Xia Xuechen hangs flowers.

Yes.Xia Xuechen's feet were moving fiercely. Xiao Chuan, who had a strong athletic talent, turned to the left in a flash. Xia Xuechen used all his strength on the iron pillar of the double bed.

So, at one o'clock in the morning, Xiao Chuan carried Xia Xuechen to the Hospital of University Y on his back.

"Doctor, doctor, take a look, take a look, is it disabled?" As soon as Xiao Chuan said this, Xia Xuechen and the doctor rolled their eyes.

It's all a good thing you did!Curse me crippled!You are disabled!Xia Xuechen thought of Xiao Chuan hurriedly carrying him to the school hospital, and cursed in her heart.

"What are you talking about? In the middle of the night, I was shocked. It's just a slight scratch on the ankle. Disinfect it with iodine and protect the wound. Don't touch water and dust. It will heal in about a week." The doctor yawned and danced. Open the receipts of iodine, gauze and cotton swabs.

This kind of minor injury has long been used to it, and I don't know how many times it has been dealt with, but now I am panicking.Xiao Chuan thought in his heart.

Weird.

"My National Day week is over!" Back in the dormitory, Xia Xuechen complained to the perpetrator.

In fact, Xia Xuechen should be regarded as self-inflicted, so he can't live, right?Just because I looked at you a few more times.

"I'll be your free waiter. You should be lucky to come here, right?" Xiao Chuan introduced himself, while quickly wiping Xia Xuechen's wound, disinfecting it, and wrapping it in gauze.

In the following days, there was no forced kiss, no black belly, no planting, no teasing, simple and warm.

Although he was still resentful of Xiao Chuan's shame of taking away his first kiss, Xia Xuechen reluctantly agreed to someone's request to serve as a free waiter with the thought of being a hero who would not suffer the immediate loss.

"I want to shush."

"Oh."

"You turn your head away, you look, I can't finish it."

"Oh."

"Clap la la la."

"You carry me back."

"Oh."

Xiao Chuan accepts Xia Xuechen's bossy orders.

One is willing to fight, the other is willing to endure, the best of both worlds.

But often, besides doing what Xia Xuechen requested, Xiao Chuan would also provide some extra services.

For example~~~~~~~~~~~

"Drink porridge." Xiao Chuan said while holding black rice porridge.

"My mouth is not hurt." Xia Xuechen curled her lips, intending to refuse.

"This way I will feel better." The sincerity was almost humble.

No matter where in the world, beauty has a primitive persuasive power.

"Okay." Yu Xin couldn't bear to accept.

"Is it hot?" Xiao Chuan said while blowing the black rice porridge in the spoon with his mouth.

"It's okay." Xia Xuechen was enjoying the service from Xiao Chuan, while tirelessly playing the ancient game Snake on the Nokia mobile phone.

"How does it taste?" Xiao Chuan asked.

"It's okay." Ignoring Xiao Chuan's tenderness, Xia Xuechen responded.

Just redemption?It was not until later that Xia Xuechen found the answer.

"I want to wash my hair. Get me a basin of water." Xia Xuechen lost her temper again.

"The water is coming, bow your head." Three minutes later, Xiao Chuan poured a basin of warm water.

"Why?" Xia Xuechen was 1 reluctant, for fear of being yelled at by someone again.

"I'll wash it for you." Xiao Chuan rolled his eyes, sincerely and earnestly.

"My hand is not hurt." Could it be that he wanted to drown me?Xia Xuechen begged for mercy.

"Don't move." A tone that could not be defied.

Xiao Chuan poured the shampoo into the palm of his hand and rubbed it into foam before applying it on Xia Xuechen's hair.Xia Xuechen felt that Xiao Chuan's fingertips were gently massaging the roots of his hair, from the ears on both sides of the head to the center of the head, and then to the pillow behind the head, every part was extremely comfortable.

Gentle water, gentle hands, gentle touch.Although he had never washed his hair in a hair salon, Xia Xuechen felt that it should be like this, even Xiao Chuan's craftsmanship was better.

"Come up." Xiao Chuan said.

"Why?" He looked suspicious.

"Go for a walk." Xiao Chuan suggested.

"Okay." Xia Xuechen had intended this a long time ago, and Xiao Chuan took care of her so meticulously that he was ashamed to say it.

"This is the library."

"This is a public bathroom."

"This is the office building of the Faculty of Arts."

"This is the Y large administrative building."

"This is the stadium."

"This is the classroom of the Faculty of Arts."

"This is the Sunshine Playground, and behind it is the Lanxin Pavilion."

"This is dormitory building No. [-]. I'm in Thirteen Three Two."

"~~~"

Every time he went to a place, Xiao Chuan would give a brief introduction, and only went to the next place when he heard Xia Xuechen's "um" sound.

Lying on Xiao Chuan's back, Xia Xuechen couldn't help but hug her tightly. Although Xiao Chuan said he wasn't tired, Xia Xuechen could clearly see beads of sweat dripping from the hair on the back of his head.

"What's the date today?" Xia Xuechen suddenly realized that there were more people on campus.

"October [-]th." Xiao Chuan said flatly.

"Is there another day?" Xia Xuechen felt inexplicably lost.

"Hmm." Replied dejectedly.

"The doctor's words are really accurate, my feet are almost cured." The tone was declarative.

"Finally freed." The guy who was depressed just now suddenly became excited.

"You!" What a freak.A freak with two sides.

A certain classmate always has the ability to make Xia Xuechen suddenly angry.

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