Toffee Master

Yang Xingyu put all the toffee into his pocket unceremoniously, and patted it twice uneasy after putting it away.

Tang Ye wanted to laugh a little. The last time he saw a similar act of food protection was on the five-year-old grandson of the uncle next door.

But he really didn't expect Yang Xingyu to appear, he thought he would definitely be sent to the hospital.

This person is still the same as before, always showing up in time when he needs it.

Tang Ye's eyes softened: "Thank you for helping me, but will this cause you trouble? You just attacked so hard, Xiao Zhuizi will definitely find a way to retaliate against you, and if the school knows, it may also give you Punishment..."

Yang Xingyu smiled disdainfully: "What are you afraid of? Just like Li Feng. I hit him every time he comes, and I don't have to be afraid of school punishment. I am very familiar with it!"

Tang Ye recalled the report list he had seen before, and this person could be regarded as having a "brilliant" record.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help laughing.

"That's right, there's no need to have any psychological burden." Yang Xingyu followed Shale, caught a glimpse of his flushed wrists and faintly bluish cheeks, and frowned again, "Go, I'll take you to the infirmary."

"Not going to class?"

"Last fart, the second quarter is over, it's useless to go back now."

Tang Ye was right when he thought about it, and his wrist was really hurting, and the area on his body that was hit by the basketball began to react, his ribs and cheeks throbbed, and he also felt a little numb.

The infirmary is on the sixth floor, and the teaching building is very quiet during class hours. Tang Ye followed Yang Xingyu, and could hear his own footsteps and his footsteps, from different speeds to gradually overlapping.

When the two arrived at the infirmary, they found that although the door was open, there was no one inside.

"Should I wait for the teacher to come back?" Tang Ye poked his probe inside, smelled a faint smell of medicine, and frowned in disgust.

Yang Xingyu walked in with strides: "Wait? The rogue doctor won't come back until lunch time or if there is a serious injury. You don't know if you have just transferred. There is a student in our school who has a headache or a broken skin. It’s all up to me to find medicine to eat.”

"It's like eating buffet." Tang Ye wanted to laugh, but the pain on his cheek had spread to his mouth, so he had to use his fingers to forcibly tear off the corner of his mouth.

"Self-help, that's the right word!" Yang Xingyu opened the second cabinet in the infirmary familiarly, and took out a roll of gauze and iodophor from it, "Sit on the bed and I'll disinfect it for you."

Tang Ye gasped, grabbed his school uniform jacket tightly, pretended to be frightened and said, "What are you going to do to me!"

Yang Xingyu was shocked by his sudden exaggerated acting skills. After a moment of surprise, he pretended to be fierce and said, "I'm going to tie you to the bed and sprinkle salt on your wounds! I'll torture you and watch you cry!"

"Huh~ I didn't expect you to have such a habit."

"Okay, stop making trouble, go over and sit down, so that the wound won't heal in a while."

Tang Ye didn't dare to grin, so he could only make a strange "quack" sound with his mouth tightly shut.

"Those who don't know think that the infirmary raises ducks." Yang Xingyu also wanted to laugh.

Tang Ye's smile grew stronger, his little face was flushed with suffocation, and his smiling eyes curled up.

He sat on the bed, saw Yang Xingyu pulled up the small stool and sat across from him, and obediently stretched out his hands.

His skin was fair, and the red strangle marks were more obvious on his wrists. Yang Xingyu frowned, and helped him roll up the sleeves of his school uniform to his elbows. After careful inspection, he found that some places were already oozing blood.

"Povidone iodine is less irritating, but it may still hurt a little, so bear with it."

"Yes." Tang Ye nodded obediently.

Yang Xingyu looked up at him, took out the toffee from his pocket, opened it and stuffed it into his mouth.

He did this series of movements very naturally, but Tang Ye was made a little shy by him, and the tips of his ears turned red. It was obviously the toffee he had been eating, but he felt that this one was extra sweet.

He lowered his head, and his big hands with well-defined bones were carefully applying iodophor to his wound. The contrast of skin color made black and white more distinct.

Tang Ye was slightly stunned. He vaguely felt that Yang Xingyu's sudden gentleness might have recognized him, but for some unknown reason, the other party had no intention of recognizing him.

"Perfect! With my dressing technique, maybe I can consider becoming a doctor in the future."

Tang Ye recovered from Yang Xingyu's narcissistic voice. The wound on his wrist has been healed, and a light brown can be vaguely seen from the wrapped gauze. The bandage is indeed perfect. Look at this skillful technique, this Yang Xingyu should have done a lot of things.

"Why do you keep sticking band-aids on your fingers?"

After all, Yang Xingyu couldn't hold back, and asked something he had always been curious about.

Tang Ye's fingers wrapped around the Band-Aid trembled slightly, and he subconsciously covered it with the other hand: "Ah, it's nothing, I left an ugly scar when I was naughty when I was young."

"When you were a child..."

Yang Xingyu was about to take advantage of the situation to talk about his childhood, to test whether the other party had any impression of him, but he was interrupted by the phone ringing just as he opened his mouth.

He clicked his tongue and took it out to see that it was Zhou Li, the head teacher.

"Hey, what's the matter, Lao Zhou?"

"Sure enough, you have your cell phone with you! Why are you asking me! You skipped class on the first day of school, not only that, but you also skipped class with transfer students! You are really going too far!"

Zhou Li's loud voice instantly spread throughout the infirmary.

Tang Ye looked over worriedly, Yang Xingyu waved his hand, and mouthed: "It's okay."

"Old Zhou, calm down, I also have a reason for this," Yang Xingyu explained unhurriedly, "You know Li Feng, the third year in high school."

"Did he make trouble for you?" Zhou Li paused, "No, he made trouble for Tang Ye!"

"Old Zhou deserves to be you, I guessed it right away."

"Don't be poor, what's the situation now? Where are you and Tang Ye? Are you injured?" Zhou Li asked anxiously.

"I'm fine in the infirmary. Tang Ye's wrist is broken. As for his body..." Yang Xingyu looked to the side as he spoke, looked Tang Ye up and down, and finally settled on the basketball print on his school uniform. "I don't know, I can't take off his clothes for inspection."

Tang Ye's face became hot, and he hurriedly whispered: "I'm fine!"

This pretending to be fierce, the little tiger's teeth are all exposed.

"He said he's fine." Yang Xingyu laughed arrogantly, as happy as seeing a kitten finally pissed off by him.

"They're all boys, take off your clothes to see what's wrong, I think you just don't care about your classmates!"

Zhou Li snorted, "Stay with Tang Ye in the infirmary for a while, and I'll be there right away!"

"I've been wronged... Hey? Are you going to hang up now?"

Yang Xingyu clicked his tongue, then turned to look at Tang Ye, "Did you hear me, he asked me to stay here with you for a while."

Just after he finished speaking, he said with a depressed face, "He actually said that I don't care about my classmates, is that reasonable!"

Tang Ye held back his laughter and patted his head: "Don't get angry, I'll explain it to you later."

"You coaxed the child!" Yang Xingyu turned his head away from his hand, stared at him for a while, and laughed again.

He looked at Tang Ye. With such a thin body, he couldn't be really injured. "Old Zhou probably won't come here for a while, why don't you lie down and rest?"

Tang Ye did not refuse. Although he felt that he had not suffered serious injuries, he still felt exhausted after tossing around. It would be nice to lie down and rest.

Yang Xingyu felt bored, so he took out his phone to play games.

The infirmary was quiet for a while, only the occasional game sound effects were left.

"What are you playing?"

"It bothered you?"

Yang Xingyu looked up, Tang Ye was lying on the bed, looking at him curiously with his head tilted.

"No."

Yang Xingyu smiled, and pushed the phone over, "I'm not playing anything, I just draw a card."

Tang Ye twisted his body and leaned over to look at it. He usually doesn't play games, so he doesn't know much about it. He only saw a lot of villains on the screen of his phone: "Are you getting a good card?"

Yang Xingyu twitched the corner of his mouth in embarrassment: "...That's not true, they are all useless pieces."

He thought for a while and then added, "In fact, drawing cards is also a technical job, such as drawing every ten turns, and the graphics are very particular. Of course, the most important thing is how much money you krypton."

Tang Ye glanced at his VIP level upon hearing the words, presumably it must be a lot of money.

"If you don't believe me, try it, just click here." Yang Xingyu pulled the chair forward, and Tang Ye's head was almost leaning against his head. He pointed to a small button at the bottom of the phone screen, "After clicking, you can draw any shape." .”

"I smoke?" Tang Ye scratched his head, "Forget it, if I can't smoke something good, it's not a waste."

"It's okay, I can't draw a card myself!" Yang Xingyu generously pushed the phone into his hand. He is not a chief but he is afraid that others will waste the chance to draw a card?joke.

Hearing what he said, Tang Ye was relieved. He stared at the phone seriously, and clicked the small button after thinking about what graphics to draw.

Yang Xingyu's mind moved slightly, maybe now is a good opportunity to test whether Tang Yeji can't remember him.

He coughed lightly: "This game has a new character, quite powerful, but very cute, a fat child holding a fish, Tang Ye, you went down the river to catch it when you were young..."

"Yang Xingyu Yang Xingyu! Golden light! Good or bad!"

Yang Xingyu's words were interrupted, and his mind froze for a moment.

Tang Ye sat up and pushed the phone screen to his eyes: "Look quickly!"

Yang Xingyu almost met his eyes, he leaned back, his eyes widened suddenly when he saw the screen clearly, and he grabbed the phone: "Damn it! Ten consecutive blasts of five best, three rare, two common, You are too lucky! I have been smoking for almost a year and only got three top grades!"

He slapped his thigh excitedly. Could it be that Tang Ye is the legendary Ouhuang?See you for the first time!

Tang Ye didn't quite understand why he was so excited.

He blinked, but did Yang Xingyu want to ask himself something just now?

"I let you stay here to help my classmates, not to let you disturb others' rest."

Zhou Li walked in with a straight face.

Yang Xingyu's expression changed instantly, and he silently put the phone back into his pocket: "I'm afraid that my classmate will get bored, so I'll have some fun for him."

"I see you forcing the wounded to play around with you."

"Mr. Zhou, that's not the case. If Yang Xingyu hadn't arrived in time this time, I might really have to go to the hospital."

Zhou Li turned his head and saw Tang Ye sitting on the bed, explaining to himself with a serious face. His cheeks, which were white and tender an hour ago, were already bruised. He caught a glimpse of the basketball marks on Tang Ye's school uniform and frowned: "You are also seriously injured now, no, let's go to the hospital for an examination."

When Tang Ye heard the word hospital, a trace of resistance flashed across his face: "Mr. Zhou, I'm fine, I just got hit twice, so I really don't need to go to the hospital."

"You're quite stubborn, what if you have internal injuries? Let's go, Yang Xingyu and I will accompany you."

Tang Ye was a little shaken, but there was still a reluctant expression on his face.

Yang Xingyu glanced at him, and said lazily, "Old Zhou, the new classmate obviously doesn't want to be absent on the first day of school. He is so persistent, so don't drive him to the hospital."

Tang Ye looked at him gratefully.

"What do you know! Studying is important, but the body is more important!" Zhou Li did not let go.

"Oh, he's really fine. Old Zhou, don't be so stubborn. At worst, I'll be responsible for his health."

Tang Ye narrowed his eyes when he heard the words.

Zhou Li looked at Yang Xingyu suspiciously: "How are you responsible?"

"Aren't you just afraid that he will have sequelae? I'll just help you pay attention to his physical condition." Yang Xingyu smiled and pointed to himself, then pointed to Tang Ye, "We are not only at the same table, but also neighbors. That is to say, I can watch him 24 hours a day, and if there is a problem, I will send him to the hospital immediately."

"You two are neighbors!" Zhou Li pushed his glasses in surprise.

"Teacher Zhou, I trust Yang Xingyu."

Seeing Tang Ye's serious expression, Zhou Li had no choice but to compromise: "Let's do this first, I've already said hello to the Chinese teacher, you don't have to rush back to the second class, just take a rest, and you can just go back to the third class .”

He paused and said, "I will deal with this matter, and I won't let you be bullied in vain."

"Thank you, Teacher Zhou." Tang Ye smiled.

Zhou Li also smiled at him, and before leaving, he did not forget to say to Yang Xingyu: "Take good care of your new classmates, take care of them with your heart, you know!"

"I know, I know."

Yang Xingyu nodded impatiently.

Lao Zhou didn't trust him so much, he really wanted to take care of Tang Ye.

Although he was very emotional when he heard Tang Ye was taken away in the men's room.

But Yang Xingyu still remembered the conversation of those boys.

Not to mention the tractor, he didn’t recognize it before because Wang Zhuqi’s information was wrong, Tang Ye’s was obviously red, but what he heard was colorful black.

Compared with this, he was more concerned about the debt owed by Tang Ye's family.

Yang Xingyu has no memory of this. Could it be that something went wrong with his family in the past few years?

Tang Ye didn't want to go to the hospital because he didn't want to delay the course. After all, he was transferred based on his academic performance.

Thinking of this, Yang Xingyu looked at Tang Ye with some discomfort, but when he turned around, he found that the boy fell asleep on the bed at some point.

"I slept soundly."

Yang Xingyu smiled. He took out his phone and turned it to silent. He listened to his light and shallow breathing while playing games. Fortunately, Xiao Tangzhi was optimistic, otherwise, whoever was involved in this matter would suffer from insomnia.