[Comprehensive] World Treasures

When Bafang arrived at the place where Hong Jiaodong was, he was sitting on the steps, looking a little lonely from his back.

Bafang Meiren knew that he was very concerned about his family's affairs, and the family's personalities and marriage seemed to have had a great impact on him... such as the scars on his face.

He is not willing to spread out his past in front of Bafang, Bafang thinks that he is not qualified to ask the truth as a friend.

She went down two steps and sat beside him.

"Are you ok?"

She didn't watch the awards ceremony, but she knew that Katsuki Bakugo won the gold medal almost in an explosion—it catered to what he said at the beginning, "I will be No.1".

Jiao Dong is No.2, and No.3 is Chang Dark. Bafang sighed in his heart that he is a student worthy of being a hero.

Hong Jiaodong didn't look at her, but turned his gaze to Xiongying's teaching building, with some confusion flashing in his eyes.

"I don't quite know if I want to know if... the shitty dad thing, the mother thing, the Olmert and the hero thing... about you too."

Bafang Meiren subconsciously ignored the last short sentence, thinking that Green Valley must have said something to him during the game.She could feel the subtle changes in Hong Jiaodong's body, and felt very tangled because she didn't know how to comfort her.

"There's no way around this, Jiao Dong must be able to figure it out after thinking about it slowly."

She rested her elbows on her knees, propped her chin up and looked in the direction of Hong's freezing gaze.

As a friend, there is no way to share these things, Bafang Meiren feels that she just ran to Green Valley to throw away the jelly, which seems to be a wrong choice.

"Sorry for worrying you."

Hong Jiaodong turned his face to look at her, only to realize that the little girl was staring at his side face, her eyes seemed pure and free of impurities.

"...what are you thinking about?"

Bafang was taken aback when he heard the words, and blinked his eyes. Based on the principle of making him happy, the words blurted out without going through his brain.

"I'm thinking that the scorched side face is very beautiful."

The boy's face turned red from the base of his ears to his cheeks.

Hong Jiaodong raised his hand to cover his face, complaining in frustration about his gaffe, took a deep breath and tried to slow down the sudden rapid heartbeat.

—would it frighten her?After knowing what I like.

Just thinking about it like this makes Hong Jiao Dong feel a little panicked, no doubt she has deliberately distanced people who have confessed to her, so no matter what...

Bafang Beauty realized that she had hit a straight ball and was a little bit at a loss. The atmosphere here was too embarrassing, so she stood up, went down two more steps, turned around and said to Hong Jiaodong.

"Would you like to visit your aunt? If you don't mind...can you come with me?"

If it was me who was the treasure of the world, the scorched mother would not have too much mood swings.Ba Fang thought so, unaware that what the blushing young man was thinking of was a drama about meeting his parents.

Hong Jiaodong raised his eyes to look at her, and the wind-blown hair brushed against his ears, causing an unreal slight itch.

"My legs are a little numb, can you give me a hand?"

Ba Fang stretched out his hand without any hesitation, Hong Jiao Dong could stand up by himself, but he still held her hand.

The warm touch came from the palm of his hand, his half was already cold, and the warmth surged up at this moment, making him a little dazed.

Hong Jiaodong raised his head and looked over Bafang's head at Xiongying's big three-dimensional screen, where the video of the sports festival was playing back.

On the other side of the screen, the dead wood hangs on the wall of the cup, and the cup shatters.

He grabbed his neck a little irritably, and the black mist standing on the other side of the bar fell silent while watching the hand kiss that stayed on TV.

Pro Hero Hawks.

Hei Wu, who was wearing a bartender uniform, lowered his head and wiped the wine glass. After he wiped the clean glass several times, he hung it on a special stand.

Based on the relationship between the enemy and the hero, it is not such a simple plan to catch the beauties in all directions without relying on Mr. AFO.

Dead Karaki had already turned the channel, and skipped all the reports of professional heroes. Because he was too restless, he pulled the wound on his body, and the bandage was soaked in blood.

Black Mist helplessly stopped his self-abuse, and was going to put on the bandage for him again, but he didn't know where the irritability came from.

The first attack had no intention of succeeding, and it seemed that Olmert was indeed much weaker, and this information was enough.

besides……

"Sakuraki, we'll see her again."

Hei Wu said so, with deep malice in his eyes.

……

It is estimated that Hong Jiaodong does not have the attribute of procrastination.

After finalizing that Bafang would accompany him to the hospital, a text message invitation was sent the next morning.

Although it was afternoon, Bafang crawled out of the bed again, seeing Hong Jiaodong who was told in the message that he had arrived at the door of his house, his heart skipped a beat, and he finished washing up in a fighting style.

She just struggled with choosing clothes for a minute, and then picked the most common white sweater and black pants.

When she walked out the door and saw that she was really standing at the door, she was silent again.

This... a couple outfit?

The other party's clothes were almost similar to his own and told Bafang Beauty that this was completely a couple's configuration. In order to avoid unnecessary troubles for Jiao Dong, he needed to change a set.

Just as he wanted him to wait a little longer, Hong Jiaodong had already put away his phone and walked towards Bafang who had just waved at him with a smile.

Bafang Beauty: ... was critically hit.

Reluctantly, Hong Jiaodong's appearance was too high, and he was really embarrassed to waste his time by talking, so Bafang Beauty followed him to the hospital by tram.

——Anyway, no one should be so free... right?

No wonder! !

Bafang Meiren, who underestimated the Xiongying Sports Festival, signed No. 13 people who came to ask for autographs with a blank face, and almost ran off the tram.

The hospital was not far away, and Hong Jiaodong was following her, the bouquet in his hand still smelled of the morning dew.

The two of them walked silently all the way to the door of Hong Jiaodong's mother's ward, and Bafang stopped in his tracks.

"Is it okay to go in alone?"

She looked at the boy in normal clothes who was walking half a step diagonally in front of her, and she said it was okay, but she was actually very nervous, so that the hand holding the flower trembled.

——What should I do now?

Bafang hesitated for a moment, took a step forward and put his arms around Hong's frozen waist.

The teenager's waist and abdomen after a long period of exercise have beautiful lines and muscles, and Bafang is just a virtual ring, without real strength.

Hong's scorched body could feel a sudden stiffness, as if his whole body was frozen in place, and the hand holding the doorknob didn't move.

Bafang beauty turned her face to the wall, not looking at the eyes of the staff in the hospital, she spoke softly, and she didn't care whether Hong Jiaodong heard it or not.

she says.

"If you're nervous... let me give you some courage."