You're the rest of my life

Three seconds out of the door and back.

I stepped off my slippers and changed my wrinkled shirt by the way. It was the boy who could be fascinated by a smile.

"Don't wait for me for dinner. I have an appointment." Yu Muyang's face was thumping with laughter.

Fang Ji pointed to the bruise on his left eye and kindly reminded him, "you don't mean that you don't have the face to see people now. Do you want to shut up and reflect?"

"That was a minute ago, and now I take back that sentence, and add that the appearance of men is not important, I rely on the connotation!" Yu closed the dormitory door and disappeared in a flash.

Leaving a dull square machine, he felt his nose blankly and gave a low beep: "a fickle man is more terrible than a woman."

Downstairs of boys' dormitory.

Yu Muyang rushed to the first floor in one breath. Before he ran out, he saw Qi Rou standing beside the flower bed outside.

She was wearing a white knitwear with a long dark green skirt that swayed gently in the breeze.

Clean face, no powder.

A pair of pure eyes are leaning up slightly and looking at the windows on the high floor.

Yu Muyang can see at a glance that the direction she is looking is the direction of his dormitory.

Qi Rou is really looking for him!

This cognition, let Yu Muyang's mood, momentarily floated again.

Together with the footsteps are some floating, all the way out of the dormitory, floating to Qi Rou in front.

"Xiaorou, you want me?" Yu Muyang stopped in front of her and shouted softly.

What did he think of? As soon as he spoke, he raised his hand and pressed his left eye. The bruise around his left eye made him look weak and pitiful.

Not to mention Qi Rou, there are many students around who stop and look at Yu Muyang who has been disfigured.

“…… Does it still hurt? " Qi Rou licked her lips and asked with some guilt.

Before the voice fell, Yu Muyang replied with a quick smile: "no pain, no pain at all, just a punch. I usually get beaten by my father. This little wound is nothing."

He speaks fast, as if he was ready to speak.

Just such a smile and indifferent words, coupled with the obvious scars on his face, make Qi Rou feel that he is deliberately comforting her.

As a result, Qi Rou felt more guilty.

She was just an instinctive reaction, but it seemed that she had done too much

"I've made medicine for you. You'll get better with this eraser."

Qi Rou has been holding a small bottle of ointment in the palm of her hand and handed it to Yu Muyang.

Yu Muyang reached for the ointment and took her hand.

She found that her fingertips were a little cold, and covered them for her. At the same time, she told her, "the door of this dormitory building is facing the air outlet. Next time you come to see me, please call me in advance. Don't wait below. Be careful of catching cold."

“……”

"I'm a little hungry. I've been eating takeout these days. I'd like to eat the food from that restaurant last time. Can you accompany me?" Yu Muyang took her hand and would not let it go.

Pull her to her side, take her hand and put it into her pocket.

It looked like she was holding his arm and snuggling in his arms.

Many people passing by saw this scene and stopped to take photos in surprise.

Qi Rou felt the temperature and strength coming from the palm of his hand, and subconsciously wanted to withdraw his hand, but heard Yu Muyang suddenly open his mouth, and his voice with some apologies and caution: "xiaorou, let's make up, OK?"