Rong Wan didn't expect him to say anything, and asked the system directly.

The system checked and said, "His dad came back last night, and the two had a fight."

Rong Wan: "In the original text, didn't his father come back during the winter vacation?"

The system said: "It seems that something has fallen, so come back temporarily to pick it up."

"..." Rong Wan suddenly became angry, and for a moment had the idea of ​​killing Yuan Yun's father.

But he thought about it calmly. Install a monitor at home to record the evidence and report it to the police. Yuan Yun did this when he was a child. It will make the original father worse.

So what about asking Father Jing for help? Jing's father is a businessman. Although he loves Jing Yizhi to the core, he will never take care of other people's troubles. It's a fucking dead end - unless something else is planted on the original father.

Rong Wan stared at the wound on Yuan Yun's arm, many thoughts flashed in his mind.

Yuan Yun seemed to feel that his deskmate was staring at him all the time, he frowned, and turned his head to look at Rong Wan-he was startled for a moment.

Rong finished his eyes red.

When Rong Wan saw him look over, he sniffed in a hurry, turned on his phone, looked at himself, and found himself in a state of embarrassment. It's over, it's a shame!

But his heart was so swollen that he couldn't speak, as if he was caught by some hand, making him breathless, and the red circles under his eyes persisted for a long time.

Yuan Yun kept watching him take out a tissue to wipe his nose, his fingers holding the book were extremely stiff, and he didn't turn the pages for a long time.

"I have this, let's get you wounded." Rong Wan adjusted his mood and took out the emergency bandages and disinfectant iodine from his schoolbag. Yuan Yun frowned at him. This time, he didn't care whether Yuan Yun resisted or not. All in all, he could take the medicine without taking medicine today. He grabbed Yuan Yun's hand, and suddenly felt that Yuan Yun's whole body was tense.

Yuan Yun came back to his senses, and immediately pressed Rong Wan's hand holding the cotton swab, and gave Rong Wan a warning look.

Rong Wan broke the jar, lowered his voice and said hoarsely, "Why don't you do it yourself, but can you do it with one hand? I just want to help you, or do you want to be disabled?"

After he finished speaking, he arrogantly grabbed Yuan Yun's arm, applied medicine to the long wound extremely quickly, and bandaged it in one go. After all, it was trained in the previous life.

Yuan Yun's hand was wrapped in Rong Wan's arms, and his body was as stiff as a slate. He stared at Rong Wan's red eyes, his body was extremely suppressed indifference and sharpness, and slowly it was like a hole in a taut paper. The dark eyes revealed a daze... and a little at a loss - he didn't move any more, he lowered his eyes, staring at Rong Wan without turning.

It was not until Rong finished taking the medicine and raised his head that he hurriedly averted his eyes.

The movement of the two pulling each other was not too big but not too small. The classmates in front didn't pay attention, but how could the math teacher on the podium not see it. It's just that the math teacher was very young and didn't want to cause trouble, so he turned a blind eye and pretended not to see it.

After bandaging, Rong Wan sat back, relieved, and ignored Yuan Yun.

But Yuan Yun stared at the white gauze on his arm, and didn't write a word for the whole class. Why are you... crying?

Chapter 44

This morning there is a physical education class, because it is raining outside, so study indoors. Not long after school started, the teacher was relatively loose, and the classroom was noisy.

Yuan Yun went to the infirmary by himself. The old doctor in the infirmary was used to the wounds on his body, so he started to dispense anti-inflammatory drugs when he brought him over. He glanced at the original bandage on his arm, and said, "I wrapped it myself. Has the technique improved?"

Yuan Yun didn't say a word, sitting on the bench, looking at the dimly lit corridor outside.

When he returned to the classroom and sat down, Rong finished pouring two more glasses of water, and hesitantly put a glass on his table, without saying a word—

Rong Wan was still a little embarrassed, because of the fact that he had a red eye in front of Yuan Yun just now.

He knew that his sudden favor might be very inexplicable to Yuan Yun. Yuan Yun was only afraid that he would think that he was either a weirdo or a virgin, so that he would show indiscriminate sympathy. But he couldn't bear Yuan Yun's injured arm swaying in front of him. Now that the wound was treated again by the people in the infirmary, the boulder hanging over the top of his heart was finally put down.

He poured two glasses of water and thought to himself, if Yuan Yun doesn't drink it, then don't drink it, but if he wants to drink it, isn't there a cool cup left there, you can drink it anytime...

The water dispenser outside is always crowded with people, can Yuan Yun's injured arm squeeze in?

Out of embarrassment and embarrassment, after Rong finished putting the water on Yuan Yun's table, he opened the beauty magazine that Jing Yi Zhi had collected, but he couldn't read a single picture.

From the corner of his eye, he could feel Yuan Yun staring at him.

After staring for an unknown amount of time, Yuan Yun retracted his gaze, and suddenly reached out and took the glass of water into his hand.

Rong Wan hurriedly looked at him, thinking that he had no conscience enough to throw it away, and his heart was smoking with anger—

But he saw him unscrew the cap of the bottle and took a sip.

wait, drink? ! Is the stone blooming? !

But it was only a small sip. After moistening the lips, closed the bottle cap and put it back to its original position.

After drinking, he hesitated, tapped his forefinger on the table, and looked at himself with dark eyes, indicating: drink.

"..."

Rong Wan stared at him, the heavy stone in his heart suddenly moved away, and his anger disappeared. In fact, he was not angry with Yuan Yun, but the pain in his heart had nowhere to relieve it.

The two continued without communication for the whole morning, but I don't know if it was Rong Wan's illusion. After he felt that he had a red eye in front of Yuan Yun, Yuan Yun seemed to be less wary and defensive about himself.

Then he drank a little water one after another, until the bottle of water was empty, he went out and made two bottles in silence. Originally worrying that his arm would not be able to line up was completely useless. The group of people outside saw the third class fight king approaching. —