Han Li calmly withdrew his hand and put it behind his back, his face still calm and natural. He looked at Chen Kong:
"let's go."
Shen Kong's eyes were gloomy, and his expression showed no joy or anger. He just stretched out his hand and said calmly: "Let me see."
Han Li subconsciously turned his gaze elsewhere and pursed his lips awkwardly: "…It's just a ball, it's okay."
Chen Kong pulled Han Li's hands out from behind his back without saying a word.
His fingers were slightly curled up, and he tried to hide backwards with some resistance, but he was firmly fixed in place by Chen Kong and could not move at all.
The back of the slender, white hand began to swell up at a speed visible to the naked eye. The color of the injured area gradually deepened, appearing a shocking purple-blue color under the sunlight. The skin on the knuckles was also scratched, and light blood oozed from the wound.
Han Li's gaze passed over the place where Chen Kong's fingers were clenched, and he turned his head away uncomfortably. The tips of his ears hidden in his black hair felt red and hot.
Shen Kong pulled the corners of his lips, but there was no smile on his face.
He let go of her hand, turned around and walked towards the Cockscomb Head, his steps steady and slow, as if following the rhythm of his heartbeat.
The guy with the cockscomb head was just impulsive, but now he felt more and more uneasy when he saw Chen Kong approaching, and even his legs felt a little weak.
He was just going to kick the ball towards Chen Kong, but he didn't expect it to hit Han Li next to him, which was enough to make him panic. What he didn't expect was that Cheng Chen not only had Lin Ziyu's thigh, but even Han Li seemed to have a good relationship with him and would even help him block the flying basketball...
Because of Cheng Chen, he accidentally offended the two most unoffensive people in the school!
The cockscomb-haired man gave Chen Kong a flattering smile, but before he could say anything, Chen Kong kicked him without warning, hitting him in the abdomen.
He retched reflexively and hunched his body like a shrimp.
Shen Kong gave a gentle smile, bent down and whispered in his ear: "This kick is for myself."
——Because Cheng Chen had been bullied and insulted by this group of bullies in the past six months.
He slapped the back of Cockscomb's now bald head, sending him tumbling forward and falling to the ground in disgrace.
"This is because you aimed at my back just now."
——After all, even though it didn’t hit anything, it doesn’t mean it wasn’t done, right?
The students around noticed the commotion in this direction and began to gather here. Chen Kong was not in a hurry. He slowly pressed his heels on the back of the cockscomb head's hand that was supporting the ground, and said lightly:
"This is for the back of my friend's hand."
The Cockscomb Head screamed.
However, Shen Kong calmly stepped over his palm and stood on the other side of his body.
The physical education teacher arrived with most of their people, and hurriedly parted the crowd to look at the person in the middle of the field. He bent down and picked up the Cockscomb that had fallen to the ground, looked around sternly, and asked:
"What happened? What's going on?"
Shen Kong replied calmly: "It was just a joke. I scratched it when I was trying to grab the ball—"
He stared at the sweaty cockscomb and said, "Is that right?"
The cockscomb-haired guy looked up at him in panic, then turned his head to peek at Han Li who was standing not far away, and nodded hurriedly in agreement: "Yes, that's right, I just accidentally bumped into it when I was trying to grab the ball..."
Under the teacher's suspicious gaze, Shen Kong's expression was natural and innocent.
The teacher hesitated for a moment, lowered his head to examine Cockscomb Head, and found that he had no wounds except for some dirt on his body. He turned his head to look at the wound on Han Li's hand, and finally decided to make a big deal out of a small matter. He raised his hand to drive away the students who were watching nearby: "Go do what you need to do. There's nothing to see here."
After that, he turned his head to look at Shen Kong and said, “Take your friend to the infirmary and bandage him.”
Chen Kong agreed with a smile on his face, then took Han Li's wrist and walked out of the playground.
The noise around him gradually dwindled as the distance from the playground increased. Han Li followed Shen Kong quietly, letting him pull him away, his eyes fixed on his tightly held wrist from beginning to end.
He was a person who could endure pain very well, and the pain on the back of his hand seemed even more insignificant at this moment.
All the senses in my body seemed to be concentrated on my wrist which was being pulled.
The other person's warm and burning palm gently ironed the slightly cold skin of my wrist, and the almost painful feeling came from my heart again, as if pierced by a sharp blade, but also as if soaked in warm water, a sour and soft feeling.
Han Li couldn't even help but raise his hand to press his chest, as if he was afraid that his heartbeat was too loud and would disturb the boy who was a few steps away from him.
The infirmary arrived soon.
Shen Kong loosened his grip.
Han Li felt relieved.
The strange feeling in my heart finally disappeared.
But... a deeper loneliness surged up like a tide, and his fingers grasped in the air as if trying to hold something. The warmth of the other person's palm seemed to still linger on his wrist, making him feel heartbroken involuntarily.
Han Li took a deep breath, turned his head and looked at Chen Kong who was standing beside him, and the voice in his heart became clear and bright.
He...seems to be in love.
Shen Kong watched absentmindedly as the doctor treated Han Li's wound.
As the doctor turned around and walked into the office to find a bandage, he raised his hand and hit Han Li's head hard.
Han Li uttered an "Ah", covered his forehead which was hit innocently, and looked up at Chen Kong in a daze.
Shen Kong took a deep breath and said with some regret: "Why are you trying to stop me? It's been so long and you don't know that I can dodge it?"
Han Li was silent - he was of course familiar with the other party's reaction speed, but at that time he subconsciously...
Before he could think of a good explanation, Shen Kong hit him with another slap: "Have you forgotten what I told you a few days ago? Always put your own interests and safety first, and don't do things beyond your ability. Have you forgotten so quickly?"
...Just for you.
Han Li answered in his heart, but his face still showed a well-behaved and obedient look, as if he knew he was wrong. With his injured hand on the table, he looked pitiful.
Shen Kong was about to continue speaking, but the phone in his pocket suddenly buzzed.
He paused, took out his cell phone and looked at it, his expression became a little subtle.
Han Li asked, "What's wrong?"
Shen Kong shrugged and said, “It’s just my dad’s business, you don’t have to worry about it.”
After saying that, he seemed to have thought of something, turned his head and said to Han Li hurriedly: "Please ask the teacher for leave for me, saying that I have something going on at home."
Then he turned and walked quickly towards the door.
Before Han Li could say anything, he saw the other person's figure quickly disappear outside the infirmary door.
His eyes darkened instantly, and the gentleness and softness on his face faded like a phantom.
The doctor came out of the office at this moment. Seeing that Han Li was the only one left, he was a little surprised: "Hey, Mr. Han, where is your friend?"
Han Li was in an even worse mood. He glanced at the doctor coldly, his dark eyes once again filled with a cold and violent tone, and he said slowly:
"Do your part."
He lowered his eyes and looked at his palms being covered by layers of snow-white gauze, thinking aimlessly:
For such a long time, although Han Li tried his best to maintain the image of a well-behaved and gentle boy next door in front of the other party, he did reveal his true colors. Given the other party's intelligence, it would be difficult for him to continue pretending if he dug deeper.
But the other party didn't.
There is only one reason that can explain it——
The other party doesn't care about me at all, so he doesn't bother to spend energy to explore my true self.
Han Li clenched his fists loosely, and the faint pain on the back of his hand made his mind clearer.
After spending such a long time together, he could observe that although Cheng Chen had high martial arts skills, he was rather slow in terms of emotions. He didn't even care much about anything other than himself. He was almost the most difficult person to conquer. It could be said that he was unmoved by any persuasion.
——However, since he has now realized his feelings, he is not prepared to continue to maintain a simple friendship with Cheng Chen.
At this moment, my forehead suddenly began to hurt violently, almost as badly as the first time.
Han Li clenched his teeth, feeling countless chaotic and distorted images being forced into his mind.
The author has something to say: I forgot to set a time limit for saving my manuscripts. I'm afraid my brain is not in vain.
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