After rushing out of the door for three seconds, he rushed back again.
He kicked off the slippers on his feet, and changed the wrinkled shirt on his body by the way, and transformed himself into that young man who could fascinate people with a slight smile.
"Don't wait for me for dinner, I have an appointment." Yu Muyang smiled shyly.
Fang Ji was startled, pointed to the bruise on his left eye, and kindly reminded: "Didn't you say that you have no face to face people now, and you want to retreat and reflect?"
"That was a minute ago, now I take back my previous sentence and add another sentence, a man's appearance is not important, I rely on his inner appearance!" Yu Muyang closed the door of the dormitory, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.
Fang Ji was left in a daze, touched his nose blankly, and beeped softly: "A fickle man is more terrifying than a woman."
The boys' dormitory is downstairs.
Yu Muyang rushed to the first floor in one breath, before he ran out, he saw Qi Rou standing outside beside the flower bed.
She was wearing a white sweater with a dark green long skirt, the skirt swaying gently in the breeze.
On a clean face, no makeup is applied.
A pair of pure eyes are slightly raised, looking at the windows of the high floors.
Yu Muyang could tell at a glance that she was looking in the direction of his dormitory.
Qi Rou really came to find him!
This realization caused Yu Muyang's mood to flutter in an instant.
Even her footsteps were a little vain, she floated out of the dormitory all the way, and floated in front of Qi Rou.
"Xiaorou, are you looking for me?" Yu Muyang stopped in front of her and called softly.
Thinking of something, as soon as he spoke, he raised his hand and pressed his left eye. The bruises around his left eye made him look weak and pitiful.
Not to mention Qi Rou, many students around stopped and looked at the "disfigured" Yu Muyang.
"... Does it still hurt?" Qi Rou licked her lips and asked with some guilt.
Before the words finished, Yu Muyang had already smiled and replied quickly: "It doesn't hurt, it doesn't hurt at all, it's just a punch. I'm often beaten by my dad. This little injury is nothing."
He spoke quickly, as if he had already prepared his words.
It's just that such a smile and indifferent words, coupled with the obvious scars on his face, made Qi Rou feel that he was trying to comfort her on purpose.
Therefore, Qi Rou felt even more guilty.
She just reacted instinctively at the time, but it seemed that the attack was too heavy...
"I have prepared medicine for you, you will get better sooner with this rubbing."
Qi Rou kept holding a small bottle of ointment in her hand, and handed it to Yu Muyang after she finished speaking.
Yu Muyang reached out to pick it up, took the ointment, and held her hand by the way.
Noticing that her fingertips were a bit cold, she covered her and said at the same time: "The gate of this dormitory building is facing the air vent, next time you come to see me, remember to call me in advance, don't stand below and wait, be careful of catching a cold gone."
"..."
"I'm a little hungry. I've been eating takeaways for the past few days, and I kind of want to eat the dishes from that restaurant last time. Can you go with me?" Yu Muyang held her hand and didn't let go.
Pulling her to his side, he took her hand and stuffed it into his pocket.
It looked like she was holding his arm and snuggling into his arms.
Many people who passed by them stopped in surprise to take pictures when they saw this scene.
Qi Rou felt the warmth and strength from his palm, and subconsciously wanted to withdraw her hand, but she heard Yu Muyang suddenly speak, with apologetic and cautious voice: "Xiao Rou, let's make up, okay?"