Actually, there were quite a few volunteers at the sports field at that time, but she was the busiest. Students would come up to her with all sorts of questions, whether related to the competition or not, or they would come to her asking for water or medicinal wine.
Perhaps because he kept looking at her, she mistook him for a student from their college.
She handed him a bottle of mineral water and said "Good luck in the game" to him.
Just as she was about to leave, he inexplicably called her name: "Lin Chuxia".
However, when she turned around and looked at him with a puzzled expression, he didn't know what to say next.
Perhaps he was lucky; he accidentally cut his hand while filming that day and it bled, but he didn't notice it.
She stared at him for a while, then when her gaze fell on his hands, she suddenly realized: "You want to ask me for wound medicine?"
He followed her gaze to the small cut on his hand, but said nothing.
"Wait here, I'll go get you the first-aid kit."
She returned, carrying a medicine box with a red cross on it.
She looked around at him and asked, "Where are your companions? Let them come and help you treat your wounds."
I'm all alone.
"ah?"
"Can you help me? I have no companions."
She hesitated for a moment, but finally squatted down in front of him: "Okay, I'll help you with this. I believe what you just said is true. I didn't see any other classmates around you. You're not lying to me, are you?"
She seems very wary; perhaps it's developed from being hit on so many times?
She probably thought of him as one of her flirts, but unfortunately, he was the one flirting with her.
As an actor, his acting skills are naturally competent.
"Sorry, I'm a bit of a loner and not very sociable, so they don't really like me. Is that a bit surprising?"
It's true that he was a loner.
Actors like them really can't get too close to people. They have to avoid suspicion with female stars and avoid contact with them off-screen if possible. They are a little better with male stars, but they can't usually reach the point of being confidants. Most of them are just nodding acquaintances.
Then he heard her reply: "Not really surprising... Actually, I'm not much of a social butterfly either."
There was no pity in her clear eyes, but she was less wary of him than when she first looked at him.
He remembered what his younger sister had told him and couldn't help but ask her, "Why don't you fit in? Do you think making friends is a waste of time?"
"No. Actually, I did think about making more friends at first, but later... I felt that maintaining the status quo was fine, and having too many friends would be quite troublesome."
He noticed that a fleeting hint of melancholy crossed her eyes as she spoke; though it was brief, he caught it.
She was probably hurt by the cyberbullying she had experienced before.
Suddenly I felt a pang of heartache.
He wanted to hug her, but he didn't have that right.
He could only suppress the flutter in his heart and lower his eyes to watch her carefully treat his wound with clean water, then disinfect it, and finally apply medicine.
"Your wound isn't very deep, so you don't need to put a band-aid on it. In fact, it might be bad for the wound because it won't breathe. But if you're worried, just be careful when you wash your hands and shower," she advised.
"good."
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