The Love of Passerby A

Song Wei didn't expect Xiao Jingting to give such a reason. Just as he was about to refute, he saw Lu Zihan standing behind Xiao Jingting.

It was obvious that she had also heard what Xiao Jingting had just said. Her expression now looked like she was about to cry. Lu Zihan had never thought that Xiao Jingting looked at her like this.

Song Wei glared at Xiao Jingting fiercely, and immediately walked to Lu Zihan to comfort her.

"Is this how you see me?" This time, Lu Zihan did not hide behind Song Wei, but faced Xiao Jingting directly.

Xiao Jingting raised his eyebrows and looked at her and said, "Isn't it? How tiring it is to maintain the image of a goddess! You should understand this very well!

I know this kind of pain, the pain of 'having to look good regardless of winning or losing', why bother!

No one is more suitable for you than Song Wei, because he cares about you and you don’t need to deliberately maintain the image of a goddess in front of him.

Sometimes we have to wear a mask out of necessity. Now that we can take it off, wouldn’t it be great to get rid of the shackles of the mask?"

Lu Zihan didn't say anything, just looked at him and turned away.

Song Wei looked at Xiao Jingting fiercely again, and just as he was about to say something harsh, he heard him say, "Why don't you catch up with him and comfort him? You can't even seize such a good opportunity, you're so stupid!"

After hearing this, Song Wei quickly ran after Lu Zihan.

Xiao Jingting looked at the young couple and felt a sense of accomplishment. It seemed that he was very good at bringing couples together!

Just after I was feeling proud for a while, I saw a group of people gathered on the playground track, talking a lot.

He walked a little closer and heard Chen Ying say, "Su Xiangran's fall was quite severe. I saw her knee was bleeding."

Geng Dong next to her continued, "Did she fall by herself, or was it someone else who tripped her?"

"I didn't see it, but it seemed that there was no one around her when she fell. She probably fell on her own." Chen Ying and Geng Dong discussed, "I saw that her glasses fell off."

"She is severely myopic! Without her glasses, can she walk to the infirmary by herself?" Geng Dong asked curiously.

"Why do you feel sorry for her? Then send her there!" Chen Ying said with a pout.

Geng Dong immediately knew that his girlfriend was jealous again, so he comforted her: "You are jealous, you are jealous of Lu Zihan's beauty.

Even if she looks like Su Xiangran, you can still have such bad ideas. "

Chen Ying thought about it for a moment and decided not to dwell on this topic. Su Xiangran's conditions were indeed not enough to pose a threat.

As their conversation went on, Xiao Jingting's hands were clenched tighter and tighter. Finally, he couldn't bear it anymore. He walked over and told the physical education teacher that he needed to go to the bathroom, then walked towards the teaching building.

After entering the teaching building, he deliberately walked around, came out from the back corridor, changed direction and walked quickly to the infirmary.

As soon as he pushed open the door of the infirmary, Xiao Jingting smelled a familiar fragrance. He had smelled this fragrance in the flower garden before, and it was emanating from Su Xiangran's body.

After meeting each other several times, Xiao Jingting never smelled the scent again, so he always thought that it was the fragrance that Su Xiangran picked up in the flower garden.

In fact, this fragrance is Su Xiangran's own body fragrance, but when she first recovered her spiritual power, she couldn't control it well.

But later, with the accumulation of luck and merit, she was able to control herself freely.

This time it was because she was injured and bleeding, and the fragrance naturally spread along with the blood.

When Xiao Jingting entered the room, he saw the school doctor treating Su Xiangran's wound. There was a deep bloodstain on her fair knee.

Blood was oozing out.

The key point is that because the wound was too deep, the wound was obviously not clean, and the school doctor was cleaning her wound.

"Doctor, is my classmate okay?" Xiao Jingting asked.

The school doctor put down the cotton swab in his hand, looked at Xiao Jingting and said, "Are you a classmate of theirs?"

"Yes! Our class teacher asked me to come and check out the situation." Xiao Jingting had already found an excuse for himself.

"They are just superficial injuries, but the wounds are a bit deep. If they are not properly cared for, they may leave scars in the future." The school doctor frowned and said, "Where did you fall? There is sand around the wounds."

"I was running and my legs went weak and I couldn't stand firmly." Su Xiangran explained, "Maybe I fell in the wrong place, right near the sand pit."