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Distressed, although late but arrived.

She eventually found out that she had been burned.

Song Haoyan recalled in his mind how she was desperately protecting Yu Manning, and suddenly she was very unwilling. That unwillingness was like boiling water in a kettle, hitting the lid of the kettle and making humming noises.

Ye Ci, you know, you protected her back then, and I wanted to protect you too.

Is it because I can't protect you that I can't let you know the truth?

This burning feeling of unwillingness prompted her to open her mouth. Although this kind of opening was very scheming, and this behavior of "taking credit after the fact" made her feel ashamed, she still said:

"At that time, I saw that Wanwan was not steady, and the hot water in her hand was pouring towards you. I rushed over anxiously, trying to block it for you..."

Ye Cizheng was holding her injured hand while looking through the ointment in her schoolbag. She passed by the pharmacy today and went in to buy it. It is very expensive, but the effect is excellent.

Holding the slightly cool tube-shaped ointment in his hand, he was taken aback when he heard the words: "Did you block it for me?"

Song Haoyan glanced at her: "Yes."

After finishing speaking, although she was extremely embarrassed and spurned herself in her heart, she still held back those turbulent emotions and carefully observed her expression.

Is it moving, flat, or dismissive?

At that moment, Ye Ci, to be honest, his head went blank, and something seemed to be growing in his heart. He wanted to say that she was a silly girl, how could she block it with her hands, but he also understood that she was in a hurry, and caring would cause chaos.

It is false to say that you are not moved, but it is also true that you are at a loss, just like when you are thirsty, you thought you only had half a glass of water, but the other party gave you more than a whole glass.

Ye Ci has never been good at dealing with too complicated emotions, so he lowered his head, without speaking, unscrewed the lid of the ointment, and applied the medicine to her.

Her reaction made Song Moyan flustered. Could it be that she thinks I'm meddling?

Song Haoyan was extremely upset, but she wasn't in a hurry to ask.

Then fell silent.

"The effect of this ointment is better. If I am too strong, you have to tell me. I will give you one later, remember to apply it three times a day in the morning, noon and evening." Ye Ci raised his head and smiled softly. The warmth is so strong that it is about to ooze out.

Now she is glad that because of the large burn on her back, she bought two at once, otherwise she would have to give it to her first, and then go to the pharmacy by herself.

The action of applying the medicine was very meticulous, with the cold ointment on the fingertips, walking back and forth along the burnt area, the thin red fingertips, transparent and moist, evoked a strange sense of ambiguity.

Song Haoyan's eyelashes trembled slightly. Although he didn't speak directly, he could feel her pity from his body language.

Unknowingly, the stone in my heart was released, and the feeling of irritability was relieved a lot.

After applying the medicine, Song Haoyan was ready to start teaching Ye Ci the topic.

Ye Ci tidied up the desk and put all the unused pen holders into the drawer. As a result, when the drawer was opened, Song Haoyan saw an ink-colored light flashing under the light of the desk lamp.

When I took a closer look, it was a black man-made gem. Why did this shape look so familiar?

Why is it so like the man-made gem stuck between the navel when dancing in a black gauze dress?

Song Haoyan squeezed it out with uncertain eyes, and checked it at a close distance. She didn't find it after leaving the Marriage Shrine. She thought it was left somewhere, but she didn't expect it to be here.

Ye Ci saw the black spot on her fingertips, and took out a bagged bag of clothes from the closet beside her: "It's a coincidence, I picked that up at the time, thinking it would be a souvenir, so I didn't throw it away. It just so happens that I have washed the black gauze skirt, and I will return it to you now."

"I don't want it." Song Moyan put the black gem into her palm, with a characteristic stubbornness: "I told you, I'm not a black-veil dancer."

"Okay, you're not." Ye Ci trembled with a smile, and suddenly changed the subject: "But don't you know her? Then please pass it on to Miss Osmanthus for me, okay?"

"No, she said no, you can throw it away or keep it." Song Haoyan glanced at her in embarrassment.

This man is really bad!

Why mention sweet-scented osmanthus, we can still be good friends without mentioning sweet-scented osmanthus.

Ye Ci blinked: "Really don't want it? Are you sure and sure?"

"Sure, she really doesn't want it."

"Then I threw it away?" Ye Ci gestured to open the window, outside was a colorful garden, and the fiery red roses were in full bloom.

She pretended to throw off her clothes.

"It's up to you." Song Haoyan moved his toes, anyway, he just didn't want it.

Ye Ci was really not willing to throw it away, and before he got close to the window, he fished it all back: "Forget it, I'll keep it for Miss Osmanthus, in case she regrets it someday and wants it again."

There won't be that day.

Song Haoyan replied silently in her heart, she didn't even plan to make it in a noodle shop, so why do she need clothes?Are you waiting to be discovered by your parents?

Thinking of her father and mother, her heart sank again.

But Ye Ci walked back to the desk, took out a white envelope from another drawer, and waved it in front of her eyes: "It's for you."

"what?"

"Salary, don't you want cash?"

Ye Ci's voice was smiling, and Song Moyan raised his eyes to glance at the envelope. The appearance was very flat, because it was facing her directly, not from the side, and the thickness of the inside could not be seen.

But it probably won't be too much, it's just a busy afternoon at the shaved ice shop, but she remembered that Ye Ci said before that she would make a big red envelope, so she was more curious about how much it would be.

"Can I open it and have a look?"

"Yeah." Ye Ci nodded.

Song Haoyan turned slightly to the side, opened the envelope, and took a look inside, one, two... nine, ten?

Ten sheets, 1000 yuan?

Song Haoyan was shocked, and looked over with her beautiful eyes: "This is too much."

But it is undeniable that this unexpected sense of surprise has washed away a lot of depression caused by thinking of my parents.

Ye Ci shook his index finger: "Not much. There are also the cost of distributing leaflets and advertising fees."

With the influence of classmate Song in Beicheng No. [-] Middle School, if she promotes shaved ice, the effect must be excellent. Ye Xiaoru said that since yesterday afternoon, there have been many students visiting the store or ordering takeaway.

Song Haoyan squeezed the envelope happily, and said shyly, "Thank you, Boss Ye."

"You're welcome."

Ye Ci turned out the math exercises and asked her with a smile:

"Squad leader, can we start teaching now?"

Song Haoyan nodded, and sat down stroking the hem of his skirt: "Which question can't you?"

"This question."

"Let me see."

Song Huiyan moved closer, poked his head over, and silently recited the question.

The distance between the two is very close, and it looks like they are cuddling together from a distance.

This is what Ye Xiaoru saw from the garden when she came back.

Oops, chasing the girl even chased the girl home.

She quietly walked through the garden, walked to the window of Ye Ci's bedroom, quietly stretched her neck, and saw the envelope on the small dictionary table by the girl's hand at a glance.

It turned out that Xiao Ci came here yesterday and told me that she wanted to exchange 1000 yuan in cash, and it was for her.

You've put so much effort into it, why don't you say you're not chasing?

Girls are always thin-skinned, even their own Xiaoci is no exception.

Ye Xiaoru had a teasing smile on his face.