This posture makes it easy to turn the tables.
He could easily turn over on her and tell her that the boy from her childhood had grown up.
He can protect her now.
But he didn't dare...
He was afraid she would push him away again.
He was afraid that he would scare her.
"I'm sorry... I'm sorry." Tang Qiqi's voice broke the still picture.
She quickly got up and picked up the backpack beside her.
He pulled his hat down to hide the embarrassment on his face.
She turned around and saw that the boy had sat up straight, but he tried several times but failed to stand up.
Tang Qiqi walked over and asked, "Are you hurt?"
"Feet." This word, which sounded somewhat powerless, made Tang Qiqi feel guilty.
She squatted down on her own initiative, but before she could say anything, Qi Yan put his hand on her shoulder very naturally and used the force to stand up.
Although it was said to be borrowing strength, Tang Qiqi did not feel that the hand on his shoulder was exerting much force. Instead, it seemed as if it was trying very hard to restrain itself.
"Is it...serious?"
His attention was all focused on Qi Yan's little hands on his arms and waist, and he was a little dazed.
No response.
Beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.
This reaction made Tang Qiqi misunderstand that he was in so much pain that he couldn't speak. She took the help of someone, changed direction, and walked towards the infirmary.
"Seventh brother." Qi Yan's low voice suddenly came to my ears.
The voice was a little hoarse, as if it was squeezed out with difficulty.
Tang Qiqi thought he had walked too fast and touched the wound, so he immediately slowed down his pace. "Does it hurt?"
It doesn't hurt.
It doesn't hurt at all.
He's just a little greedy.
I long for the warmth from the palm of my hand, and I long for the presence of the person next to me at such a close distance.
"pain."
The elongated ending sound is a bit weak yet gentle.
Tang Qiqi's soft heart felt as if an electric current passed through it, making it numb and tingling.
The hand on his waist tightened, and his slowed-down pace uncontrollably quickened.
Coming out of the infirmary, Tang Qiqi was holding a few plasters in his hands.
The doctor said he couldn't find any serious injuries, it was probably just a sprain, not serious.
But after leaving the infirmary, Qi Yan still had difficulty getting on the ground with one foot.
Qi Yan was injured because of her, and she couldn't deny it.
Tang Qiqi was helping someone back to the classroom, and the silent atmosphere made her feel uncomfortable.
Finally, she found a topic to break the silence, "I heard that you are the school leader?"
"No." Qi Yan answered quickly.
"Then why are they afraid of you?"
Qi Yan turned his head, his dark eyes becoming unfathomable at this moment, "Because I don't care about my life when fighting."
Tang Qiqi was a little surprised by this answer.
I didn't expect that today, I would meet a fool like her who would fight to the death.
The moment their eyes met, Tang Qiqi couldn't help but chuckle, "Little brat."
Suddenly, Qi Yan stopped.
Tang Qiqi turned his head and stood there, staring at her blankly, his stern face revealing no emotion at all.
His whole body was stiff as if he was lost in thought.
Tang Qiqi felt uneasy when he was looked at by those eyes.
She clearly didn't say anything wrong, but the little brat's reaction was as if she had done something wrong.
Tang Qiqi took a few steps back and asked, "Mind?"
This voice brought Qi Yan back to his senses.
His usually agile brain started working quickly after being stuck for a few seconds. He lowered his eyes, and the corners of his mouth curled up unconsciously, "No."
I like it very much.
Just like she used to call him when she was a child.
Tang Qiqi explained, "I am two years older than you."
"Um."
He knows.
Know better than anyone else.
Noticing that the curve of Qi Yan's mouth was getting higher and higher, Tang Qiqi suddenly felt a little uncomfortable.
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