Love for a limited time
Chapter 49 Don't let yourself get hurt again
Chapter 49 Don't let yourself get hurt again
I handed him the iced tea I bought when I came here. Unfortunately, the temperature of my hand has turned it to room temperature. It shouldn’t be so delicious. I’m afraid he will dislike it, so I even helped him with the lid. Unscrewed.
Song Junxi took the water, and suddenly stretched his head over. I was stunned for a moment, and then realized that he was asking me to wipe his sweat. I looked around, but no one came, so I quickly wiped it off with a paper towel. Khan, he drank it in satisfaction.
It seems that after the incident with Chen Lin and the basketball game last time, the relationship between the two of us seems to have really become a little ambiguous, but I can't pretend to be sentimental to express my position when he didn't say anything.
upset!
The pile of books on the table is getting higher and higher, which tends to bury us all. I will wipe the table down before evening self-study, and a layer of dust will fall on the table after the afternoon duty.
It was Thursday that day, and there were not many people studying for self-study last night. After the exam, everyone was a little relaxed. After all, they were still a group of uncertain children.
I was humming while wiping the table. When I didn’t pay attention, the tip of the pen stuck into my nails. I forgot to cap the pen when I finished my homework. The back of this prick was real, it hurt very much, and the blood flowed out all at once, and I groaned.
Feeling my fingers being held in someone's hand: "What's wrong?"
When I looked up, it was Song Junxi who had a nervous look on his face.
I was afraid that someone would see it, so I immediately withdrew my hand and looked back. Fortunately, the two students behind me were wearing earphones and didn't notice our situation.
"The tip of the pen got stuck, it's okay!" I sat down in my seat.
"It's all bleeding, and you still say it's okay!" Song Junxi lowered his voice: "Let me see!"
His attitude was very tough, and he took my hand under the table to look: "The tip of the pen has bacteria, you can't do this, wait here, don't run around!"
Song Junxi left this sentence and ran out in a hurry. I didn't know where he was going in such a hurry, and I didn't have time to ask. I just remembered that he said to let me wait for him here.
After more than ten minutes, he came back, holding a small plastic bag in his hand, rubbing alcohol on a cotton swab, and rubbed it on my nails. It hurt a little, and my hands trembled slightly. The alcohol touched the wound a bit. pain.
"Does it hurt?"
I shook my head, and finally he put on the ointment and put on a Band-Aid.
After completing this series of actions, he explained: "It's easy to get inflamed in this season, remember to apply ointment and don't touch the water!"
I always feel that Song Junxi is making a big deal out of molehills. When I was a child, I was running and playing with my friends, and I fell to the ground. It is quite normal to break it. There is no such thing as applying lotion and ointment. It is all about letting the wound itself Slowly healed.
"It's okay, I was often injured before, don't worry about it, I'll be fine in a few days!" I looked at the particularly abrupt band-aid on my finger, and to be honest, I really wanted to take it off. squeamish.
Song Junxi frowned when he heard me say this, and taught me a serious lesson: "Don't let yourself get hurt in the future!"
I was a little speechless, pursed my mouth, and had no choice but to nod under his pressure. However, I can decide whether I will be hurt or not. No one wants to get hurt, and I don't want to.
Because the Band-Aid on his hand was too conspicuous, it naturally attracted countless concerns.
. . . . . . .
Li Lan saw: "Xia Xia, what happened to your finger?"
"It's nothing, I got a little injury!"
Li Zhibin saw: "Xiao Xiaxia, who made your hands like this!"
I looked at my weird fingers and really wanted to say, it's your brother who is admired by thousands of people. After thinking about it, I still didn't have the courage, so I had to repeat "It's nothing, I got hurt a little!"
Song Junxi always acted like he didn't know anything every time someone asked me, he was extraordinarily calm!
(End of this chapter)
I handed him the iced tea I bought when I came here. Unfortunately, the temperature of my hand has turned it to room temperature. It shouldn’t be so delicious. I’m afraid he will dislike it, so I even helped him with the lid. Unscrewed.
Song Junxi took the water, and suddenly stretched his head over. I was stunned for a moment, and then realized that he was asking me to wipe his sweat. I looked around, but no one came, so I quickly wiped it off with a paper towel. Khan, he drank it in satisfaction.
It seems that after the incident with Chen Lin and the basketball game last time, the relationship between the two of us seems to have really become a little ambiguous, but I can't pretend to be sentimental to express my position when he didn't say anything.
upset!
The pile of books on the table is getting higher and higher, which tends to bury us all. I will wipe the table down before evening self-study, and a layer of dust will fall on the table after the afternoon duty.
It was Thursday that day, and there were not many people studying for self-study last night. After the exam, everyone was a little relaxed. After all, they were still a group of uncertain children.
I was humming while wiping the table. When I didn’t pay attention, the tip of the pen stuck into my nails. I forgot to cap the pen when I finished my homework. The back of this prick was real, it hurt very much, and the blood flowed out all at once, and I groaned.
Feeling my fingers being held in someone's hand: "What's wrong?"
When I looked up, it was Song Junxi who had a nervous look on his face.
I was afraid that someone would see it, so I immediately withdrew my hand and looked back. Fortunately, the two students behind me were wearing earphones and didn't notice our situation.
"The tip of the pen got stuck, it's okay!" I sat down in my seat.
"It's all bleeding, and you still say it's okay!" Song Junxi lowered his voice: "Let me see!"
His attitude was very tough, and he took my hand under the table to look: "The tip of the pen has bacteria, you can't do this, wait here, don't run around!"
Song Junxi left this sentence and ran out in a hurry. I didn't know where he was going in such a hurry, and I didn't have time to ask. I just remembered that he said to let me wait for him here.
After more than ten minutes, he came back, holding a small plastic bag in his hand, rubbing alcohol on a cotton swab, and rubbed it on my nails. It hurt a little, and my hands trembled slightly. The alcohol touched the wound a bit. pain.
"Does it hurt?"
I shook my head, and finally he put on the ointment and put on a Band-Aid.
After completing this series of actions, he explained: "It's easy to get inflamed in this season, remember to apply ointment and don't touch the water!"
I always feel that Song Junxi is making a big deal out of molehills. When I was a child, I was running and playing with my friends, and I fell to the ground. It is quite normal to break it. There is no such thing as applying lotion and ointment. It is all about letting the wound itself Slowly healed.
"It's okay, I was often injured before, don't worry about it, I'll be fine in a few days!" I looked at the particularly abrupt band-aid on my finger, and to be honest, I really wanted to take it off. squeamish.
Song Junxi frowned when he heard me say this, and taught me a serious lesson: "Don't let yourself get hurt in the future!"
I was a little speechless, pursed my mouth, and had no choice but to nod under his pressure. However, I can decide whether I will be hurt or not. No one wants to get hurt, and I don't want to.
Because the Band-Aid on his hand was too conspicuous, it naturally attracted countless concerns.
. . . . . . .
Li Lan saw: "Xia Xia, what happened to your finger?"
"It's nothing, I got a little injury!"
Li Zhibin saw: "Xiao Xiaxia, who made your hands like this!"
I looked at my weird fingers and really wanted to say, it's your brother who is admired by thousands of people. After thinking about it, I still didn't have the courage, so I had to repeat "It's nothing, I got hurt a little!"
Song Junxi always acted like he didn't know anything every time someone asked me, he was extraordinarily calm!
(End of this chapter)
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