While running, An Ziyu accidentally fell, scratched a layer of skin, and oozed a little blood.

Although he is not as squeamish as he was when he was a child, there is still a little bit left, and the hot pain can't help but make him cry.

pursed his lips, An Ziyu stared at the wound in a daze, and an indescribable grievance came to his heart.

He thought of the time when he accidentally fell in the past, Luoluo would pull him up, and then blow softly and said, "The pain flew away." ”

The tears in his eyes flowed more and more, and a large shadow fell in front of him, An Ziyu raised his head happily, but when he saw the person coming, that bit of expectation was poured down like a basin of cold water.

The physical education teacher bent down and helped him up, "The teacher will take you to the infirmary, don't cry, An An wants to be a man." ”

The last three words seemed to touch a certain nerve, An Ziyu sniffed, wiped away his tears and whispered in a milky voice, "Okay." ”

There were a lot of female and male classmates around.

Those female classmates were very worried about him, and they came to ask the teacher about the situation, and several of them wanted to accompany him.

The boys didn't seem particularly friendly, laughing quietly behind their backs, saying words like "little prince" and "squeamish".

An Ziyu has heard a lot of such words, he knows what the little prince means, in his eyes, Luoluo is as beautiful as a princess, and the princess is always with the prince, so he even has a little joy in his heart for such a title. But now, for some reason, he felt a pang of discomfort in his heart.

Why? An Ziyu himself didn't know.

The nurse sister in the infirmary was very gentle, and when the teacher asked him if he wanted to inform his parents, An Ziyu refused, and he shook his head as he looked at the wound that had been bandaged.

An Ziyu's impression in the teacher's mind was like a fragile ceramic doll, he was usually very quiet, even if he just sat there like a glowing little prince, so after hearing this answer, he couldn't help but have a little change in his heart.

After finishing the last class, Shen Mubai went to An Ziyu's classroom to pick him up.

When he saw the other party's bandaged knee, he couldn't help but be slightly stunned, and then walked over and asked, "Ziyu, why is it injured?" ”

An Ziyu pursed his lips, revealing a little dependence and grievance in his tone, "Luoluo, I accidentally fell down during physical education class, it hurts." ”

Shen Mubai touched his head skillfully with his height, "Does it still hurt now?" ”

An Ziyu hesitated, looked at the girl's eyes full of worry and concern, and nodded.

Shen Mubai thought for a while, lowered his body and turned around and said, "I'll carry you." ”

An Ziyu was stunned.

Shen Mubai thought he was embarrassed, "Didn't you say it still hurts?" I'll carry you back. ”

An Ziyu looked at her back, the fingers hanging to the side curled up slightly, and finally couldn't resist the desire to be close to the other party in his heart, covered his body, hugged her neck with his hand, and whispered, "Is it heavy?" ”

Both of them are about the same age, although Shen Mubai is taller, but he still has some snack power on his back, but his mouth is a saying, "It's not heavy, Ziyu, don't you usually eat well, why are you so light." ”

Hearing her words, An Ziyu breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, pursed his lips and smiled, "Luoluo didn't eat well, and every time he ran to my room to steal snacks." ”