The driver glanced at the two noisy people in the rearview mirror and turned on the yellow light behind.

Rong Wan turned on the light and stared at Yuan Yun's right fingers with a frown. When the two of them were rolling on the ground just now, he didn't hit the ground with his head, and he felt the back of his head being dragged by something. Sure enough, the back of Yuan Yun's hand was completely broken. , and pressed into the sand.

Although the wound is not big, it still looks distressing. It's okay to rush.

As long as Rong Wan thought that Yuan Yun was usually injured, and went back and washed it with water very casually without applying the medicine, he felt that the joy of grabbing the video tape had faded by half. He couldn't stand the person in front of him getting hurt, whether it was in the last life or this life.

Why are some people able to wear fine clothes and food, have a harmonious family, are liked by their classmates, and go abroad to play during the New Years and holidays, while others have no one to care about their blood and blood, and they have to be avoided as a flood and a beast? Even at home, it was a cold bed.

After Rong Wan's emotions, his throat moved, and he whispered, "Don't move, I have iodine and cotton swabs with me in my schoolbag. Get the sand out for you first."

The driver snorted curiously and asked, "You high school students, don't you usually study? Why are there still people who put alcohol and bandages in their schoolbags, ready to rush to fight for the tribe at any time?!"

Rong Wan was feeling uncomfortable, so he didn't bother to pay attention to the ridicule of the driver.

Yuan Yun was still expressionless, but it was cool, but the driver was a little bit arrogant, turned his head angrily and concentrated on driving.

back seat of the car.

Ignoring Yuan Yun's resistance, Rong Wan stubbornly pulled his hand over, firmly pressing it between his knees, then twisted off the cap of the iodophor bottle and took out a cotton swab. Holding the cotton swab, he let go of Yuan Yun's hand on his knees. Yuan Yun seemed to want to withdraw his hand immediately, but Rong Wan didn't let him do so, so he quickly reached out and grabbed him.

He held Yuan Yun's ripped hand in the palm of his hand, lowered his head, first used a cotton swab to get the sand out of the back of the ripped hand, and then used a cotton swab to dip iodophor to reduce inflammation—

Yuan Yun didn't seem to struggle anymore, just stared at him. Rong Wan doesn't care what his expression is now, anyway, if he doesn't give him medicine, he feels uncomfortable, and no one can make him feel uncomfortable.

But half of the medicine, Rong Wan remembered that the wound on Yuan Yun's arm didn't know what to do, so he couldn't help frowning, really wanting to complain: "Next time, where the hole is broken, take the initiative to find me. , I don't have all the medicine for you here, don't I? But it's better not to get hurt... Why do you get hurt all the time..." After speaking, he had to endure a bit of sadness.

Yuan Yun lowered his eyes stiffly, watching Rong Wan's careful movements, and the distress that was almost overflowing in his eyes - the other party's gentle breathing slightly landed on the back of his cold hand, the temperature was scorching, like The little sun that melts everything. For a few seconds, Yuan Yun's brain couldn't think anything.

Just like the last time, the last time he saw the wound on his arm, the circles of his eyes were still red.

Yuan Yun almost didn't dare to look anymore, turned his head away, sweat on his palms.

He was very nervous, as if the sharp blade met the soft rib, and his heart even felt a rush that had never been seen before.

"Okay." Rong Wan finally got out the embedded sand, heaved a sigh of relief, and after applying a little iodophor to Yuan Yun to reduce inflammation, he put down Yuan Yun's hand.

Yuan Yun retracted his hand and looked out the window expressionlessly, but his fingers clenched nervously. He pursed his lips tightly. At this time, he didn't know that his heart was beating so fast that it exceeded the heartbeat frequency caused by vigorous running.

Chapter 48

"Do me a favor." On the tennis court, Rong Wan called Qiu Yaru aside.

Boys and girls in physical education class are separated. The girls are all on the tennis court at the moment. Seeing the school grass calling someone in person, they all covered their mouths and coaxed, Qiu Yaru also blushed slightly.

But following Rong Wan to the corner, he found a person squatting under the tree. Yuan Yun took a bottle of mineral water and wandered around his fingers, raised his eyelids and glanced at her coldly.

Qiu Yaru almost ran without turning around.

"Why, what are you doing?" Although she trusted Jing Yizhi's character and knew that nothing would happen, the feeling of suddenly approaching the third class of living hell still made her neck feel cold, and she wanted to joke that "the school grass has What is the order?" But looking at Yuan Yun's expressionless face, the words bluntly turned into a cautious sentence - "Do you need my help with anything?"

"Really." Rong Wan said with a smile, "Do you know Su Yue from the Wen Ke class in the building?"

"I know, but I know, but I don't know each other very well. I just met a few times in the school dance team." Qiu Yaru said. At the same time, I wondered, Su Yue is a class flower in the liberal arts class, what can Jing Yizhi have to do with her, should it be chasing her——? But it doesn't look like it, instead, it looks like Jing Yizhi is looking for her for Yuan Yun.

Rong Wan said: "That's fine, help me call her into the empty classroom after school in the afternoon, by the way, don't mention the two of us."

Qiu Yaru thought to herself: ... Could it be that Yuan Yun wanted to chase Su Yue? Then Su Yue is too unlucky!

Although a little embarrassed, she still nodded.

After taking out the videotape, only to realize that this matter still needs Su Yue's push.

Rong Wan and Yuan Yun found a videotape playroom outside the school and searched back and forth twice. Sure enough, they found a total of two traces. Fast forward to thirty-four hours twenty-five minutes and seventy-eight hours and three minutes.At that time, Wang Zixuan's trace was discovered!

This kid followed a bunch of people he didn't know in and out of this place. One of them slipped in while slipping a windbreaker over his school uniform jacket. It can be said that he was very impatient.

It's a pity that after reading it, I found out that what happened in the "Night" bar, but there was no way to find evidence - after all, there are no cameras in this kind of place.