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"Why do you still come to the game with an eye injury?"

"It's not an injury, it's just conjunctivitis."

"Okay." Tao Xihong washed his hands and walked back to Xu Jiangtong.

Xu Jiangtong rested with his eyes closed, and the tip of his nose was wrapped in a smell of green apples.It couldn't be said how good it smelled, but he still couldn't help sniffing it a few more times.

With his visual connection turned off, he seemed to rely more on his other senses.

Tao Xihong took the medicine bottle out of his hand and put a towel on his lap: "Lie down."

"Actually, you can sit and help me."

"The neck is not supported like this, and it is easy to hurt you." Tao Xihong fooled people with nonsense, "And you must be very tired, right?"

The word tired completely broke Xu Jiangtong's will.The bench in the lounge had no backrest, and he sat very uncomfortable. Coupled with more than two hours of high-intensity competition, he was exhausted physically and mentally at the moment.

Finally he nodded in resignation.

Tao Xihong ran his fingers around the ends of his wet hair: "Untie your hair first."

Xu Jiangtong touched the hair rope by feeling, and gently pulled it off.The long brown hair spread out in piles, and Tao Xihong moved half a meter to the side, and put him on the back of his neck.

Without the protection of vision, Xu Jiangtong's surroundings were in chaos. He always felt that his body was about to fall rapidly, so he unconsciously supported Tao Xihong's shoulder.

Tao Xihong liked his sudden sense of dependence, and asked, "Does it hurt?"

"It's okay, just a little itchy."

"Move your body down a little, and put your legs up." Tao Xihong patiently instructed him to lie flat, and then asked, "What happened to your eyes?"

"There must be a lot of dust when making sculptures." He slowly adjusted his posture while saying, "My eyes are very sensitive."

It turned out to be an occupational disease.Tao Xihong was a little angry, and said in a low voice, "Take care of yourself."

Xu Jiangtong sighed softly, and then heard Tao Xihong say: "Lie down, I will help you with the medicine."

Feeling that he was playing with his lower eyelids, Xu Jiangtong opened them cooperatively, but was dazzled by the light from the roof, and quickly closed his eyes.

Long and slender eyelashes brushed against Tao Xihong's fingers.

He put away his hands resentfully: "What's the matter? I see a lot of bloodshot eyes in your eyes, why don't you go to the hospital."

"No need." Xu Jiangtong gripped the corner of his clothes, "Just rest for a while."

Seeing him so nervous, Tao Xihong felt distressed and funny, and carefully opened his eyelids.This time Xu Jiangtong didn't hide, tried to relax his body, and turned his eyes to one side.

Only then did Tao Xihong see his eyes clearly. Although they were extremely red and swollen, they still couldn't hide the deep and vivid olive green pupils, like gems on silk, illuminated by the jade flashlight crystal clear, and became a museum collection.

The liquid drops into the corner of the eye and into the cavity of the conjunctival sac.Xu Jiangtong closed his eyelids obediently, a little liquid medicine overflowed and wet his eyelashes.

The originally curved eyelashes drooped and trembled slightly.

Tao Xihong held his breath, even though he was carefully applying the medicine for him, he still felt a burst of warmth in his abdomen, and all his thoughts were surging in his body like a tide.

"Is the light too bright? Use a towel to help you block it."

"Okay." He responded softly.

Tao Xihong checked the medical encyclopedia and found that conjunctivitis does not require cold compresses, so he folded a dry towel into strips and covered his face.

Xu Jiangtong's exhausted body was trapped in Tao Xihong's unique breath, and he relaxed unconsciously.

The small mole on the wing of the nose rose and fell with breathing, and under the high bridge of the nose, the bloodshot lips fluttered, as if calling for Tao Xihong to lean over and take a light peck.

Fortunately, through several layers of towels, Xu Jiangtong didn't notice his strangeness, and just enjoyed everything quietly.

Even if he is the young master of a wealthy businessman, he has never experienced the treatment of being coaxed into eyedrops.In the past, he waited until his eyes hurt so much that he couldn't open them before trying to deal with them. As a result, the more he was afraid of the pain, the more he couldn't get the drops in. Finally, he threw away the medicine bottle angrily, and took a taxi to the hospital alone for help.

Moreover, as a sculptor, Xu Jiangtong is extremely dependent on vision.

Thoughts start to wander.

"Carol, are you going to play today?"

"Okay, I'll come when I finish my homework."

It was an ordinary evening, and Felix served as usual.

The ball, which was traveling at a speed of one hundred yards per hour, hit his face like a cannonball. Xu Jiangtong screamed and fell to the ground.

The nasal cavity was filled with viscous liquid, which spilled out uncontrollably.He raised his head to control the flow of the liquid, and the taste of rust immediately spread in his mouth.

He tried hard to open his eyes, but what he saw was...

No, it's not black, but a foggy chaos between black and white.I can clearly feel the light, but I can't focus on it anyway, just like a virtual image that the light cannot reach, and can no longer be taken over by the light screen.

He didn't dare to think about what happened next.

"Boom—" the door of the lounge was pushed open, which coincided with the desperate muffled sound in memory.

Xu Jiangtong shivered reflexively, and fell into Tao Xihong's arms.

The door of the lounge was wide open, and the students and teachers were dumbfounded at the stunning scene before them.

"Little Tao, what are you doing here?" Gao Xun was full of doubts.

Tao Xihong was also stunned for a moment, and then calmly explained: "Mr. Xiao Jiang's eyes are uncomfortable."

"Do you need to go to the infirmary?" Gao Xun apologized, "Sorry, I didn't find out the problem in time."

"Can you let him rest in peace?"

"Okay, Xiao Tao, take good care of him." Gao Xun led everyone back out after finishing speaking.

Seeing the door being closed, Tao Xihongan stroked his neck: "Scared?"

Probably because of being too close, Xu Jiangtong felt a little lack of oxygen.After a while, he took a few breaths, panting lightly: "It's okay."

Tao Xihong's consciousness was occupied by his hot and humid panting.

"How is Ji Xiyun?"

"Why are you talking about her all of a sudden?"

Xu Jiangtong tried to open his eyes: "I just remembered something."

The young man's confident and gentle eyebrows blocked the dazzling light.

"She likes your gift very much. I'm going to see her tomorrow. Shall we go together?"

"No, as long as I can help her." Xu Jiangtong took off the towel and smiled lazily at him.

It seems... a little dependent on this feeling - but, he still won't do things like disobeying teachers' morals and bending students.

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Why does the dull beauty think Xiao Tao is straight?Because Chapter 9√

There is another update tonight~