Judging from their neat clothes and hair, they belong to the same kind of unit as Xu Zhengxi.
"Excuse me, I'll go out now." She quickly turned around and walked out of the room, not forgetting to close the door behind her.
She hid herself among the rows of bookshelves outside, regretting that she had been so foolish as to barge into such an important place without even asking!
She sat on the floor, head bowed, hair disheveled, her hands twitching at her hair in frustration. She pulled at her scalp, trying to clear her head.
"Let go." A warm, large hand took her hand and slowly removed it from her head.
Xu Zhengxi squatted down in front of her, took her small hand in his palm, and wouldn't let go.
Xu Zhe looked up and met his eyes. His deep, dark pupils were shimmering with light, filled with boundless tenderness.
"I shouldn't have gone in there so casually," Xu Zhe admitted his mistake.
Like elementary school students who are afraid of being scolded by their parents, they use admitting their mistakes and showing a good attitude to reduce the punishment.
Xu Zhengxi couldn't help but laugh, and gently pinched her delicate nose with his slender fingers.
"It's not your fault. It's normal to come back and seek support after being bullied outside." He spoke like a parent, showing tolerance and doting.
"Don't worry, Si Kangzhu will handle it and won't let you suffer in vain."
Xu Zhengxi put his arm around her shoulder, pulled her up from the ground, and then held her hands up in front of him.
Which hand did you use to hit him? Left or right?
Xu Zhe's palms burned; he knew everything so quickly.
"Right hand."
Xu Zhengxi carefully examined her right hand, gently stroking her pink palm: "Does it hurt?"
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