Not only her, but everyone present who heard his words was shocked.
Is this still the serious and meticulous Fang Xun?
Cong Nian avoided the touch of his fingers, shrank a little closer to Yu Xinghe's arms, and touched her forehead with the palm of her hand.
Some swelling and some pain.
"Does it hurt?"
Yu Xinghe put one arm around her waist and used the other hand to pin her fallen hair back up.
There are many sycamore trees with dense leaves around the basketball court, and there is only a tall incandescent lamp outside the court for lighting.
The blush on her face was hidden in the cold moonlight.
Cong Nian shook his head.
Suddenly, there was a commotion outside the crowd.
"Hey, why are you pushing people? Do you have any manners?"
The boy who was pulled apart was very dissatisfied and glared at the person who came.
"don't know."
The two words, so low that they were almost inaudible, were colder than the night wind.
The tall figure pushed through the crowd layer by layer, as if breaking through the waves.
Squinting his narrow fox eyes, the moonlight cast a faint layer of silver on his eyelashes, like a silver fox hidden deep in the snow-capped mountains.
He pursed his lips, took off the earphones from his ears and put them in his pocket, with an unfriendly expression that made people want to look at him but dare not look any further.
"Hey, this, this, why does this person look familiar?"
"Isn't this the Great Devil?"
"He Sui?"
A girl recognized him and covered her mouth in surprise.
The two words "He Sui" came into Cong Nian's ears. She covered her head and looked over.
Just then, she saw He Sui pushing away the boy behind Fang Xun and walking towards her.
The moment she saw him, Cong Nian pursed her lips and tears began to fall.
The shock and fear he had just experienced, the dull pain and dizziness in his forehead, the strength he had shown in front of the seniors, and the thousands of suppressed emotions burst out at this moment.
Seeing her crying, Fang Xun raised his hand to wipe her tears, but his wrist was tightly grasped by another equally bony hand.
"Stay away from her."
He Sui frowned, and his cold voice struck everyone's heart.
The temperature around seemed to drop several degrees, and some people rubbed their arms.
Fang Xun raised his eyebrows, looked back unwillingly, and secretly pulled his hand back.
"Let go."
"No."
No one gives in to anyone else.
The tense atmosphere was once again created.
Two people, one squatting and the other standing, one holding the other's wrist, their sights meeting in the air, like countless blades and sparks.
Cong Nian sniffed.
He sat up straight in Yu Xinghe's arms and shivered slightly in the evening breeze.
"Are you feeling better now?"
Yu Xinghe frowned slightly and looked at the protruding forehead with heartache.
Cong Nian nodded and said "hmm" with a very nasal tone.
Then she turned her head to look at the tall figure in front of her, and she opened her hands a little to the sides while hugging her knees.
She pursed her red lips and called his name softly, "He Sui."
There are not many people in the school who dare to call He Suiqi by his full name. Even the usually strict head teacher would add the friendly word "classmate" at the end.
It only took He Sui a second to suppress his anger. When he heard her voice, he shook off Fang Xun's wrist, lowered his eyes and squatted down.
"What's wrong? Who bullied you?"
His voice was very soft, as if he was afraid of scaring the little girl in front of him.
Only the word "who" was emphasized, as if it had a hidden meaning.
He didn't know what had just happened, but his eyes were immediately focused on the swollen spot on her forehead, and his brows were deeply furrowed.
"Who is this..."
Before I could vent my anger for her, I saw the little girl pouting in grievance.
His eyes were red, his nose was red, and his voice was soft.
"I want a hug."
Seeing that he was only half an arm's length away from her, Cong Nian opened her arms.
Tears kept falling, and he felt heartbroken.
Only He Sui, Fang Xun, and Yu Xinghe, who were closest to her, could hear her voice.
The latter two were visibly frozen.
Without any hesitation, He Sui put his hands under her armpits, easily lifted her up, held her in his arms, and stood up to walk out of the crowd.
"Make way."
He never has a good face towards people who stand in his way.
He held the person tightly in his arms, and pressed the little head tightly against his chest. He Sui glared at Fang Xun who was still squatting.
Fang Xun pursed his lips, his jawline tensed, and he slowly turned sideways to make way.
He Suibian carried the person in his arms and went out.
After he finished running, he realized that the two people running in the outermost circle of the playground were missing.
But their school bags were still hanging on the fence, so they definitely hadn't gone home.
I thought they were going to the supermarket to buy some water or something, so I prepared to run two more laps and wait for them.
Unexpectedly, when passing by the basketball court, I heard a lot of noise.
From his position, he could just see the person surrounded in the center of the crowd.
He was not the kind of person who liked to listen to gossip, but what a coincidence that he saw was his little crybaby!
She was holding back tears, feeling wronged and saying something to the person in front of her.
He could imagine her eyes red.
Thinking she was being bullied, his mind was instantly filled with anger and he rushed over.
His body was already soaked with sweat, and his hair was stuck to his forehead, covering half of his eyebrows and eyes.
Cong Nian buried herself in his arms, but she did not smell the sour smell of sweat.
Instead, the school uniform smelled of the same lavender laundry detergent as hers, along with a strong scent of hormones.
Listening to his vigorous heartbeat, each one a very rhythmic beat, even though he hadn't said a word, her emotions gradually calmed down.
She quietly wiped her tears on the front of his school uniform.
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