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"Kashiwa-san."

Zhao Yutang's voice was so light that one could not hear the emotion in it, "I heard that you were sick and came to visit you."

Anyone who hears this reason will be as unbelievable as hearing a fairy tale. Everyone in the school knows that Zhao Yutang and Bai Yi have a bad relationship and think that they are incompatible. What reason does she have to visit Bai Yi?

Even Liang Jie and Xu Sinian, even if these people from the same special class are sick, they are not worthy of being visited by Zhao Yutang.

Bai Yi couldn't breathe. His sticky, raging, and dirty mental energy was rushing around the small room, screaming that he wanted to entangle, wrap, and devour this girl who shouldn't be here. They entered the abdomen, but were tightly restrained by Bai Yi, preventing them from contaminating even half an inch of Zhao Yutang's skin, so they greedily sniffed Zhao Yutang's scent in the air.

Zhao Yutang didn't wait for a response. The young man in front of him seemed to be frozen, and he couldn't even hear his breathing. His eyes were so dark that no color could be seen, and they passed through her and fell into the insignificant air somewhere.

If Huo Ke saw this scene, he would definitely think that Bai Yi deliberately made Zhao Yutang look down on him and ignored her on purpose, thinking that this was a provocation.

Zhao Yutang was not angry, and her calmness was not superficial. She seemed to not mind Bai Yi's attitude from the bottom of her heart.

"Aren't you asking me to come in and sit down?"

Bai Yi was stiff, and all his self-control was used to control his shameful mental power that was about to go out of control. Although he had secretly peeked at Zhao Yutang many times with this disgusting thing, when she really stood in front of him , he still didn't dare to do anything blasphemous to her.

He took a small step back, as if to make way for Zhao Yutang, like an invitation, and Zhao Yutang walked in on his own initiative.

This is a two-bedroom apartment, but it is obvious that only Bai Yi lives there. It is very clean and tidy, and also very small and cramped. Zhao Yutang smells a little medicine and a little blood. The five senses of super S-level are far stronger than ordinary people. Therefore, the injuries on Bai Yi's body could not escape Zhao Yutang's eyes.

"Not only are you sick, but you're also injured?"

Zhao Yutang was a little surprised. Although this man had only had a boxing match yesterday, his injuries in that match were not serious and he could recover almost overnight. However, what she smelled was the extremely fresh smell of blood, as if he had just been injured. from.

"Ah."

This simple word seemed to be extremely difficult to spit out from his mouth. It was low and deep. Bai Yi realized that he was strange, but he was so close to Zhao Yutang and she was watching her silently. He really couldn't act like usual. Disguise yourself like that when passing by at school.

He felt that such a one-word answer was too perfunctory, so he quickly explained in a hoarse voice, "Slight illness, I accidentally bled a little."

This can be regarded as answering Zhao Yutang's two questions.

Zhao Yutang looked around, "Can I sit down?"

There was only a sofa set in the living room, which was piled with Bai Yi's school uniform jacket and a few solid-color pillows. Bai Yi shook his head and blurted out without thinking.

"dirty."

Zhao Yutang asked knowingly, "Do you think I'm dirty?"

She knew clearly that Bai Yi didn't mean this, but she said deliberately, "Everyone said you don't like me, but it turns out it's true. You don't want to see me so much, you won't even let me sit on the sofa."

In fact, the adjectives used by everyone in the school are all directed at Bai Yi, saying that he is "fake and noble", "ignorant" and "sick". No one will say things like "Bo Yi doesn't like Zhao Yutang" because he is not worthy of such a thing at all. In order to get involved with Zhao Yutang in such a way, everyone would just silently put Bai Yi and Zhao Yutang in two completely opposite directions in their hearts, believing that there was no possibility of them coming into contact.Bai Yi didn't notice Zhao Yutang's wording. When he heard Zhao Yutang say such words, he denied it without thinking, "No, the sofa is dirty."

His nerves were tense and his heart was beating rapidly. The stinging pain from the wound failed to bring his heartbeat back to a balanced line. His soaring mental power was still out of control. They were almost entangled with Zhao Yutang disobediently. Bai Yi didn't want to see it. Something disgusting stuck to Zhao Yutang. He wanted Zhao Yutang to leave as soon as possible and as far away from him as possible, so his face was shockingly cold, as if he was rejecting people thousands of miles away. Anyone who looked at him would feel angry. Think he is ignorant.

But in fact, what he said was different from what he thought in his heart and what he showed on his face. He just repeated it again in a low voice, "The sofa is dirty..."

Zhao Yutang seemed to be unable to see his expression at all and could only hear his words. She sat on the sofa calmly, picked up the school uniform jacket on it, folded it twice and put it on the armrest.

"Your wrist is bleeding."

She pointed this out calmly.

Bai Yi lowered his head to look. Indeed, the wrists of both of his hands were bleeding, and there were traces of being bound by restraints. In fact, there were also marks on his ankles. Zhao Yutang's five senses were so keen that he must have smelled his blood.

He suddenly felt disgusted with himself like this. He didn't even deserve to be smelled by her. He had soiled her.

"Aren't you going to bandage or inject medicine?"

Seeing Bai Yi standing motionless, Zhao Yutang asked aloud. She had long noticed that something was wrong with Bai Yi, but she didn't know what was wrong. She didn't have much contact with Bai Yi and didn't understand his personality. Or because of something else, this man always had a frighteningly cold face when facing her, with the word "discord" on his face, as if he really didn't want to see her.

"You'll be fine."

Bai Yi stood still and answered blankly. He lowered his eyes to the ground, not daring to look at Zhao Yutang, and hid his beautiful dark eyes.

He didn't speak, and neither did Zhao Yutang. The room naturally became quiet, but the air became slightly thicker. Zhao Yutang seemed to feel a familiar gaze falling on his exposed neck.

It likes this position very much and is always wrapped, wrapped and stroked.

Zhao Yutang's expression did not change at all. She looked at Bai Yi's lowered head and knew that she could not wait for him to raise his head today, so she sighed silently in her heart.

Anyone who looked at him would probably think that he hated himself.

"I am leaving."

Zhao Yutang stood up and walked to the door in a few steps. He held the handle and twisted it gently, "You should have a good rest."

She came and went silently, leaving only one or two faint scents of jasmine. The moment the door closed, all the scent was swallowed up by the "beast" released. Bai Yi stood quietly, his spirit too turbulent. The force put him in a manic state and he needed to vent.

But he never moved.

(End of this chapter)