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"Well, it's the first time in my life that I ride an electric car, it's so fast, it's so fast!"

Mu Chen shouted happily, and stretched out the arms that were originally around Jiang Hao's waist, making a flying gesture.

"Hey, don't—"

Before Jiang Hao could finish his sentence, a motorcycle came out of a fork in the side road. It didn't slow down at all when it entered the main road.

But Mu Chen behind him didn't react in time, his inertia made him fall forward uncontrollably, his face hit Jiang Hao in front, and his arms subconsciously grabbed forward——

I closed my eyes a little scared.

The bridge of the nose hurts.Mu Chen tilted his head back to avoid the hard object on the bridge of his nose.

Hey, it seems that your lips hit something cold?

Mu Chen opened his eyes and saw Jiang Hao's helmet.

Those lips just touched...

Looking down along the line of sight, the place where the lips are facing is... a small section of the back of Jiang Hao's neck exposed under the helmet.

This is a bit embarrassing.

"Ah...Jiang Hao, I'm sorry, I, I didn't react."

"hand……"

"what?"

"Put it up."

Mu Chen was distracted by the place where his lips hit just now, only then did he realize that he was too low when he was grabbing forward just now, and now his hands are placed in a...well, it's not easy to say.

"Ah, yes... sorry, I didn't mean to."

"Hold tight."

"what?"

"I told you to hold me tight, it was too dangerous just now."

At the moment of braking, time seems to be elongated, and all details are infinitely magnified.The soft touch on the back of the neck, and the unfamiliar touch, Jiang Hao's brain seemed to shut down for a moment. After parking the car, he heard Mu Chen's voice, and realized that he had already reacted.

This... is too inappropriate.

It was hard for him to get used to the feeling of wrapping around his waist, but now he actually encountered...

The scene along the way was uncontrollably replayed in his mind at a speed of 0.25 times, and each frame was infinitely magnified, making Jiang Hao feel an increasingly obvious burning sensation at the tip of his ears.

My ears must be very red now.

But Mu Chen seemed to be thinking about his own affairs, and didn't notice Jiang Haohong's ear that was about to bleed.

Probably because what happened just now was too embarrassing for the two of them, so no one spoke for the rest of the journey, even Mu Chen, who is always talkative, shut up.

Thinking of how the disciplinary committee member Han Xiaolin often shouted "quiet" over and over again but no one listened, Mu Chen thought, the awkward atmosphere is really more effective than "quiet" a hundred times a thousand times.

"Brother Chen, do you know that your family has to take a bus to our school?"

Before Mu Chen entered the classroom door, he heard Sun Ziming shouting at him.

"Ah, I haven't heard of it." Mu Chen answered while limping towards the last row with Jiang Hao's support.

It is true that I have not heard of it, but when I think about it carefully, there seems to be a stop sign at the intersection in front of my community and at the gate of the school, so it seems that the credibility of the news is still very high.

"But it's really useless to you, you come here by bicycle every day... Are your legs swollen?"

"It's not the legs that are swollen, it's the feet that are swollen."

"Why is Brother Jiang injured? Did you go to a martial arts competition to recruit relatives?"

"Show me your head! We are obviously being persecuted by terrorists, okay?"

"It's not a terrorist, it's just a few gangsters."

A cold voice suddenly rang in my ears.

All right, Jiang Hao, you've learned how to pick up on me. It's only been a week, and it's really progressing by leaps and bounds.

Hey, there is no way, close to Zhu Zhechi, the young master's infectious power can't be stopped.

"Oh, I see, you guys go to fight, huh huh!"

Mu Chen jumped over on one foot and quickly covered Sun Tzuming's mouth, "Fuck you, keep your voice down and don't talk nonsense! Don't let ghosts hear you!"

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu!" (Let me go!)

Sun Tzuming turned his head and struggled, but he couldn't escape the clutches of this "disabled person".

"Be careful not to hurt your feet." Jiang Hao pulled Mu Chen off Sun Ziming's body, and Sun Ziming breathed fresh air again.

After a gag, the previous embarrassing atmosphere faded a lot, and the two returned to the state of class last week.

"Does your injury still hurt?"

Mu Chen sat on Jiang Hao's right side, and could just see the injuries on his right cheek and ear.The gauze was from yesterday, and Jiang Hao hadn't changed it. There was still blood on it when it was bandaged yesterday, and now it has turned dark red.

"It doesn't hurt anymore."

"I'll go to the infirmary with you to change the gauze after the second class."

"it is good."

Perhaps it was because of the two critical moments together, although Mu Chen only knew Jiang Hao for a week, he felt as if he had known him for a long time, and his care and trust for him exceeded the level of any friend.

Maybe there is another reason why Mu Chen didn't dare to think about it.

No, no, the difference between the two is too great, and since he didn't buy the house, why wouldn't he live in the original place when he came back.

He checked every day that the lights hadn't been turned on.

Maybe I miss him too much, so I see his shadow in others.

"Mu Chen, what's wrong with you, are you sick? What's wrong with your leg?"

In charge of the school medical office is a young female doctor named He Ling. She is only in her early twenties. She is gentle, beautiful and not rigid. She gets along well with the students. Mu Chen used to come to her occasionally when he felt unwell or when a good classmate was sick. , Once you come and go, you will get acquainted.

"I accidentally sprained my foot. It's fine. Sister Lingling, I brought my tablemate to change the gauze."

He Ling asked Jiang Hao to sit on a stool and carefully tore off the gauze.Because the gauze hadn't been changed for a day, the gauze had already grown together with the flesh, and when it was torn off, a small piece of long-grown skin was brought up.

"The injury looks serious, what happened?"

"Fall and smashed the glass."

Just as Mu Chen was about to answer, he was cut off by someone who told nonsense and didn't make a draft.

Tsk, she pretends to be quite skillful.

"You are all so old and still can't walk steadily. The injury is like this. Fortunately, it is only a traumatic injury. You can grow up in the future."

"He... is actually trying to save me..."

"Gauze, iodine, anti-inflammatory drugs. Don't need anything else?"

"No need, Sister Lingling, go and get busy, I'll just help him."

"Are you sure you don't need me?"

"Well. Thank you!"

"Well, let me take a look at your feet for you."

The interior of the infirmary is very simple, with desks and chairs against the wall, a cabinet and a pot of asparagus bamboo placed against the wall next to it, and a bed covered with white sheets on the other side.There is a sink at the head of the bed, with two switches on the left and right, presumably for distributing hot and cold water, and a white towel is placed on the sink.There is no decoration on the white wall except for a wall clock.

Nine forty.

Mu Chen noticed the time above.

There was only one bench, and it was not convenient for Mu Chen to stand, so he sat on the bed side by side with Jiang Hao, and treated his wound like yesterday.

He Ling was typing in front of the computer, it seemed that he should be working on some document.

The infirmary is located on the edge of the school, far away from the playground. After the second class on Monday morning, all the students participated in the flag-raising ceremony in the playground. Jiang Hao and Mu Chen came here on leave, so there are almost no other people nearby.Sunlight came in quietly from the window, gently stroking the leaves of asparagus bamboo, and the only figure in the room was He Ling typing on the keyboard.

After a while, the printer buzzed. He Ling took out a few printed A4 papers and put them in a file bag, telling Mu Chen that the ointment for trauma was in the bottom row of the cabinet, the second from the left. He said hello and walked out of the infirmary.

The space suddenly became the smell of needles falling.

In order to see the wound in his hair clearly, Mu Chen got very close, and now the only sound of typing disappeared, as if the last barrier had fallen, and now he could clearly hear Jiang Hao's breathing.

And, the sound of my heart beating faster.

Time seems to have become a rubber rope with substance, which was stretched by a pair of invisible hands. It seemed to have no end. Mu Chen tried his best to focus on Jiang Hao's wound, feeling that every second It's like sitting on pins and needles.

It is obvious that any embarrassment can be resolved freely, and it is obvious that it is a person who can confidently speak on stage after being subjected to cyber violence.

Now I just feel that I am... so flustered.

The air seemed to be infinitely compressed, making him unable to breathe.

It seemed as long as 1 years before Mu Chen finally treated Jiang Hao's wound and re-bandaged him.After bandaging, Mu Chen subconsciously looked up at the clock on the wall.

Nine fifty-five.

It's only been 5 minutes?Why do I feel so long?

"I'll give you a cold compress."

When Mu Chen recovered from his doubts about time, he saw that Jiang Hao had already passed by with a towel soaked in cold water, squatted beside his injured foot, and gently applied the towel to his swollen body. On his right foot, the slender fingers accidentally brushed against the ankle, and there was an itchy touch.

His hands... were so cold, even colder than a towel.

But it's a little more comfortable.

Mu Chen's foot moved involuntarily, and Jiang Hao was afraid that he would accidentally touch his sprain, so he grabbed his calf with his other hand.

"do not move."

Mu Chen looked at someone who was calm and calm with his head down, and felt as if his heart was about to jump out.Little did he know that the other party lowered his head to cover up his out-of-control look.

15 minutes.

During the period, Jiang Hao went to soak the towel again three times to keep the temperature of the towel, because Mu Chen's body temperature seemed to be too high today, and Jiang Hao's embarrassment was covered by another kind of worry.After the cold compress, he washed his hands with cold water and wanted to try Mu Chen's forehead