Without further ado, Gu Yuan stretched out his arm, letting Old Man Lu pinch him casually.Old man Lu was not polite either, and treated Gu Yuan the same way he treated Wei Zheng.

The position is the same, the strength is the same, but Gu Yuan doesn't respond at all, as if he doesn't feel any pain.

The old man Lv put more effort into it, and vowed in his heart that he must pinch him until he reacted, so he added a little more strength to his hands.

Gu Yuan still didn't respond.

Old man Lu felt that he was about to wring that piece of flesh off. Even the perpetrator felt the pain, but the victim did not respond at all.

When everyone admired Gu Yuan, only Wei Zheng's heart throbbed with pain. He knew that Gu Yuan was afraid of pain, and he also knew that Gu Yuan was enduring it.

Although his face was expressionless, his eyelashes fluttered fiercely.Gu Yuan has a little habit that is not obvious. When it hurts, his eyelashes will shake violently, and when it hurts, he will close his eyes.

Wei Zheng didn't care about other things, he rushed over, reached out and grabbed Old Man Lu's wrist, and with a little force: "Let go"

Old man Lu was startled for a moment, somewhat overwhelmed by Wei Zheng's aura.At that moment, he really felt that Wei Zheng would break his wrist if he didn't let go.

This thought made him let go of his hand subconsciously although he was stunned.

"Brother Yuan, I'll take you to the infirmary." Wei Zheng moved to Gu Yuan's side and pushed Old Man Lu aside.

"It's a big deal, and you're going to the infirmary." Gu Yuan's tone was still stern, a little cold, but his face was flushed.

He twisted his neck, turned away his face, and pushed Wei Zheng: "Go back to your seat."

"Ah!" With an exclamation, Wei Zheng picked up Gu Yuan Hengkong and walked to the infirmary with big strides.

After the figures of the two disappeared around the corner, the old man Lu came back to his senses. Facing the chaotic scene, he was at a loss for a moment. He patted the table twice: "Everyone is quiet, continue with the class."

The whole class was whispering in low voices, it was a blessing that he could continue talking as if nothing had happened.

The infirmary is not far from the class, fortunately it is during class time, no one came out to wander around, otherwise Gu Yuan would definitely hit him to death with a piece of tofu.

"Wei Zheng, let me down," Gu Yuan whispered.

Wei Zheng answered simply: "No."

This princess hugging posture is too shameful, Gu Yuan can't help but bury his face into Wei Zheng's shoulder, blushing and ask again: "Will you let me down?"

"Don't let go," Wei Zheng said.

"I..." Gu Yuan gave up on using his mouth to solve the problem.

He began to resist with his body. Considering that one arm was injured, and the other arm had just been pinched by Old Man Lu, he kicked his feet wildly, exerted force on his waist, and struggled to get off Wei Zheng's body.

But he flicked it a few times, but it didn't work. Instead, Wei Zheng hugged him even tighter, and both legs were bound.

"Don't move, you will fall," Wei Zheng said.

The voice was gentle and oppressive, Gu Yuan unconsciously obeyed his words and stopped struggling.

The school doctor always didn't know where to go, and every time he came, there was no one, only the empty and huge infirmary, with the door wide open, as if to say: welcome to come in and steal.

Although no one thinks that the things here are worth stealing.

Wei Zheng gently placed Gu Yuan on the bed, as if what was in his arms was not a human being but a priceless porcelain vase: "Brother Yuan, I'll go and find out if there is any safflower oil"

"Wei Zheng, stop looking, I'm not that hypocritical." Gu Yuan sat on the edge of the bed, looking up at Wei Zheng's broad back.

Wei Zheng didn't listen to a word of what Gu Yuan said, and looked around for possible medicines.

After searching for a long time, Wei Zheng finally found safflower oil in the innermost part of a cabinet in a corner: "Is a safflower oil hidden so deep?"

"Wei Zheng, did you listen to me?" Gu Yuan sighed softly, inaudibly.

"I heard." Wei Zheng said as he walked over, and stood in front of Gu Yuan, "Brother Yuan, take off your shirt, I'll help you apply the medicine."

Gu Yuan: "..."

Wei Zheng glanced at the injured arm suspended by the gauze, then squatted down and helped Gu Yuan get off.

Perhaps it was because of inconvenient arms, Gu Yuan was wearing shirts these days, Wei Zheng only had to unbutton his shirts.Buttons were undone one by one, revealing a large area of ​​snow-white skin.

It was only then that Wei Zheng realized that he was looking for guilt for himself.

The buttons were all unbuttoned, and his burning eyes fell on the thin waist. Wei Zheng couldn't help swallowing, like a wild beast seeing its prey, and the eyes were burning.

The moist and hot breath sprayed on the hot skin, Gu Yuan moved back almost unconsciously.

Tiny movements made Weizheng pull out of his delusions, curb his almost uncontrollable desires, and calm down his expression.He nonchalantly pulled down one side of his white shirt, the collar slipping from his shoulders to the crook of his arm.

Looking at the pinched bruise on his arm, Wei Zheng frowned: "Brother Yuan, I don't want you to get hurt again because of me."

Gu Yuan, who had been in a daze, was stung by these words, he looked at Wei Zheng, his clear eyes sparkled, and his black pupils reflected a bewildered face.

For a while, neither of them spoke.

After a long time, Gu Yuan heard a deep male voice drifting past his ears: "I will feel distressed, very painful, very painful, so painful that I want to dig out my heart."

Heiliang's eyes were wet, and tears slid down, leaving only two traces of tears.

This is the second time Gu Yuan sees Wei Zheng crying.

Gu Yuan, who always loves ducks to die, was unknowingly driven by the atmosphere, became inexplicably honest, and said what he wanted to say most in his heart: "Wei Zheng, I want to be nice to you"

Gu Yuan lives in confusion, unable to distinguish feelings, right from wrong, and see through many things.

He just grabs what he can

just don't want to have nothing

don't want to be alone

Therefore, he will be extremely gentle to those who are kind to him, and even risk his life to repay that little bit of kindness.

This is true for Jiangnan, and it is also true for Wei Zheng.

Wei Zheng wiped away the tears with his palm: "Brother Yuan, you..." It always makes people feel so distressed.

"What's wrong with me?" Gu Yuan was a little concerned about Wei Zheng's unfinished words.

"It's nothing, I'll help you apply the medicine." Wei Zheng smiled, poured some medicated oil into his palms, just like what Gu Yuan did when he applied the medicine for himself, warmed the red medicated oil with the palms of both hands, and gently rubbed it on the Cyanosis.

"Brother Yuan, tomorrow is your birthday, do you have anything you want?" Wei Zheng asked while rubbing.

Gu Yuan's body trembled, and his face became ugly. Wei Zheng was applying the medicine seriously, and he didn't look up to see Gu Yuan's expression, thinking that Gu Yuan was thinking.

He waited for a while, but still couldn't hear the answer, so he looked up curiously.

Unprecedented hostility accumulated between Gu Yuan's brows.

Looking at people's faces is one of Wei Zheng's specialties. He immediately realized that Gu Yuan was angry, and quickly changed the subject with his eyes: "Let's not go back to the classroom, we have to look at old man Lu's resentful face when we go back."

"Yeah." The frowning brows were slightly relaxed.

"It's probably more bruised and purple than the place where you were pinched, purple into an eggplant," Wei Zheng said.

Gu Yuan's brows were completely relaxed, and he turned to a smile.

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