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Zuo Zhizi had an English grade test that day, so he didn't go to school with Iwaizumi and the others.Mobile phones were not allowed in the examination room, and it was already past one in the afternoon when Zuo Zhizi saw the message Iwazumi had sent him.

She looked at the text message from Iwaizumi, her brows twitched a few times, she took a deep breath, but still couldn't maintain the expression on her face - her sister and Kawasana thought she was still worried about the exam, so they patted Zuo Zhizi's Shoulder to comfort her: "You have worked very hard, no matter what the test result is..."

Zuo Zhizi stood up from the rest chair and picked up her bag: "Sister, I'm going to the hospital, can you drive me? To the city hospital."

Ji Chuan Shacai: "Huh?!"

Zuo Zhizi: "He Chuanche rode his bicycle into the drain, fell down and twisted his ankle."

Ji Chuan Shacai was shocked: "Ah? This, is this so? Okay——I'll drive you there."

Although it was Oi Chuanche who was injured, but for some reason, Ji Chuan Shana always felt that Zuo Zhizi had a murderous look on her face; she couldn't help praying silently for Oi Chuanche in her heart, hoping that Azuo would not hurt Xiaoche when they met again. Add to the injury.

He drove all the way to the city hospital, and Chuan Shacai still had work in the afternoon, so he couldn't accompany Zuo Zhizi upstairs, so he drove away after telling her a few words.Zuo Zhizi walked all the way into the hospital with a straight face, and met Yan Quan at the door for a while.

Iwaizumi was still wearing his school uniform, so he probably hadn't left the hospital since morning.Seeing Zuo Zhizi coming, he breathed a sigh of relief—Zo Zhizi went to the front desk to sign his name, and then went upstairs to the inpatient department with Yan Quanyi.

Iwaizumi explained: "A child ran out suddenly on the road, and he didn't brake properly, so he swayed into the drainage ditch next to him, and he and the car overturned."

Zuo Zhizi's face was still tense.After listening to the ins and outs of Yan Quanyi's explanation, she couldn't help but twitched the corners of her mouth, and laughed angrily: "That's it?"

Iwaizumi rubbed his brows and sighed: "That's it. His right foot was crushed and twisted. Fortunately, it was only a sprain. The ligaments and bones are fine. The doctor said that it will be fine with a plaster cast and rest for two or three days."

Zuo Zhizi scratched her hair and was irritable: "There is also a practice match with Karasuno this week...he really knows how to pick the time!"

Iwaizumi smiled wryly, but didn't answer.Zuo Zhizi also knew that complaining at this time was useless, so she could only smooth her hair with her hands in depression, and said: "Forget it, I just took a day off today, I will take care of him here, you go back quickly Go to class, don't delay training."

Yanquanyi: "Originally, I also planned to go back to continue the class after handing over this side to you. He has been a little anxious recently, and it would be good to let him rest for a few days."

Zuo Zhizi: "...What's going on with him recently? There's still some time left for the IH preliminaries, why are you in such a hurry?"

Yanquan looked solemn, and lowered his voice: "You also know that Qingcheng, as the seed team recommended this time, will definitely face Shiratorizawa without accident. After Kageyama was admitted to Karasuno, he also joined Karasuno's volleyball club. This year, we will also participate in the preliminaries.”

"The third year of high school is the last year. During the break a few days ago, Hanamaki and Matsukawa said that they were not sure whether to participate in the spring high school preliminaries. If they did, it would be difficult to balance study and exams under intensive training. Someone's family seemed I also disagree with them spending the rest of their senior year on volleyball."

"The coach is also talking to him recently."

Zuo Zhizi fell silent, staring down at the tip of her shoe.She suddenly remembered that she had also talked to Oi Chuanche about recruiting a new manager.

The first grade has not found a suitable new manager. She told Ji Chuanche that she plans to look for it in the second grade, and she will not come to the volleyball club in the next semester... How did Ji Chuanche react then?

She still remembers that the weather was fine that day.

The sun was shining brightly, coming in through the bright windows of the lounge.Oi Chuanche, who had just finished training, was leaning against the wall, his tense muscles sweating wetly. He tilted his head, and his face was as bright and bright as ever with a smile—thanks to Oi Chuanche's elegant and beautiful face, he smiled , It makes people feel that the room is much brighter.

"Don't worry! It doesn't matter even if the volleyball club doesn't have a manager. Just apply to the school according to the original plan. You don't need to delay your schedule because of the volleyball club."

He really looks good when he smiles, and his relaxed tone is just like the sunshine that turned from late spring to early summer that day, warm and warm.Zuo Zhizi responded a few times casually, but she didn't notice the huge pressure under the smiling face of this man at all.

In other words, everyone has become accustomed to Oi Chuanche's frivolous appearance, and thinks that no matter what it is, he can easily solve it and carry it down easily.

The elevator beeped, and Iwaizumi said, "Here we are."

Zuo Zhizi took a deep breath and followed Iwaizumi out of the elevator.Oi Chuanche's ward is A-2, which is a single room - when they arrived at the door of the ward, they happened to meet a young couple with a child, thanking Oi Chuanche with a fruit basket and bouquet.

"Thank you so much, if it weren't for you, Jiang Xia would definitely be injured...Xiao Xia! Come and thank my brother!"

"...Thank you big brother."

"You're welcome, it's just a matter of course, and I'm not seriously injured—"

……

Yan Quanyi and Zuo Zhizi stood at the door and didn't go in. Seeing that they would chat for a while, Yan Quan looked at his watch and said, "I have to go back to the afternoon class. I'll leave this to you?"

Zuo Zhizi nodded: "Don't worry, I will send you a message to report the situation tonight."

Iwaizumi patted her on the back, turned and left.From time to time, family members and nurses pushing medical carts came and went in the corridor of the hospital. Zuo Zhizi sat down on the rest chair at the door of the ward, supported her knees with both hands, and let out a long breath.

After a while, the young couple came out with their son.The ward was quiet again, Zuo Zhizi got up and patted his face, and walked in - Oi Chuanche, who was still lazily and sickly lying on the bed, was visibly refreshed when he saw Zuo Zhizi.

Wearing a hospital gown, he waved to Zuo Zhizi: "How about the English test?"

Zuo Zhizi: "...the results won't come out until next week."

Ji Chuanche's spirit only lifted up for two or three seconds, and soon he retreated limply under the blanket of the hospital bed, groaning: "Xiaoyan asked you to come here, right? I said it was a minor injury, there is no need to alarm other people. People! The doctor also said that as long as you cultivate for two or three days, you will be fine, and you won't even delay the practice match..."

Zuo Zhizi listened to his slightly complaining thoughts, the veins on his forehead twitched unconsciously, and anger surged in his heart.But when she saw Ji Chuanche's leg that had been hung up and put on a plaster cast, she stopped short of her stern and cruel words, and finally she could only sit down by the hospital bed with a stern face and pick up a fruit basket. The apple was peeled slowly.

Her hands are very skillful, and she can peel off the whole apple peel continuously.The long, spiral-shaped red apple peel rolled and accumulated in Zuozhizi's palm. She lowered her eyelashes and focused her eyes on the apple in her hand—Oi Chuanche turned her head, grabbed a pillow and put it under her chin, blinking her eyes He stared at Zuo Zhizi's hand without blinking.

That hand has a slender wrist and slender fingers, and the knuckles are curved to hold the handle of the fruit knife. Every time you use skillful force, the back of the hand and the base of the thumb will obviously bulge out the shape of slender bones and blood vessels. Under the white and soft skin, slightly Glow a little blue.

The blade rotates and presses in a little, and the outer layer of the peeled apple is like layers of terraced fields with progressive heights and distinct layers.She held a stack of apple peels that were red on the outside and white on the inside, and handed the peeled apples to Ji Chuanche with the other hand.

Oi Chuanche took a bite of the apple, tilted his head and said cheerfully to Zuo Zhizi: "There is still mangosteen in the fruit basket, when you leave, put it in your bag and take it away."

Zuo Zhizi took a tissue from the table, wiped the water marks on the fruit knife, and announced: "You don't need to go to the practice match."

Ji Chuanche stopped eating the apple, looked at her in surprise, and was about to speak to explain something, when Zuo Zhizi slapped the fruit knife on the table with a 'snap'.

Oi Chuanche immediately swallowed his unfinished words rationally, feeling that his back was about to be frightened into a layer of cold sweat—— Zuo Zhizi sneered: "As you are now, you still want to participate in the practice match? Nothing major happened, and then during the practice match, something bad happened—"

Zuo Zhizi gritted her molars and gave Ji Chuanche a hard look: "Don't you know that the most important thing for an athlete is his body? I was so angry that I dared to climb the stairs because I was dumped by you." I didn't dare to do it, because I was afraid that if I got angry, I wouldn't be able to control my strength and I would hit you with hemiplegia, and then! How did you do it?"

"Cycling into a ditch?"

Oi Chuanche was so trained that he shrank his neck and dared not speak.When Zuo Zhizi finished scolding, and he patted his chest to comfort himself, Oi Chuanche handed the apple to Zuo Zhizi in a fawning manner: "Don't be angry, don't be angry, come and eat an apple?"

Zuo Zhizi snatched the apple from his hand with a stern face, and took a hard bite angrily.

Ji Chuanche sat up, took out a mangosteen from the fruit basket by the table and peeled it, and when Zuo Zhizi swallowed the apple in his mouth, he handed the peeled mangosteen to her: "Come to eat the mangosteen? "

Zuo Zhizi ate the apples and then the mangosteens, and she was not so angry after eating.She raised her eyes and saw that Ji Chuanche was still looking at herself eagerly, and suddenly felt inexplicable horror again, frowned and moved back: "...I'm not used to your sudden change of attitude."

While wiping his hands, Oi Chuanche looked at her sadly: "You can't have a good attitude, and you can't have a bad attitude, Azuo, you are so hard to please—"

Zuo Zhizi: "..."

He had just peeled the mangosteen, his fingers were stained red by the juice of the peel, and his nails were full of flesh.He wiped it perfunctorily, wiped the tissue on his fingertips in a hurry and threw it away; Zuo Zhizi really couldn't stand his clumsy appearance, frowned, pulled a tissue from the table, grabbed his wrist and dragged him over.

The tip of the facial tissue that was folded into a sharp corner ran over the nail crevice, and Wen Tun carefully wiped the inside of the crevice clean.Zuo Zhizi bent her waist slightly, lowered her eyelashes, and stared intently at Oi Chuanche's hand.

His hands don't quite resemble his face—Ji Chuanche has a gentle and elegant liberal arts face, but his hands are really sports hands, with large skeletons and thick calluses on the pulps and palms of his fingers.Zuo Zhizi couldn't hold his wrist with one hand, so she could only support his palm.

They had quarreled since childhood, but not always.When Iwaizumi was around, they quarreled more violently, because Iwaizumi would always reconcile them just right.

When Iwaizumi was away, they only bickered occasionally, but they didn't fight very often.When they were young, Zuo Zhizi was hands-on. Before they entered the puberty period, Zuo Zhizi would rub Ji Chuanche on the ground every time; later, after Ji Chuanche entered junior high school, his body grew like a hormone. He was taller than Zuo Zhizi, and after the difference in physique between men and women became more and more obvious, the two seldom fought.

At most, they can pinch each other's face or kick a few times. Judging from their kindergarten record, this is indeed not within the scope of fighting.

The school organized physiology classes when they were in junior high school. Of course they knew that men and women were different.For example, Zuo Zhizi will try to avoid private contact with unfamiliar male models, and Ji Chuanche will politely refuse some requests from fans from the fan club to cross the line.

It's just that when the standard of dividing men and women is placed on each other, the two will always be at a loss in exactly the same way.

...Can this kind of thing be done to her/him?

Is it okay to think about this in her/his face?

What scope does he/she belong to?

The dividing line is blurred, the ambiguous friendship is mixed with the ignorant sexual consciousness of teenagers and girls, they have never had any experience, and they are definitely not compatible in terms of personality, but they are extremely synchronized and think that they do not want to lose each other. people.

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