The male protagonist of the quick wear is obsessed with me

Although the attack of mutant insects has ended, they are still in the open wilderness and danger may come at any time.

The teachers had called the emergency number, but no one answered and there was no signal at all. It was as if they had come to a place isolated from the world.

Inside the car, there were sounds of students screaming, mixed with painful cries. It was obvious that someone was injured.

After the teacher in charge counted the number of people, he arranged for the students to carry the injured to the school doctor's bus for bandaging, where more supplies were available.

In addition, Wei Mingyu also saw several students rushing out of the bus in front. They were covered in blood and fell to the ground after taking a few steps. A small pool of blood soon formed under their bodies, which looked extremely horrifying and bloody.

After a short rest and having recovered some of her strength, Wei Mingyu stood up. Her body was still a little weak as she had just faced the ferocious insect legs.

"Ayu, your neck and face!" A pretty girl suddenly exclaimed, and the finger she was pointing at her was trembling a little.

Obviously, she did not see the scene where the scumbag pushed the girl to block the monster, but simply thought that Wei Mingyu was scratched by those mutated insects.

At this time, childhood friend Li Xianchuan walked out from the crowd. His face looked a little unnatural, and he asked in a concerned tone, "Xiaoyu, are you okay?"

After saying this, he stared into the girl's eyes as if trying to see something, and at the same time raised his hand to touch her wound, acting like childhood sweethearts.

Wei Mingyu showed a trace of fear and disbelief on his face. He looked at the hand he extended and subconsciously stepped back.

She didn't expect there was someone behind her. As she took a step back, her back bumped into a strong chest. The man took advantage of the situation and held her arm to help her steady her body.

"Sorry, I didn't mean to..."

The girl opened her mouth in embarrassment, and the sound that came out was almost breathless. The pain of the pulled vocal cords mixed with the stinging of the wound made her eyes well up with tears involuntarily.

The young man who was holding her had a flickering look in his eyes, and he lowered his eyes to look at her face with a hint of inquiry.

Sure enough, I didn’t hear it wrong just now.

"Sergeant, are you injured too?" Liu Zhi, who was standing opposite, discovered the wound on Song Jingting's forehead. Blood was still flowing down, which looked a little scary.

"It's okay." The young man smiled and said in a gentle tone.

Wei Mingyu turned her head stiffly and saw Song Jingting's handsome face as gentle as jade. She forced a smile.

I ran into the right person just after arriving, which means I have a bright future.

At this time, both of them had blood on their faces, and at first glance they looked a bit like a group of evil spirits.

Li Xianchuan looked at them suspiciously, not understanding why their relationship suddenly became so good.

Before he could go any further, a boy pulled him under the car, shouting, "Push the car quickly, let's get out of this damn place!"

Although those strange insects have retreated, no one can guarantee that they will not come back again. If they still stay here, they will surely die.

Wei Mingyu saw that they all got off the car and wanted to leave as well.

But it was obvious that Song Jingting had other ideas. He placed his bony palm on her shoulder. Although it was warm, it gave the girl a creepy sense of danger.

She couldn't help but shiver. Her pale little face and bloody scratches could most arouse others' desire to protect her, but Song Jingting was not an ordinary person.

The monitor, who had a gentle smile on his face, also felt that the girl was afraid of him. He raised his eyebrows and said, "Student Wei, you'd better bandage it now, otherwise it might cause problems."

He acted like a good monitor who cared about his classmates, but the girl could see clearly the inquiry in his eyes.

Wei Mingyu did not refuse, and she couldn't refuse either. She could only obediently let him pull her to the back row, where there were some sundries piled up, including the medicine box.

Song Jingting did not make any mistakes when he said he was bandaging the wound. He cleaned the wound, disinfected it, and applied medicine. His movements were very skillful and gentle, and she did not feel any pain at all.

After helping her deal with it, the young man began to pack his things, with no intention of bandaging himself.

Song Jingting lowered his head, organizing the medicine box in his hands, but his thoughts were wandering. He had just checked the girl's wound and found no trace of fragments.

Originally, when he saw the mutant insects give up killing the girl, he suspected that it was because she had fragments of the divine body on her body, but the fact was the opposite, which made him very confused now.

Suddenly, a small white hand pressed on the young man's arm, stopping him from placing the alcohol.

Song Jingting raised his head, unnoticedly broke away from the girl's touch, and asked calmly, "Is there anything wrong, classmate Wei?"

The girl pointed at his forehead, then at the medicine box and the wound she had bandaged. Her meaning was obvious: she wanted him to bandage his own wound.

Seeing the wariness in the young man's eyes dissipate a little, Wei Mingyu breathed a sigh of relief and smiled shyly.

Now that she's injured, it should be okay for her to hold onto someone's leg.

Song Jingting had no intention of getting off the car. He picked up alcohol to disinfect himself. Unlike the way he disinfected the girl, he directly wet the cotton swab and pressed it on the wound, which made Wei Mingyu's tooth ache.

But after all, the injury was on his forehead, and Wei Mingyu helped him apply medicine and bandage it.

There are seven classes in the entire senior year of Jinghua High School. They are Class 6 so they are the second to last to get on the bus. Behind them are the students from Class 7.

Because they stopped in time, Class 7 was the only car that did not fall into the pit. After experiencing the crisis just now, the bus driver turned the steering wheel and drove the car in the direction they came from.

Students from the other six classes waved to ask him to stop, but the frightened driver ignored them and stepped on the accelerator and sped away.

Wei Mingyu, who got off the car behind the squad leader, happened to see the back of the bus. She opened her mouth, but couldn't utter a word, and her voice was completely hoarse.

This is the side effect of overusing her voice, but of course to others it looks like she was injured by an insect's leg.

Class 7 is basically hopeless.

She barely managed to turn this place into a safe zone. Anyone leaving here would be unpredictable in their safety.

For some reason, Song Jingting knew some of the situation, so he took his time to treat the injuries of both men, and then got out of the car to help.

Li Xianchuan, who was standing on the side of the bus, saw that it took them so long to get off, and his expression was a little gloomy and uncertain. He was somewhat suspicious whether the girl had told Song Jingting about his pushing someone on the bus.

The mouth can't speak, but the hands can still write.

The more I thought about it, the redder his eyes became. I could vaguely see red bugs as thin as hair crawling in them, which was both disgusting and creepy.

I don't know when the sky turned red, but today it was cloudy and the sun was not visible.

The large potholes on the road that were formed somehow were filled with soil, and the bus, pushed by dozens of people, quickly got onto the flat road and was ready to start.

The bodies on the road were collected in a car and prepared to be taken back together.

Just as they were getting on the bus to return the same way, Class 7's bus came back, and their bus seemed to be out of control and rushed straight towards them.