Wen Qiao raised an eyebrow and looked at him: "Sorry, I didn't kick it crooked, I just wanted to hit you in the face!"
Yao Heng covered his nose with his hand: "You..."
Wen Qiao had already turned around to follow Gu Xiao's steps.
Su Ying gnashed her teeth in anger: "Bandit, Wen Qiao you are really a bandit!"
The other boys on the court were stunned: "This girl's kicking power is too strong."
"Yeah, from our school? Let her join the women's soccer team."
"It seems to be from Central China University of Political Science and Law."
"Yangyin? That's so cool! I want to tell the president of the soccer club."
"Brother, wake up. She is from the Central Conservatory of Music, not Fukai."
"Our three schools are together, and it has long been assumed that they are one. There is no problem."
Wen Qiao jogged for a while and caught up with Gu Xiao.
Gu Xiao's face was gloomy. He didn't understand why he had to save her. But when he saw the football rushing towards her, his body reacted faster than his brain.
He didn't like this reaction.
Wen Qiao called out to him: "Gu Xiao, stop!"
Gu Xiao paused, and Wen Qiao said sternly, "Go to the hospital for a checkup."
"I said I didn't need it."
"You are a member of my club. There are very important games in December. You can't have any problems with your health."
It seems that this is the only reason I can use to take Gu Xiao to a nearby hospital for a check-up.
Gu Xiao went to take an X-ray and the doctor confirmed that there were no broken bones.
Wen Qiao leaned against the wall outside the outpatient clinic. When Gu Xiao came out with the film, he called him, "Are you okay?"
Gu Xiao said indifferently: "I've already said it's okay."
This was the first time that he was escorted to the hospital by someone. In a trance, he had the illusion that someone cared about him.
The two took the elevator to the first floor. Next to the small flower bed at the entrance of the outpatient department, Wen Qiao hesitated for a moment and said, "I have something to ask you."
Gu Xiao turned around and looked at her: "What?"
Wen Qiao lowered his eyes, thought for a moment, and asked, "Why did you join the AF Club?"
Gu Xiao tightened his grip on the film, a hint of suspicion flashed across his eyes, and then he said calmly, "Of course it's because I like playing games."
"Then why haven't you been to the club before?"
Gu Xiao put one hand in his trouser pocket, "Wen Qiao, what do you want to ask?"
Seeing his clear eyes, Wen Qiao knew how smart Gu Xiao was, so she didn't intend to be vague: "I found something and I'm a little confused. Tell me the truth, did you look like... Fu Nanli in the past?"
The autumn wind swept the sycamore tree in front of the hospital entrance, choking Gu Xiao's throat. He felt some pain in his chest as the autumn wind swept into it with every breath.
He had imagined the scenario of his true identity being exposed many times, and he thought he could remain calm, but when Wen Qiao really asked him, there was a brief blank in his mind.
Wen Qiao thought about many possibilities and felt that Gu Xiao might not admit it, until she put the photo in front of him and he gave up resistance and had to admit it.
"Yes." There was indifference between his brows and eyes, without a trace of warmth.
His answer was so straightforward, so clear, and so frank that Wen Qiao was stunned for a moment.
After a while, he answered, "So why do you look different now?"
Gu Xiao chuckled: "Why? Of course it's because I don't like that face."
He never had plastic surgery because he was worried about his identity being exposed, but because he really didn't like that face.
(End of this chapter)