in the hospital.

The doctor took a film of the misanthropy and confirmed that the bone was not injured, but the skin injury was much more serious.

Simple safflower oil is useless at all.

So he was prescribed a lot of ointments, and a lot of medicine to eat.

Externally applied and taken internally, the world-weary looks like the head is big.

Turning his head, he saw that Qingliu was still staring at the film he had made.

Inexplicably, there is a kind of shyness that is seen clean without clothes.

Not only did he not wear clothes, but he also saw through the perspective directly.

The misanthropic leg kicked him in the leg, kicking out a dusty mark.

Qingliu looked sideways and frowned slightly displeased.

"What do you see, do you think Lao Tzu is handsome?"

Qingliu didn't bother to pay attention to him, turned his head and asked the doctor, "Are you sure you didn't hurt your bones?" He eats by his hands, and nothing must go wrong. ”

The doctor smiled kindly, "Don't worry, young man, there is absolutely no injury to your bones." ”

Qingliu nodded, "Thank you." ”

The misanthropic who took off his shirt and was applying medicine tilted his head and said, "I don't see that you still care about me?" ”

Qingliu did not answer him.

The world-weary saw that he ignored himself and sneered, "The weasel gives the chicken a New Year's greeting, you must wish that after I abolish it, you will have one less competitor." ”

The words fell, and Qingliu's eyes moved,

Quietly fell on his face, as clear as a lake, indifferent as if frozen.

"Owe it again?"

The world-weary can't stand his aggressive appearance,

In his eyes, Qingliu is a soft and soft little white face, how can he be so domineering, how weak he is.

The most angry thing is that Qingliu is gentle to everyone, but when he sees him, he dominates the body.

Neuropathy.

The misanthropy rolled her eyes at him and turned her head away from him.

The two of them didn't speak, and the doctor was busy talking to the misanthropic medicine and didn't speak.

The room was quiet for a while.

Qingliu lowered his eyes and looked at the time, and said softly,

"You go home and rest by yourself in a while, don't train at night, I'll go first."

WeChat is full of coaches urging him to come early and not make any mistakes.

The misanthropy turned his head violently and looked at his face, "You, go now?" It's not too early ......."

He glanced at the time, and it was already six o'clock.

His car at seven o'clock.

If you enter half an hour early, there will be half an hour, which is exactly one mile away.

Qingliu: "It's not early, I like to go early, I'm afraid of missing the bus." ”

He has a calm temperament and does things in an orderly manner.

At this time, the medicine was good, and the world-weary did not wear short sleeves, and directly put on the team uniform jacket.

"I'll send you."

Qingliu wanted to say that he didn't need to, but he had already paid the fee in a hurry.

When did he have such a conscience.

The world-weary went to pay the fee only to know that the money had already been paid.

He was slightly surprised, and finally didn't say anything.

I came back with my own medicine.

Seeing that Qingliu was folding the clothes that he threw on the bed after he took them off, they were folded into a square piece and packed in a bag.

He looked back and saw the misanthropy staring at the clothes in his hand,

said, "You can't wear it now, I'll just take the clothes." ”

The misanthropy smiled, "No, you still have to go back with a piece of clothing." ”

Qingliu passed by him with a bag,

"You took it yourself, I didn't say I gave it to you."

Misanthropy: "......"

grass

What are you doing?

He shamelessly followed behind Qingliu and asked with a smile in his voice,

"Then I want, will you give it to me?"

Qingliu stopped and looked back at him,

"You have a lot of clothes, and you won't wear them if you take them."

Although he didn't know about his misanthropic family background, this young man's food and clothing was not something that ordinary people could afford.

His clothes are all stalls, and he will not like it if he is world-weary.

"Why don't you wear it, I'll continue to wear it tomorrow."

Qingliu looked at him helplessly,

"Hey, no, you don't want to give me a single dress."

Qingliu handed him the clothes in his hand.

It's hilarious.

He went downstairs to take a taxi, "No need to send it, you can go back." ”

The misanthropic nodded, then stood still.

The car came, Qingliu got into the car, and was about to close the door, when a long leg squeezed in.

You know that's the case.

"You've come to the hospital with me, and I'll take you to the airport?"

Qingliu lowered his eyes and replied to the bombardment message on WeChat,

said casually, "You've already come up, so you don't need to ask." ”

Misanthropy: "...... Oh. ”

After a pause, the world-weary asked, "How many days have you been in the blue market?" ”

"A week."

"What a coincidence, we're going to Blue City in a week to play in the Eastern Division."

"Hmm." Not talking nonsense?

The wounds on the misanthropic body are much better, so the mouth does not stop,

"Is the blue market fun? I haven't been there, I was in the playoffs when I signed for Flying Dreams, and I haven't tried the regular season yet. ”

"It's okay, I can show you around when you come over."

"You guys?" The misanthropic moment asked with some displeasure, "Who are you?" ”

Qingliu said, "Jojo." ”

"You pull it down, you still covet Qiao Qiao, there is Jiang Tong's dog thing, and I can't give you a live pickup."

He looked at Qingliu from beginning to end.

"Give up, you little body, you can't stand it."

Qingliu: "......"

His temper has been tempered by misanthropy, and he is getting better and better, and he is not so angry.

He didn't answer the world-weary words, and quietly looked out the window.

I thought he was autistic.

Suddenly, I heard him ask, "When you were in KUKU, you liked a little boy?" ”

Misanthropy: "I'll rely on you to let me go, don't mention it." ”

Qingliu suddenly laughed in a good mood, "Is it true?" ”

The world-weary scolded, "What a fart!" ”

Qingliu was slightly stunned.

"I rely on that man to be a psychopath.,Fuck he actually has long hair.,I thought it was a blonde and blue-eyed Lori cute girl.,Who knew he was a man.,It's disgusting to me.。

Misanthropy still feels uneasy when I think about it now.

The smile on the corner of the clear lips gradually smoothed, and the face was calm and indifferent.

The misanthropic asked angrily, "Did you say?!" ”

Qingliu hummed lightly,

"It's disgusting."

Misanthropic slumped in his seat, "But it makes me sick." ”

Qingliu's eyes flashed, and he didn't say a word.

The car arrived at the long-distance bus station and Qingliu got off.

The misanthropic looked at the passenger station, "Why don't you fly?" ”

He replied, "I don't want to sit." ”

The misanthropy said: "I haven't eaten at night, are I hungry?" I'm going to buy some ......."

Before the words fell, he was interrupted by Qingliu's light voice, "No. ”

The misanthropy frowned.

"Go back, be careful on the road."

After speaking, the slender figure turned around and left without hesitation.

The world-weary brow tightened even more.

It's just fine, why did you suddenly change into such an indifferent appearance,

Who messed with him?

"Stop."

Qingliu's footsteps paused slightly, and he tilted his head slightly, "Is there anything else?" ”

"You ......" misanthropic for a long time,

"Didn't say thank you."