt submerged him like a raging wave.

He couldn't suppress his emotions just seeing Shen Yan, and it was even more difficult to hold back when he heard his words of comfort. Tears burst into tears in an instant, and there was a strong crying voice in his voice: "You lied to me...you told me you didn't hurt……"

Shen Yan hurriedly hugged him, and said softly, "The injury is not serious, and it doesn't hurt. It's really fine. It will be fine in two days."

Song Qikun only dared to use his fingers to grab some of his clothes, his heart was so sad, his face was drenched with tears, he pursed his lips tightly and choked, turning his head to avoid Shen Yan's kiss, "You still, you still Lie to me...I don't believe you..."

Shen Yan still kissed his cheek, tasted the saltiness of the tears, and his heart was sour, "...don't cry, I was wrong, I'm sorry."

Song Qikun shook his head, wiped away two tears indiscriminately, raised his head and tried to calm himself down, then stared at him with aggrieved expression: "Show me your injury."

Shen Yan led him to the living room, and said, "Eat first, okay? Otherwise, the food will have to be reheated when it gets cold."

"You are injured, why do you still have to cook?" Song Qikun was sullen.

"Because I know you will definitely come to me without eating."

"You sit down, I'll do it."

Three dishes and one soup were put on the table. Song Qikun didn't know what to eat but he ate a lot. After eating, he went to wash the dishes diligently. He even cut a plate of fruit after the meal. He sat next to Shen Yan and stared at him with a straight face, releasing the invisible pressure.

"..."

Shen Yan didn't expect to be able to hide it from him at first, but he didn't expect his reaction to be so intense, he was moved and at the same time at a loss.

He went to the bathroom to look at his back just now, the bruise seemed to have spread around, the color was different, like a strange tattoo, it really looked serious.

Unable to escape, Shen Yan sighed in his heart, and told Song Qikun the result of the examination first, so as to ease his excessive worry, "The doctor said that no bones were injured, it was a very common soft tissue injury, not serious."

As he spoke, he turned his back to him, lowered his head and unbuttoned his pajamas, and took off the sleeve of his left hand.

The room temperature is not too high, and the skin feels slightly cool in direct contact with the air.Shen Yan heard Song Qikun gasped, and there was no sound for a long time after that, he couldn't help turning his head in doubt, and found that the man was crying again.

"..." Shen Yan didn't know what to say about him.

Song Qikun choked up and asked, "Do you call this serious?"

"I'm sorry." Shen Yan didn't dare to talk nonsense according to his own standards.

Song Qikun gave him a non-threatening look, and his voice weakened, full of worry and pity: "Do you want to apply medicine?"

"Ice will do."

The doctor suggested ice packs every two hours. In fact, Shen Yan could reach it by himself, but Song Qikun was very worried and asked for leave without hesitation to take care of him.

Later, Song Ye and Wang Zhiyun came to visit with gifts, and were surprised when they saw the furnishings in the room. They didn't expect such a cold-tempered boy to have a soft girlish heart. It was a surprising contrast.

Shen Yan didn't have time to carefully clean the cat's fur at home recently, Wang Zhiyun started sneezing after sitting for a few minutes, and was kindly "driven" out by the other three.

Song Ye first cared about Shen Yan's injury, then thanked him solemnly, and finally mentioned the school's decision on handling the fight. Although Shen Yan wanted to uphold justice, it is wrong to use violence no matter what, and review and punishment cannot be avoided.

Shen Yan didn't care about these things, with a calm attitude: "Yes."

Fang You and Yang Zhiyi's punishment was not light, and the school also asked them to conduct a public review at the flag-raising ceremony next week, apologize to Song Qikun, and return his innocence.

This is the result Shen Yan wanted.

After chatting for a long time without paying attention, it was getting late, Song Ye got up and said goodbye, telling Shen Yan not to send him off, and not to rush to school, but to recuperate at home first.

Walking to the door, he specifically told Song Qikun not to sleep too hard at night, and to be careful not to let Shen Yan turn over and lie flat, so as not to compress the wound.

Song Qikun nodded like a pounding garlic: "Yeah, I know."

"Rest early." Song Ye said.

Shen Yan slept in Song Qikun's arms, he slept well, he didn't have any bad habits, he didn't like to move around and turned over often.

He woke up once after three o'clock, and Song Qikun woke up as soon as there was any movement, and asked in a low voice, "Baby, what's wrong?"

Shen Yan was silent for a moment, then replied: "I want to drink water."

Song Qikun got up immediately: "I'll pour it for you."

After drinking water, he continued to sleep. It was too quiet at night. Song Qikun could feel that the person in his arms was not asleep, and his sleepy mind gradually cleared up. He asked softly, "Back pain?"

Shen Yan didn't move at all, breathing evenly and long, as if he was in a deep sleep.

Song Qikun broke it down bluntly: "Don't pretend to be sleeping."

Shen Yan opened his eyes helplessly, and it took a long while before he responded in a low voice: "Yes."

Song Qikun went to get the ice pack and towel, and the milk tea who was sleeping at the end of the bed also got up and ran back and forth.

The ice compress effectively relieved the pain, and Shen Yan finally fell asleep peacefully. Song Qikun looked at his eyebrows and eyes with the help of the bedside lamp, and cursed softly: "Idiot."

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Polite reminder: Fang You was squatting in the pit when he said these words.

49. Spring

Shen Yan recuperated at home for two days. She felt that her back was not particularly painful, so she went back to school. During the day, she was called by many teachers to the office to do ideological work. Her ears could hear calluses. Duan Zheng turned his head to talk to him when he had the opportunity.

"Brother Shen, I heard