Wasn't he disabled?

How did they end up downstairs now? Were they carried here?

Wu Youyou didn't dare to think any further. She checked the time; there were still twenty minutes before the dormitory closed.

Without the slightest hesitation, she dashed off like an arrow released from a bow.

Liu Xiaolan called out from behind:

Where are you rushing off to in such a hurry?

Unfortunately, Wu Youyou ran too fast and didn't hear her voice.

Shi Xingyue raised an eyebrow and let out a soft chuckle:

"Xiao Lan, Youyou has something important to do. Let's wish her well!"

Liu Xiaolan seemed to have a vague idea of ​​what was going on.

Oh~~~~~~~

She exclaimed with great interest, then lay down with a smile.

As Wu Youyou rushed downstairs, a familiar figure came into view.

He had a handsome face, a cold expression, and a tall, slender figure. His deep, beautiful eyes were staring straight at me.

He stood before me unharmed, like a dazzling star.

Wu Youyou's tears instantly streamed down her face. She rushed forward like a bird returning to its nest, hugging Shi Zhan tightly, her voice trembling with sobs:

"You scared me to death! Waaaaaah~~~~"

However, when Wu Youyou hugged him, she accidentally touched the wound on his back, and he couldn't help but let out a muffled groan.

Wu Youyou immediately realized what was happening, quickly let go of him, and looked at Shi Zhan with teary eyes, her face full of guilt:

"I'm sorry, did I hurt you?"

Shi Zhan looked at her tenderly and said softly:

"It's nothing, just a minor injury."

The worry in Wu Youyou's eyes did not diminish, and she scolded playfully:

"But you're telling me you're disabled? Are you trying to scare me to death?"