"Isn't that Shu Baizhu, the school beauty from the next class?" Shen Zhiming, who had been eating a lot of gossip, endured it for an entire class. After finally waiting until noon, he immediately dragged his childhood friend to start gossiping, "What's wrong with you, Yiyi? You're hooking up with two school beauties at the same time behind my back?"
Ziyi: ...
"Get out of here. What do you mean by flirting? The beauty from the next class you were talking about is the one who poured hot water on me." Ziyi raised her hand and looked at her red arm. Her eyes rolled around, and she didn't know what she was thinking.
"Come on, I'll take you to the school clinic to get some burn medicine." The red and swollen blisters were painful just to look at. Shen Zhiming pulled Ziyi's uninjured arm and was about to change direction.
"Zhizhi, go to the third floor and order some stir-fried dishes. I have something to do and will be there later. If you are hungry, you can eat first and don't have to wait for me."
Ziyi left this sentence and turned around and ran towards the teaching building.
Shen Zhiming looked at Ziyi's disappearing figure and muttered, "I think you have something wrong, so you are just being stubborn."
When I ran to the door of Class 1, Qin Yuhuan was still sitting in her seat writing on the test paper. She always sat straight and upright, making it easy to find her at a glance.
Ziyi crouched at the door, pondering for a moment. She poked her injured arm hard, tears welling up in her eyes. She pulled someone out of the classroom and sniffed, "Classmate, could you please call Qin for me..."
Before she could finish her words, Qin Yuhuan ran out, looking anxious: "Xiaozi?"
"Yu Yu..." As soon as the words came out, the tears that had been held back for a long time fell down, making the person who had just been called out at a loss.
Qin Yuhuan immediately caught sight of Ziyi's burned arm and asked, "What happened to your hand?"
The posture is to lower your head and remain silent, with tears falling.
Qin Yuhuan supported Ziyi as they walked towards the school clinic. "How about I take some time off to go to the hospital with you?"
I always feel that the level of the school clinic is not up to standard.
Ziyi shook her head and said, "No, I'll just go to the school clinic." Her tone sounded very aggrieved.
It was at this time that she discovered that she had such a talent for playing the victim.
"I accidentally bumped into someone who was fetching boiling water this morning. It hurts so much." Ziyi sobbed and was about to start crying again.
Qin Yuhuan thought that it must be when they were going back during the break. At that time, they were in a hurry and Ziyi had already bumped into their class teacher. There was a blind spot going down the stairs, which happened to be the boiling water area.
"We'll be there soon. Let's go to the school infirmary first. If the school doctor can't handle it, we'll go to the hospital. I know it hurts. I have some paper here, so you can cry without worry." After all, Ziyi wouldn't be left without paper to wipe her tears and snot.
Ziyi: ...
"Why, why..." Ziyi choked up, tears falling as she spoke, "Why didn't you let me stop crying?"
"Because it hurts," Qin Yuhuan was too embarrassed to say that even she seemed to feel the same pain as Ziyi. At this moment, her heart felt as if someone was pulling it out. She had always had a stronger ability to empathize than ordinary people since she was a child, and she couldn't bear to see people get hurt in front of her. "I'll block you a little, so no one will see."
Ziyi: ...
"Qin Yuhuan."
Qin Yuhuan responded and looked in the direction of the voice. Ziyi, who was crying, had a pout on her face, as if she had suffered some great injustice. Then she heard her ask, "You haven't even divided your major into arts and sciences yet, why are you associated with science and engineering first?" She was so blunt.
Qin Yuhuan, the old hermaphrodite, was touched by Ziyi and realized, "Then you, don't cry, Xiaozi, your crying makes me want to cry too."
Posture:? ?
"Why?" Crying is contagious?
However, before she could get Qin Yuhuan's answer, the school clinic had already arrived.
"Why are there so many people getting burned today?" the school doctor muttered to himself as he was about to go home for lunch.
Ziyi's heart skipped a beat.
As expected, Qin Yuhuan's clear voice rang out: "Is anyone else going to get burned?"
"Yes, there's a kid in your grade who said he was scalded by boiling water." The school doctor took out the ointment as usual and said, "Apply this three times a day."
Qin Yuhuan asked about various things that needed attention, borrowed a pen and paper to write them all down, and then gave Ziyi the first dose of medicine under the guidance of the school doctor.
"Xiaozi, are you going to eat?"
Qin Yuhuan finally asked the question that Ziyi had been waiting for for a long time.
Ziyi nodded, as if she was a little embarrassed: "I have to go, Shen Zhiming is waiting for me in the cafeteria, but my hands hurt so much, I'm afraid I can't eat."
Qin Yuhuan agreed with this, "Or, let Shen Zhiming feed you?"
"She would stuff food up my nostrils." Ziyi said sadly, "That rough fellow has no patience at all."
Qin Yuhuan finally spoke to Ziyi's heart this time: "Then shall I go with you?"
For a moment, Ziyi was on the verge of losing control of her joy. The slight curve at the corner of her lips was forcibly flattened. She was so soft and weak, and she carried the character of "an injured person with a disabled arm" to the extreme. "Will it be very troublesome for you? I don't think I've seen you in the cafeteria before."
A cool breeze blew along the garden path, and the bamboo leaves on the side made a rustling sound.
Qin Yuhuan curled her eyes at Ziyi and said, "I rarely eat in the cafeteria. I go home for lunch. My mother cooks. Occasionally, she goes to Yangcheng to buy supplies and is not here at noon. Then I go to the cafeteria. It's not a big deal. I just need to talk to my mother about it recently."
so--
Ziyi secretly sighed that she was as lucky as ever, at least the trip was not in vain.
The third floor of the cafeteria is the stir-fry area, and most of the people there are teachers. Ziyi and the other two people in school uniforms formed a strange sight among the crowd of teachers.
"Yiyi, you..." Shen Zhiming gave Ziyi a look that said, "As expected."
Ziyi was afraid of being exposed, so she stepped hard on the instep of her childhood friend under the table.
Shen Zhiming bit his chopsticks immediately in pain and swallowed Ziyi's warning.
While being fed by Qin Yuhuan, Ziyi still said politely and considerately: "Yuyu, I'm not picky about food. I eat everything. I hope you don't think I'm troublesome."
Qin Yuhuan shook his head, "No, you're not a bother."
original--
Ziyi was burned because she was looking for her to bring her snacks. It is reasonable that she should take good care of her.
Only Shen Zhiming complained in his heart while sober: You are not picky about food, you are the pickiest eater in the world!
Ziyi ate all of these dishes because she was the one who ordered them!!! She avoided all of Ziyi’s picky eating habits.
After finally getting over the torment of the stinky dog food, Shen Zhiming saw her childhood friend putting his injured hand behind his back and making gestures to her.
Shen Zhiming: ...
"Ziyi, Yuyu, Teacher Song just asked me to go to the office to look for her. She might be going to get her homework. I can't go with you."
Fortunately, she worked hard to get the position of art class representative, otherwise!! Where would she get a ready-made excuse!
Stinky Ziyi, falling in love is great!!!
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