Han Li calmly retracted his hand and put it behind his back. His face was still calm. He looked at Shen Kong:
"let's go."
Shen Kong's eyes were dark, and his expression showed no emotion or anger. He just stretched out his hand and said lightly: "Let me take a look."
Han Li subconsciously turned his eyes elsewhere and pursed his lips unnaturally: "... It's just a ball, it's okay."
Shen Kong couldn't help but pull out Han Li's hand behind his back.
His fingers were slightly curled, and he moved back with some resistance, but was firmly fixed in place by Shen Kong, unable to move at all.
The back of the slender, white hand swelled up at a speed visible to the naked eye. The color of the injured area gradually deepened, showing a shocking purple color in the sun. The skin on the knuckles was also scratched, and light bloodshot streaks appeared from there. Exudation from the wound.
Han Li's eyes passed over the place held by Shen Kong's fingers, and he turned his head away uncomfortably. The tips of his ears hidden in the black hair were red and hot.
Shen Kong twitched the corners of his lips, but there was no smile on his face.
He let go of his hand, turned around and walked in the direction of Cockscomb Head, his steps steady and gentle, as if stepping on the rhythm of his heart.
Cockscomb Tou was also impulsive just now, but now that he saw Shen Kong approaching, he felt more and more guilty, and even his legs felt a little weak.
He was just planning to kick the ball towards Shen Kong, but he didn't expect that it hit Han Li next to him, which was enough to make him panic. What he didn't expect was that Cheng Chen not only hugged Lin Ziyu's thigh, but also Even Han Li seems to have a good relationship with him, and even helps him block the flying basketball...
He actually unintentionally offended two of the most offensive people in the school because of Cheng Chen!
The cockscomb head gave Shen Kong a flattering smile. Before he could speak, Shen Kong kicked him without warning, hitting him in the abdomen.
He retched reflexively and arched his body like a shrimp.
Shen Kong showed a gentle smile, bent down and whispered in his ear: "This kick is for myself."
——Because Cheng Chen has been bullied and humiliated by this group of bullies in the past six months.
He slapped the cockscomb head on the back of his head, which was now bare, and slapped him forward, causing him to fall to the ground in embarrassment.
"This is because you aimed at my back just now."
―After all, although it didn’t hit, it doesn’t mean that it didn’t happen, right
The surrounding students noticed the commotion in this direction and began to gather here. Shen Kong was not in a hurry. He slowly pressed his heels on the back of Cockscomb's hand that was resting on the ground and said lightly:
"This is for the back of my friend's hand."
Cockscomb Head screamed.
Shen Kong, on the other hand, stepped on his palm calmly and stood on the other side of his body.
The physical education teacher arrived with most of them, and hurriedly separated the crowd and looked at the people in the center of the field. He bent down to help up the cockscomb head that had fallen on the ground, looked around sternly, and asked:
"What happened? What's going on?"
Shen Kong replied calmly: "It was just a joke, I got scratched while grabbing the ball -"
He stared at the cockscomb head covered in cold sweat: "Right?"
The cockscomb head looked up at him in a panic, then turned around and glanced at Han Li who was standing not far away. He nodded hurriedly and said in agreement: "Yes, yes, yes, I just accidentally grabbed the ball." Got it..."
Under the teacher's suspicious gaze, Shen Kong's expression was natural and innocent.
The teacher hesitated for a moment, then looked down at the cockscomb head and found that he had no wounds except for some dirt on his body. He then turned to look at the wounds on Han Li's hand, and finally decided to make it a big deal out of a trivial matter. He raised his hand. He drove the onlookers nearby: "Go and do whatever you need to do. There is nothing good to see here."
After saying that, he turned to look at Shen Kong and said, "Take your friend to the infirmary and bandage it."
Shen Kong responded with a smile on his face, then took Han Li's wrist and walked out of the playground.
The noise around him gradually shrank as the distance between him and the playground increased. Han Li followed Shen Kong quietly, obediently letting him pull her towards the distance, his eyes falling on his body from beginning to end. On the tightly clenched wrist.
He was a person who could tolerate pain very well, and the pain on the back of his hand seemed even more insignificant at this moment.
All the senses in his body seemed to be concentrated on his pulled wrist.
The other party's warm palm was ironing the slightly cold skin of the wrist, and there was an almost painful feeling in the heart again, as if it had been pierced by a sharp knife, but it also seemed to be soaked in warm water, feeling sour and soft.
Han Li even couldn't help but want to raise his hand to hold his chest, as if he was afraid that the sound of his heartbeat would be too loud and disturb the young man a few steps away from him.
The infirmary arrived soon.
Shen Kong let go of his hand.
Han Li felt relieved.
The strange feeling in my heart finally disappeared.
But... a deeper loneliness surged up like a tide. His fingers grasped the void, as if to hold on to something. The warmth of the other person's palm seemed to still stay on his wrist, making him involuntarily feel worried. .
Han Li took a deep breath and turned to look at Shen Kong standing next to him. The voice in his heart became clear and clear.
He... seems to be in love.
Shen Kong watched absently as the doctor treated Han Li's wound.
When the doctor turned around and walked into the office to look for a bandage, he raised his hand and hit Han Li hard on the head.
Han Li said "Hey", covering his innocent forehead that was knocked, and looked up at Shen Kong in confusion.
Shen Kong took a deep breath and said with a bit of hatred: "Why are you trying to stop me? You don't know that I can hide away after such a long time?"
Han Li was silent - of course he was familiar with the other party's reaction speed, but at that time he subconsciously...
Before he could think of his words, Shen Kong shouted again: "Have you forgotten what I told you two days ago? Always put your own interests and safety first, and don't do anything beyond your capabilities. Did you forget it so quickly?"
…just for you.
Han Li replied in his heart, but his face still looked obedient and serious about his mistakes. With his injured hand on the table, he looked pitiful.
Shen Kong was about to continue saying something, but the cell phone in his pocket suddenly buzzed.
He paused, took out his phone and looked at it, his expression became a little subtle.
Han Li asked: "What's wrong?"
Shen Kong shrugged and said, "It's just my dad's business, you don't have to worry about it."
After saying that, he seemed to have thought of something, turned to Han Li and said hurriedly: "Please help me ask for leave from the teacher, saying that I have something to do at home."
Then he turned around and walked quickly towards the door.
Before Han Li had time to say anything, he saw the other party's figure quickly disappearing outside the door of the infirmary.
His eyes darkened instantly, and the previous gentleness and softness on his face faded like a phantom.
The doctor walked out of the office at this moment and was slightly surprised to see Han Li alone: "Hey, Mr. Han, where is your friend?"
Han Li was in a worse mood. He glanced at the doctor coldly, his dark eyes filled with a cold and violent undertone again, and said slowly:
"Do your part."
He looked down at his palms covered in layers of snow-white gauze, thinking endlessly:
For such a long time, although Han Li tried his best to maintain the image of a well-behaved and gentle boy next door in front of the other party, he had exposed his faults. According to the other party's intelligence, it would be difficult to continue to pretend as long as he went deeper.
But the other party didn't.
There is only one reason that can explain it——
The other party didn't take him seriously at all, so he didn't even bother to spend energy exploring his true face.
Han Li clenched his fist loosely, and the vague pain on the back of his hand made his mind clearer.
From being together for such a long time, he could observe that although Cheng Chen has a high martial arts value, he is indeed relatively slow in terms of emotions. He doesn't even care much about other things except himself. He is almost the most difficult character to conquer. It is said that it is neither soft nor hard, and oil and salt are not allowed to be eaten.
——However, now that he has understood his true feelings, he is no longer prepared to maintain a simple friendship with Cheng Chen.
At this moment, my forehead suddenly began to hurt violently, almost as violently as the first time.
Han Li gritted his teeth and felt countless chaotic and distorted images being forcefully forced into his mind.