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He raised his other hand to comfort Wang Ping: "It's okay, it doesn't hurt, should I get rid of this lump?"

Wang Ping raised her hand and pushed away Wang Ping who was pretending to be relaxed: "You are heartless, this needs to be sewn up, you have to go to the hospital!" Looking up to see Wang Ping's pale face, she reached out to support him again: " I'll take you to the hospital. The school doctor can't do the surgery."

Wang Ping held Wang Ping's finger and shook his head: "Don't go, I will go by myself."

Wang Ping turned her head angrily: "How can you go by yourself! How can you go alone!" But she met the alienated and calm eyes on Wang Ping's bloodless face, bit her lip and stopped talking, turned her head and ran out of the dormitory building.

Losing a lot of blood, Wang Ping looked at the running Wang Ping with a double image, closed his eyes and turned out the prepared first aid kit, took out the band-aid and stuck it hard.Leaning on his chair, looking at the band-aid that was dyed red, he didn't want to deal with it.

How could a good glass break without warning?Wang Ping doesn't believe in strange stories, nor is he superstitious, but he deeply, uh, believes in destiny, fate, and intuition.

When there is no interruption, there will be chaos.It's like the lump of flesh on the finger, now it's separated, and it will be back together after being stitched, and then?Well, there will still be scars even if there is pain, and if there are scars, the separation that used to exist will also exist.So, why need to repair this wound?For a scar?

There was some commotion at the door, so Wang Ping lifted his head up, saw Jiang Sheng standing at the door, and burst out laughing, "Jiang, this is the girl's building!"

Jiang Sheng looked at his red left hand with red eyes: "Go to the hospital."

Wang Ping shook his head, and Jiang Sheng grabbed Wang Ping's arm: "I bought accident insurance for you, and you can be reimbursed!"

Wang Ping raised the corner of his mouth silently, continued to shake his head, pursed his lips and said nothing, Jiang Sheng's tears fell on the back of Wang Ping's hand: "If you don't take her, it's just the two of us, and I won't go in either. Isn't it okay to stand outside and wait for you? Isn't this also okay?"

Without giving Wang Ping a chance to speak, Jiang Sheng continued to mutter helplessly to himself: "If this doesn't work, I'll just wait at the entrance of the hospital. The entrance of the hospital will be fine!"

Wang Ping raised his right hand, Jiang Sheng bent down, and put his face into the raised hand, Wang Ping silently curled his lips, and wiped the tears on Jiang Sheng's face: "Crying again, I can't cry anymore ..."

Jiang Sheng raised his hand to wipe his face clean, hugged Wang Ping with a smile, Wang Ping straightened weakly, and left the dormitory building with Jiang Sheng: "Don't stand at the gate, it's getting cold."

Jiang Sheng smiled: "Understood, I'll wait for you at the door of the operating room. Be good and listen to the doctor."

Wounds appear, there, whether there are scars or not, the wounds are all there, so what if there are scars or not?Whether there are scars or no scars, the wound must be healed first.

Wang Ping sat in the operating room with cold eyes, watching the doctor across from him discuss how to suture, and watched helplessly as the young doctor took the needle, stuck it into his finger, pulled it out again, raised his uninjured hand, and smiled helplessly: "Brother, don't worry, you can do it. Take your time."

If one has to go through something in order to get what one expects, then Wang Ping is willing to go through such an experience, and what will he get in return?Wang Ping is looking forward to it.

Wang Ping didn't know what he got in exchange for a long time, but in a short period of time, he got a more stable friendship, and Wang Ping was still single for company.

When they left the dormitory, Jiang Sheng accompanied and took care of them all, and when they entered the dormitory, it was Wang Ping who was inseparable and always on call.Wang Ping didn't mention the Communist Youth League secretary in French, nor did she say anything about the four of them together.Quiet companionship, when the stitches were removed from the wound, the first snow in the ancient capital came.

Wang Ping likes to call Xi'an the ancient capital.The capital of history, the place that bears China's past on its back, only the word ancient capital is worthy of Xi'an.

The snow in the northwest is scattered and flying all over the sky in a chaotic manner. There is no law at all, no direction to distinguish, no large snowflakes, even no snowflakes, more particles than petals, falling on the roof of the teaching building, floating on the branches of the grove, flying around With lonely flagpoles scattered on the rostrum of the cultural square, there are no rules at all, big and small, rushing out of the gray sky, covering the dark night, although it is not always neat enough, there is no surprise of overnight success, But it made the people of the ancient capital happy.

Wang Ping stood at the entrance of the cafeteria, staring at the snow that was still drifting down from the sky in a daze, falling on his face and turning into a drop of moisture, soaking his cheeks that were not dry.On the opposite side of the road, there is not a French Communist Youth League secretary, but a sports committee of engineering management. A tall boy wearing a sports padded jacket stretches out his hands to rub his face to keep warm. Looking at the figure approaching in the distance, he bends his eyes and smiles. She stretched out her hand to hold the opponent's hand, and greeted with concern. The figure's back was facing Wang Ping. Wang Ping couldn't see the expression, but she saw the figure lowered her head slightly and let the opponent hold both hands.

The boy said something.The figure didn't object, the hands that were held together went into the boy's padded jacket pocket together, and the hand that was not held was put on by the boy with a cute bear's paw glove, leaving Wang Ping with only the back view, the back view of the two of them.

This is also very good, Wang Ping raised his head again, and continued to face the falling snow with his face, this is the best ending.

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There are some feelings that make mistakes when they happen, and when they get closer, they add to the mistakes. Being able to control them at the very beginning and stop them properly is much more useful than letting things happen naturally.After all, some endings don't need to happen to know, just like the seven days at the intersection, you don't have to go to the end of the street to see the big "7" on the wall.Just so clear, so clear, so there is no need to hide, no need to deceive yourself: the ending is there, whether you watch it or not, work hard or not, the ending is certain.

When the foreign object approached, Wang Ping turned his head instinctively, saw Jiang Sheng's approaching face, and suddenly leaned back. Wang Ping stretched out his hand, but didn't hold the person. Jiang Sheng slipped and fell to the ground, stretching his limbs. Dumbfounded.

Wang Ping looked at Jiang Sheng who was lying on the ground with a puzzled face: "Can't you get up?"

Jiang Sheng looked around and rubbed his butt: "It hurts!"

Wang Ping burst out laughing: "Pfft..." He stretched out his hand to grab Jiang Sheng's hand, intending to pull him up, but Jiang Sheng's soles slipped again, and the two of them fell to the ground again.

Wang Ping simply turned over, lay flat on the smooth marble floor, spread his hands and laughed loudly at the sky, turned over and lay on his side, retracted his hands, suppressed his laughter, and twitched his shoulders like a muffled chuckle.

Sitting next to him, Jiang Sheng looked at the person who was crying like he was laughing heartlessly, and he also cried heartlessly with a smile.

Wang Ping smiled enough and raised his hand to wipe his face: "Does it hurt from the fall?"

Jiang Sheng raised his hand and wiped his face: "Well, sure enough, in the ancient capital of evil spirits, you can't do bad things."

Wang Ping got up by himself, and pulled Jiang Sheng up: "What did you do badly, so you were punished by this world?"

With Wang Ping's strength, Jiang Sheng stood up steadily: "I was going to attack you, but before I touched you, the soles of my feet slipped and I fell down."

Wang Ping twitched the corner of his mouth: "Well, this is heaven's reminder to you, don't bully me." Jiang Sheng nodded.

Wang Ping continued: "Heaven is also reminding you not to do bad things!" Jiang Sheng continued to nod.

Wang Ping continued: "The sky is also reminding us that if we are not careful, we will fall very badly..." Jiang Sheng was silent for a long time, and then nodded slightly: "Yes."

The relationship between Wang Ping and Jiang Sheng continued to heat up, and rumors and rumors were raging even more. They said nothing, and they neither admitted nor denied. When they should be together, they were still together, eating together, digesting food together, shopping together, Buy fruit together, go to class together, one brings breakfast to the other... When we should not be together, we also stay away from each other. For example, when Wang Ping is exercising, Jiang Sheng will not appear on the court, but will only stay on the field outside.

The internal basketball games of each college were in full swing. Although there were more girls and fewer boys in the outer courts, they kept up with school activities and organized simple group competitions.

There are only six male English majors, although there are No. 2 and No. 3 Two masters, but they couldn't help but the other four insisted on watching, so they had to give up.The girls were entangled into a team by Wang Ping. Although there were exactly five of them, the substitute was just a name for joining the team. At any rate, there was a team.

Fortunately, other majors were not much better, and Wang Ping's advantages were completely highlighted.

At the end of the first quarter, Wang Ping waved away the mineral water that was delivered to him, and looked at the gasping girls: "Pass the ball as soon as you get it, and try not to dribble. Pass it to whoever is free, and shoot when you get below the basket." , do you understand?"

Scanning around, he raised his eyes and saw No. 2 covered her mouth and leaned against No. 3 was about to laugh, Wang Ping reached out to catch the warm boiled water Jiang Sheng handed over, took a sip, and laughed too: "Men's Sports Committee, come here."

The girls surrounded No. 2 and No. 3. Wang Ping swept around. There were 26 people in the class, 23 of them came, one was in the library, one asked for leave to go back to his hometown, and one...Wang Ping didn't come.

Wang Ping would not be able to tell whether others came or not at a glance, unless it was these few outstanding ones. However, Wang Ping could tell whether Wang Ping came or not at a glance, faster than looking at those special ones.

The team that had been redeployed was spread out, making it easier for Wang Ping to perform. When dribbling, he would no longer be caught by his own people. The scattered players left the field empty. Wang Ping moved at high speed, kept jumping, rebounding, Intercepting, passing, hooking, scoring, listening to the cheers of the whole court "w, w, w..." will also grin after scoring, and walk around the court excitedly with open arms.Wang Ping ate tea and had a great time, very proud of himself.The interaction with off-court is also getting more and more exciting, the blood factor is fully stimulated, and the excitement is beyond control.