Chapter 10 He is like a king on the throne, making people want to...
After Xiao Zhier wrote a note for them and handed it to the dormitory manager with one hand, and coaxed his students to leave, looking back every few steps, Lin Jingshen, who was stuck behind, finally found a chance to squeeze forward.
The baby-faced counselor had a worried look on his face. He looked at Xiao Zhier's arm and asked, "How many stitches did you get?"
Xiao Zhier was stunned. His mind was not working at that time, so how could he remember to count the number of stitches? Xu Ze knew Xiao Zhier's condition at that time better than anyone else. After all, this man looked particularly good even when crying. He took a few sneak peeks at him and naturally knew that Xiao Zhier didn't pay attention to the number of stitches the whole time.
He took a half step forward: "The wound is a bit long, and it took five stitches."
Before Lin Jingshen expressed his surprise, Xiao Zhier took a deep breath.
Lin Jingshen pursed his lips. He really couldn't help but said, "Why do you look more surprised than me?"
Xiao Zhier touched his nose awkwardly: "Is it not okay for me to have phantom pain?"
Xu Ze coughed and said, "The effect of the anesthetic should be fading. This is probably not phantom pain."
Xiao Zhier: "..."
He turned his head tremblingly to look at Xu Ze: "Can't you just let me lie to myself?"
Xu Ze: “…”
Xu Ze withdrew a truth.
Xiao Zhier glared at him resentfully, turned around and bumped into Lin Jingshen's shoulder: "Thank you for your hard work. You still have to help me look after the children."
Xiao Zhier knew this group of students in his class. Each of them had the so-called "Crispy Shark" physique. They were fragile but hard to kill. They fell down in various unimaginable ways every day. After being sent to the hospital, they would recover and return to school at an unimaginable speed, which made Xiao Zhier's heart rate often struggle on the warning line.
Fortunately, during the time that Lin Jingshen helped him look after the students in the class, there were no new accidents that required medical treatment, otherwise it would have been really difficult for Xiao Zhier to deal with the situation.
Xiao Zhier and Lin Jingshen still had things to talk about. Xu Ze was standing alone in the lobby of the office building, looking left and right. After a while, he heard someone making two "beep" sounds like calling a puppy. Xu Ze subconsciously looked in the direction where the sound came from, and saw Xu Censheng hiding at the door and waving at him frantically.
Xu Ze:? ? ?
He took a few steps to the door, but before he could say anything, Xu Censheng grabbed his arm and pulled him out.
Xu Ze was caught off guard and nearly fell headfirst. He held onto the wall in a somewhat embarrassed manner and frowned at Xu Censheng: "Why don't you go back to the dormitory? Be careful or you won't be able to get in later."
Xu Censheng poked his head into the office building and looked around. Seeing that Xiao Zhier didn't notice them, Xu Censheng breathed a sigh of relief. He looked at Xu Ze and raised his chin: "Uncle, don't you think you forgot something?"
Xu Ze was stunned.
Xu Censheng sighed in a mature manner and patted Xu Ze on the shoulder: "My friend is from the new media department. She said that when the scene of our class's stage play was changed halfway through, the camera swept across the audience and happened to see you and Brother Xiao leaving together."
Xu Ze didn't feel guilty at all about being caught by his nephew kidnapping his nephew's counselor and running away. He raised his eyebrows confidently: "So what?"
Xu Censheng smiled and said, "Grandpa said he wanted to watch the live broadcast at home. Do you think he saw it?"
Xu Ze's expression froze. He pursed his lips lightly and raised his hand to drive Xu Censheng away: "Go, go, go, go back to the dormitory quickly. If you can't get in later, no one will take care of you!"
Xu Censheng was a man who loved to watch the fun. As Xu Ze pushed him forward on his back, he smiled and poured cold water on Xu Ze: "My dad just called me to ask me. If grandpa hasn't contacted you yet, you're on your own. Hahahaha..."
His arrogant laughter was so penetrating that even Xiao Zhier, who had a brief conversation with Lin Jingshen about the party in the hall, heard it. Confused, he went out to see what was happening, and saw Xu Ze and Xu Censheng, the uncle and nephew, arguing in an endless stalemate.
Xiao Zhier was silent for two seconds: "What are you doing..."
Xu Ze turned around suddenly. Seeing that Xiao Zhi'er was still moving towards him, he was afraid that Xu Censheng would say something weird again. Xu Ze subconsciously shouted, "Don't move!"
Xiao Zhier was startled by him. He stopped subconsciously and looked at Xu Ze with a strange look in his eyes.
Xu Ze wanted to explain, but Xiao Zhier thought he was also a considerate person. He raised his hand to stop Xu Ze from speaking. The young man smiled softly and said, "It's okay. You guys chat first. I won't disturb you."
Xu Ze watched Xiao Zhier turn around and go back.
He lowered his head and looked at Xu Censheng, who blinked at him innocently: "What do you think Teacher Xiao is thinking about?"
Xu Ze closed his eyes tiredly: "Go, go, go, go back to the dormitory!"
"Okay!"
Xu Censheng successfully dropped a bomb on his uncle, but when he saw that things were not going well, he immediately admitted his mistake and rolled away.
"What's going on? Why is there that expression?"
Lin Jingshen twirled his car keys with his fingertips. When he saw Xiao Zhier coming back, he asked with a puzzled look on his face.
Xiao Zhier smiled and turned to look in the direction of Xu Ze and the others. "Nothing much, I just felt that Xu Censheng and his uncle had a pretty good relationship. They seemed much more harmonious than the last time I saw them."
Lin Jingshen said "Oh", and patted Xiao Zhier on the shoulder: "Alright, it's getting late, your hand is like this, so hurry up and go back. I told the director that you are injured. There will be a sports meeting in a few days. It doesn't matter whether you come or not, just rest at home for two days."
The effect of the anesthetic that Xiao Zhier had been injected with before had almost worn off. At this time, the sharp pain gradually rose. He took a light breath, bit his lower lip and nodded.
Xu Ze had already dawdled his way back to Xiao Zhier's side. Upon hearing this, he hurriedly helped Xiao Zhier to his side, seemingly unintentionally separating Xiao Zhier and Lin Jingshen: "Then I'll go back with you to get your things, and then take you back to the rental house?"
Xiao Zhier nodded, and he looked at Xu Ze with a smile: "Thank you for your help."
Xu Ze was not wearing his silver-rimmed glasses. His eyes were sparkling at this moment. He tilted his head to glance at Lin Jingshen who was standing beside him, and waved at him with a smile: "Then I will take Teacher Xiao away first. Teacher, you should go home and have a rest early."
Lin Jingshen raised his eyebrows slightly. He looked at the backs of the two people walking away together. His eyes were fixed on Xu Ze's arm that was placed behind Xiao Zhier, loosely protecting the young man's waist, for a few seconds, and a faint smile appeared at the corner of his lips.
These two people are really interesting.
"It will be almost ten o'clock when we get there. Haven't Grandpa Xiao and Grandma Ling rested yet?"
In the car, Xu Ze leaned over and fastened the seat belt for Xiao Zhier, then looked up at him.
The two of them were very close to each other, and from Xiao Zhier's perspective, Xu Ze almost looked like he was half lying on his legs.
Xu Ze was slightly nearsighted, and at this moment he put on his pair of silver-rimmed glasses. The glasses chain swung and bumped against Xiao Zhier's leg, causing a slight itch.
There was a silver light condensed on the glasses chain, flickering as the glasses chain swayed, and also casting a layer of clear light on Xu Ze's dark eyes.
Xiao Zhier's breath was choked, and he curled his fingers unconsciously: "It doesn't matter, Ms. Ling Chunhua is a night owl. She went out to dance in the middle of the night a few years ago. It's still early for her to go to bed... My grandfather won't go to bed so early either. He got a set of well-preserved ancient books a few days ago, and he's been addicted to studying them these days. He won't go to bed until late at night."
Xu Ze smiled when he heard this: "The old man is in good spirits."
He sat up straight and Xiao Zhier let out a breath quietly.
For some reason, he always felt that the look in Xu Ze's eyes just now was a little strange, as if it was filled with an indescribable emotion, making Xiao Zhier surprisingly uncomfortable.
The night was gentle, Xiao Zhier's head was leaning against the car window, he was looking at the trees passing by on the roadside, the shadows of the trees were swaying, the street lights were bright, the chaotic light and shadows fell on Xiao Zhier's face, making half of his face submerged in shadow.
The traffic light turned red. Xu Ze stopped the car and turned to look at him. In a trance, he felt that Xiao Zhier seemed very far away from him.
He suddenly felt a little panicked: "Brother Xiao..."
Xiao Zhier turned around tiredly and asked, "What's wrong?"
He was already handsome, and when he tilted his head to look over, he saw Xiao Zhier leaning against the passenger window, his entire body submerged in shadow.
The light and shadow outside the window were dim and chaotic. The faint light that came through the narrow gap in the car window fell on Xiao Zhier's face, illuminating the young man's pointed chin and rosy lips.
As his reply sounded, Xiao Zhier sat up straight as usual, and the young man's delicate face moved a little closer to Xu Ze, and his bright peach blossom eyes gradually appeared in the light.
Xiao Zhier was a person who loved to laugh. Every time Xu Ze saw him, he was almost always smiling. At this moment, perhaps because of the pain or perhaps because of tiredness, the smile disappeared from the corners of Xiao Zhier's lips, but it gave him an exceptionally charming temperament.
He was like a monarch on the throne, looking over at me with an expressionless face. Even though he was not sitting on the throne, one could not help but want to bow down to him.
Xu Ze stared at Xiao Zhier for a long while, until the traffic light turned green and the vehicles waiting behind him couldn't help but start honking their horns to urge him to drive. Only then did Xu Ze release the brakes belatedly.
Xiao Zhier stared at the swaying glasses chain for a few seconds, and then curled his lips: "Doctor Xiao Xu hasn't said anything yet, why are you suddenly asking me to do something?"
Xu Ze took a deep breath and said, "Nothing. There's a neck pillow in the front. If you're tired, take a rest. I know the way and will call you when we get there."
Xiao Zhier was frightened today, injured and bleeding, and was extremely tired at this time. He hesitated for a few seconds, and seeing Xu Ze concentrating on driving, he nodded: "Okay, I really troubled you too much today. If you need my help in the future, please call me anytime."
Xu Ze laughed and glanced at Xiao Zhier: "Come on, Brother Xiao, it's too formal to tell me these things. Let's go to sleep."
In order to avoid affecting the wound on his arm, Xiao Zhier slowed down and opened the glove box in front of him, took out the U-shaped pillow and put it behind his neck. He tilted his head back, adjusted his posture, leaned slightly against the back of the chair and closed his eyes.
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