"How did it become like this..."
When she looked up again, the little girl's pure eyes were filled with tears.
"Don't cry, don't cry."
He Sui was a little at a loss and gently wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes.
What he feared most was her crying.
"It's nothing serious. It's just a minor bump. It will take at most... two days."
He paused, then held up two fingers and waved them in front of her. "It will be fine in two days at most."
He Sui remained calm, looking at her with focused and gentle eyes.
If he continued to act flustered, he would surely scare her.
"Just rinse me with water. It looks a little scary, but it doesn't hurt at all."
To let her know that it was not serious, He Sui handed the bottle of water to her.
"This red is not blood, it's the red stain from kneeling on the track."
Cong Nian carefully took the water bottle and squatted in the stands.
He Sui stretched his legs.
His knees were red and bleeding from scrapes and small cuts from pebbles on the track.
Cong Nian pouted and blew gently on his knees.
There are some gravel and stones attached to it.
The water in the bottle dripped onto his knees, causing a stinging sensation, but fortunately it was bearable.
The excess water flowed down his calves, soaking his socks and shoes.
He stared at the little white rabbit who was concentrating on cleaning his wound, sighed, but still didn't remind her.
"Look, it doesn't hurt at all."
He Sui raised his hand and pinched her cheek, his eyebrows curved.
He was the one who was hurt, so why was he the one comforting her?
Cong Nian looked up at him, her eyes filled with worry.
"I'll give you my hand to hold. If it hurts, just squeeze me and I'll be gentler."
A little white rabbit offered his little hand.
“…”
He Sui pursed his lips, touched by the cuteness of her words.
"good."
The body fell back against the back of the chair, both shoes were half wet, but the "culprit" was completely unaware.
He Sui was relaxed, with one hand behind his head, looking at the leaves rustling in the wind above his head, enjoying her service.
I don’t know if it was because her gentle movements were too comfortable, or because the autumn wind was too refreshing, or the sunlight was too dazzling.
He leaned back in his chair and fell asleep.
Cong Nian squatted for a long time, his legs were numb, but he was still concentrating on cleaning his knees.
After washing off the sand on the surface and the red marks on the plastic track, there were only a few scratches underneath.
There was a slightly longer wound on the left leg, but it was not deep, only breaking the surface of the skin. A little blood was oozing out from the middle part, which should have been caused by a small stone on the ground.
It's certainly not as serious as it first seemed.
This made her feel relieved.
I hope it's not serious.
"He Sui, I..."
The little girl looked up with a smile and called his name.
Just when I was about to show off to him how clean I cleaned it, without even a grain of sand left, I found that he had his eyes closed.
She put the bottle down and shook it in front of his eyes.
"He Sui?"
She lowered her voice.
Well, I actually fell asleep!
Her other hand was still held in his!
"I don't have to worry about catching a cold just sleeping like this."
Cong Nian glanced at his exposed arms, almost murmured, and began to untie the coat around his waist.
The temperature at the end of October is neither high nor low, but the wind is very strong and cool. If you don't stand in the sun, you will feel cold.
Above their heads was a dense forest, blocking out the warm autumn sun.
She squatted here for a while and felt her arms a little cold.
He spread out his coat and put it on him. Without taking away his left hand, Cong Nian sat on his right.
Leaning comfortably on the back of the chair, she felt a little sleepy. What was going on?
Is sleepiness contagious?
Looking at the students busy on the playground, a few people would look in their direction from time to time.
Cong Nian was embarrassed.
Could it be that others looked at her like this when she was cleaning his wound just now?
That's... a bit too social.
"Now we announce the list of candidates who will enter the men's 100m finals: Senior 1 (1) Class xxx, ..."
The radio began to announce the names of the teams that entered the 100m and 200m finals.
Cong Nian woke up with a start and pricked up his ears to listen.
"Now we announce the list of candidates who will enter the men's 200m finals: xxx from Class 1 (3) of Senior High School, He Sui from Class 1 (4) of Senior High School..."
Turning my head, I saw someone who seemed to be sleeping soundly.
The fox eyes that were usually so enchanting that people dared not look directly at them were tightly closed, and the long eyelashes were slightly blinking.
She has a high nose bridge and thin lips that are light pink.
The rebelliousness was restrained in his eyes, and his eyebrows, which were flying into his temples, also drooped slightly in a gentle arc.
When he was asleep, he looked... pretty good?
Cong Nian turned sideways, his eyes bright, and moved closer to him.
"Please go to the registration office to register."
The list was repeated over and over on the radio.
Two people from their class made it to the finals, and the other one had already stood up and started taking off his coat.
He also glanced in their direction, obviously wanting her to remind He Sui to go to the competition.
Cong Nian moved the little hand that was held in his palm.
"He Sui, He Sui, wake up."
Someone didn't move.
Cong Nian looked at his face and began to lose herself in thought.
Are you sleeping so soundly?
Her eyes swept across his eyebrows, his eyes, his nose, and finally landed on his thin lips.
His lips were light in color, but she had seen them as bright red as a ripe cherry.
His defenseless look made her swallow uncontrollably.
"He Sui."
Her voice was soft and slightly sweet.
The little girl raised her little hand and poked his face in a playful manner, then pinched his nose and then pinched his ears.
He remained motionless.
“…”
After listening to the reminder on the radio for who knows how many times, Cong Nian decided to go for it.
The center of gravity moved down and down, only an inch away from his thin lips.
She stared quietly at his closed eyes and carefully noticed that his eyeballs were moving!
Um?
Is he pretending to be asleep?
Q: How to wake up a person who is pretending to be asleep?
Answer: Every thought has its own magic tricks.
A certain little white rabbit raised its lips and smiled. If he had seen that smile, he would have gotten goosebumps.
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