He Zixin was stunned. Only then did he see the boy in front of him, tall and big, with a bright face. Looking at the other party's school uniform, he should be a grade higher than her.

"No, senior. I'll just go home and have some safflower oil." he Zixin said.

"I'd better go to the infirmary and have a look. I can rest assured. Otherwise, if you become a big injury because of this small injury in the future, it's not good." the other party insisted.

He Zixin hesitated, but the other party couldn't help holding her hand and walked towards the infirmary.

"Hey?" he Zixin was stunned. For a moment, he couldn't return to God.

In this way, she followed each other to the infirmary. The doctor in the infirmary pulled up the curtain and examined the injury on her shoulder.

And the boy stood outside waiting.

"It doesn't matter. It's just a little bruised. The bones are fine. Just go back and rub some medicine." the doctor said, "do you want me to prescribe some medicine for you here?"

"No, there's medicine for bruise at home." he Zixin said.

The boy was relieved, "fortunately, I didn't hurt the bone. I've been worried."

"You boys, you should also pay attention to your surroundings when playing ball," said the school doctor.

"Yes, yes, you must pay attention next time." the boy answered again and again.

A moment later, he Zixin and the boy walked out of the infirmary. The boy took the initiative and said, "by the way, I'm song Yue from Class 3, grade 2, senior high school. What's your name? Which class?"

"I......" she hesitated for a moment and said, "I'm he Zixin from class two a year."

Song Yue was stunned. "Are you he Zixin? I've heard of you."

He Zixin's body is stiff. Usually, this kind of hearing will not be good news. She can't understand some gossip about her in the school.

Thinking of this, he Zixin could not help but sink his heart. A touch of embarrassment appeared on his face and he was about to leave in a hurry.

"Hey?" Song Yue hurriedly said, "what's the matter with you? Did I say something wrong?"

"Nothing, but since the infirmary has been there and I'm fine, I want to go back to the classroom first," she said.

"Do you have wechat? Let's add wechat. Today we hurt you by playing ball. If you need my help in the future, I will help you." the other party said, took out his mobile phone and seemed to want to add wechat to each other.

"No, i... I don't think we need to add wechat. Thank you for sending me to the infirmary, that's all." he Zixin said, raised his feet and left in a hurry.

Song Yue looked at he Zixin's back, as if out of God.

When he Zixin returned to the classroom, most of the students in the class had packed up their things and went home, while Yi Qianci was sitting in his seat waiting for her.

His sitting posture is so upright that he can even be described by the word "standard".

But sometimes, if it is too "standard", it will also give people a feeling that it is not like a real person. It is like that he is always incompatible with others in school and will not integrate into the group like others. It is always like living only in his own world.

If anyone can really enter his world, it is her.

At this time, Yi modest, who was originally sitting in his seat, looked up at he Zixin.

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