tattered

Today is the last day of Jiang Ye's team's weekly duty.

After a week of hard work, it finally came to Saturday. Almost everyone was not motivated. Those who swept the floor rode brooms to learn western flying magic, and those who cleaned windows rolled rags to promote traditional Chinese art.

Jiang Ye was originally mopping the floor, but the mop was soaked and brought back to sweep the floor, so he could only put the mop in the corner and stand it up, then took out a broom from the hollow podium, and resigned himself to sweeping. come.

"Jiang Ye, thank you." The girl holding the broom was a little embarrassed, and raised her left hand to show him, "I was scratched by something yesterday, and I worked a little slower today."

"It's okay, it's okay," Jiang Ye smiled and shook his head, "Just take it as a boredom."

After saying this, the girl over there pursed her lips and laughed, but he froze in place.

This daze lasted for a long time, and Jiang Ye didn't recover until the other party called his name. "Ah," he scratched his head, "it's okay, it's okay."

How could it be okay.

Association is a terrible instinct.Jiang also immediately thought of Xie Lian from this subconscious remark, and then thought of that kiss.

So he also started to get distracted, absent-mindedly sweeping with the broom, and when he was mopping the floor, he put the broom directly into the bucket, and after getting wet, he dragged it left and right on the ground.

Seeing the last serious working team member become like this, the team leader on duty stood aside expressionlessly, suddenly feeling very tired.

Jiang Ye's feet were numb, and he almost floated out of the school.However, after leaving the school gate, a person suddenly came up to him and stood in front of him to block the way. When he saw clearly who the person opposite was, his feet fell back to the ground in an instant.

"thanks……"

Xie Lian thought for a while and said, "You're welcome."

Jiang Ye really felt that Xie Lian was sick this time, so he muttered "what are you doing" in a low voice, and then asked, "Why are you here?" By the way, he took a step back, making it clear that he didn't want to see him.

"Passing by," Xie Lian took a step forward, "I'll wait for you by the way."

This is clearly the weasel's New Year greetings to the chicken.Jiang didn't know what he wanted to do, so he cautiously put some distance away again.

Xie Lian smiled, "Don't retreat, it's like dancing tango in the street."

"I don't want to see you. You go."

Xie Lian was still smiling, but he couldn't hide the change in his eyes.His gradually viscous affection and deformed possessiveness are entangled together, intertwined into a net, once caught, there is no way out.

He said, "Let's go home together."

Jiang didn't want to listen to these hypocritical words anymore, so he pursed his lips and said nothing.He tightened his hands on the strap of his schoolbag, turned his toes at an angle, and was about to slip away at the right moment.

Xie Lian had just started to fall in love, and his perception of Jiang Ye's reaction and expression was much more sensitive than usual. At this time, Jiang Ye's alienation and disgust fell in his eyes, which was almost doubled.He suddenly felt a tightness in his chest.

"Jiang Ye?" He called out in a deep voice.

This sentence is the signal.Jiang also tensed his calves, and the moment he kicked the ground, he exerted all his strength and fled away from Xie Lian quickly.

How could Xie Lian allow it.Anyway, he was used to the pain from his foot injury, so he gritted his teeth and turned around to chase after him for two steps, taking advantage of his height and long legs to catch him immediately.

"Xie Lian, what are you doing!" Jiang Ye was gasping for breath, not sure if he was tired or angry.

Xie Lian held his wrist and repeated again: "Let's go home together."

Although it has passed the peak period of the second year of high school, there are still many students around. They come out of the school gate one after another. Occasionally, a few of them notice the situation on their side and raise their heads curiously.

"You, you let go of me first!" Jiang Ye's face was covered with a thin layer of red, and he pushed Xie Lian down with his free hand.

But with such a powerless push, Xie Lian took a step back, and then stopped on the spot again.His face changed, and then he took a breath, and squatted down very slowly, with his hands resting on both sides of his ankles, his fingertips still trembling faintly.

Jiang was also dumbfounded, "Xie Lian, what's wrong with you?"

Xie Lian didn't answer for a long time, and Jiang panicked, wondering if he had hurt him just now?In his panic, he didn't have time to think about how hard he had used just now, so he quickly squatted down to check.When he lifted up his school pants and took a look, he was dumbfounded on the spot, and there was a bruise on Xie Lian's ankle.

Xie Lian asked, "What's wrong?"

"Ah, that," Jiang Ye looked at him nervously, "you, move your ankle... how does it feel?"

Xie Lian moved cooperatively, then frowned and said, "It hurts..."

Too bad, Jiang also thought, how much effort did I put in.He swallowed, "You may be sprained..."

"Then what should I do?" Xie Lian said, "It hurts so much, I can't stand up now."

Jiang was also full of guilt, and after hearing this, he wanted to dig a hole and get in.

"I'll take you to the hospital." He didn't care about those grudges now, he hurriedly wrapped his arms around Xie Lian, and used himself as a fulcrum to help him stand up slowly.

After being erected, Xie Lian stood uneasy. It didn't look like he had hurt his foot, but rather his whole body had been torn apart.He put his hands around Jiang Ye's neck weakly, and leaned his face against Jiang Ye's shoulder. In front of his eyes was the fair neck, and he could smell the milk-flavored shower gel, so he tightened his arms again. .

This posture is too much like a hug, and Jiang also feels uncomfortable, "What are you doing..."

Xie Lian's eyes were heavy, but his throat was rolling, and the voice that came out of his throat was vaguely aggrieved, "It hurts."