he is afraid, he pretends

While Wu Luming was waiting for Wen Siyuan to come, he found Qian Weichang who had fallen asleep leaning on the other side of the trash can.

He went over and called Qian Weichang twice.

Qian Weichang mumbled "hit again" twice, but he showed no signs of waking up.

Wu Luming shook him a couple more times, seeing that he was still awake, and while he was thinking, a voice suddenly came from above his head: "Is there anything I can help you with?"

He looked up and saw the girl surrounded by those men just now.

The alley was too dark just now, and Wu Luming didn't look carefully at the girl.

Now that he took a closer look, he realized that the girl was wearing the uniform of the Academy of Art, and the words "C University of Art" were clearly printed on the center of the uniform.

Wu Luming thought for a moment, stood up, and said bluntly, "Yes."

He took out his mobile phone while talking: "I'll ask someone to come out to pick him up, you can look at him for me, I'm leaving in a while."

He sent a message to the other two roommates he shared the bed with.

They always slept very late in the dormitory, and the roommate quickly returned the message.

After explaining the matter, Wu Luming put away his phone and said to the girl, "My roommates should be here in about five minutes."

As he said, he looked around and saw the surveillance camera at the door of a nearby store, so he raised his finger and said: "There are surveillance cameras here, and there are small shops open nearby. No one will cause trouble here, so you and him Stay here and don't move, I have to go."

The girl nodded like a chick pecking rice, expressing her understanding.

Seeing this, Wu Luming didn't say any more, turned around and walked to the place agreed with Wen Siyuan.

Just two steps away, the voice of the girl behind him sounded again: "Thank you!"

Wu Luming didn't look back, but just raised his hand and waved it: "You don't need to thank me, just thank him."

The address he told Wen Siyuan was a temporary parking intersection near C University. After he walked there, he didn't have to wait too long before a taxi stopped in front of him.

Soon the car door opened, Wen Siyuan got out of the car while explaining sternly: "I tend to get sleepy after ten o'clock, so I don't drive, for a while..."

In the middle of speaking, he suddenly saw the wound on Wu Luming's face, and the words that followed were stuck in his throat instantly.

He stood by the car door without moving for a while, looked Wu Luming from top to bottom, and then asked seriously: "What's going on?"

Wu Luming's face did not show the viciousness when he hit someone just now, he rarely showed a submissive expression, put his injured hand behind his back, and whispered: "I said to be brave when I see righteousness, brother Yuan, do you believe it?"

Wen Siyuan looked at him and asked after a while, "Are you going to the hospital?"

Wu Luming shook his head: "It's not serious, just apply the medicine yourself."

Seeing that Wu Luming was unwilling to go to the hospital, Wen Siyuan didn't force him.

The two got into a taxi and bought medicine while passing by the pharmacy. It was around 10:30 at night when they got home.

Along the way, Wu Luming clearly noticed that Wen Siyuan had been in a drowsy state.

He thought that Wen Siyuan would go to bed as soon as he got home, but unexpectedly, Wen Siyuan didn't go back to the room, but followed him to the living room.

Wu Luming sat on the sofa in the living room, and spread the ointment for the wound on the coffee table.

Wen Siyuan stood aside like a piece of wood, neither moving nor speaking.

Following the instructions of the pharmacy staff just now, Wu Luming picked out a piece of ointment and unscrewed it.

During the whole process of unscrewing the ointment, Wen Siyuan still stood aside without moving.

Tear off the seal and apply the ointment to the cotton swab. Just when he was holding the cotton swab in his right hand and was about to touch the wound on the palm of his left hand, his eyelashes trembled twice, then he paused and looked up at Wen Si eagerly. Yuan, with a hint of guilt in his voice: "Brother Yuan, can you apply the medicine for me?"

Wen Siyuan looked back at him, but didn't respond immediately.

Seeing this, Wu Luming added softly: "I don't dare, I'm a little...afraid of pain."

Wen Siyuan still didn't respond.

But soon, Wu Luming felt the sofa beside him sag, and the ointment in his hand was taken away by Wen Siyuan.

Apart from the obvious wound on the palm of his left hand, Wu Luming also had several small wounds on his face.

One was an abrasion to the jaw and the other was a laceration at the corner of the mouth.

Wen Siyuan put good medicine on Wu Luming's hand, turned his gaze to Wu Luming's face, and saw Wu Luming's downcast eyes, looking listless, he finally opened his mouth and said the first sentence after returning home.

"Afraid of pain but still act bravely?"

Wu Luming hung his head obediently, as if he had made a mistake and accepted a lesson.

Seeing this, Wen Siyuan lowered his voice a little bit: "The premise of being brave is to protect yourself first, you know?"

Wu Luming nodded quickly.

Wen Siyuan looked at Wu Luming's expression, and continued seriously: "This time I only suffered some minor injuries. What if the other party brought a knife next time? Or did he not notice that he injured Nei Li during the fight? In the case of room for maneuver, the first choice should be to call the police..."

Wen Siyuan should have just taken a shower when he went out, and now he has the fragrance of the body wash that Wu Luming is familiar with.

The clothes he was wearing were probably temporary when he went out, and they were softer for home use. He would wear glasses and give serious oral education, a bit like parents educating their own ignorant children.

Wu Luming stared at him unconsciously, and when he came back to his senses, he found that Wen Siyuan had stopped talking at some point and was looking straight at him.

He was taken aback by Wen Siyuan, and asked in a low voice: "What's wrong?"

Wen Siyuan looked serious like a teacher asking a student who was distracted in class: "Are you listening to what I just said?"

Although Wu Luming was really in a trance just now, his ears were still working properly.

He repeated everything Wen Siyuan said without missing a word, and Wen Siyuan then looked away and let him go, and continued to apply medicine on his face.

When applying the medicine, the two inevitably had to be very close.

Every time Wen Siyuan approached to paint the wound, Wu Luming could feel his hot breath.

Wen Siyuan's breathing seemed to bring life, and every time he hit Wu Luming's face, it seemed that it could penetrate through the skin, causing the heat on Wu Luming's body to continuously rise.

Therefore, Wu Luming lowered his eyes the whole time, and rarely looked at Wen Siyuan again, quietly and obediently let Wen Siyuan heal all the wounds on his face.

After treating the wound on his face, Wen Siyuan took a small step back, but did not put away the ointment in his hand.

He looked Wu Luming up and down, saw that Wu Luming's body was a little red, thought it was because he was holding back the pain, so he didn't care.

After a while, he looked back and suddenly asked, "Are you injured?"

Wu Luming didn't react for a while: "Huh?"

Wen Siyuan thought he didn't hear clearly, so he slowed down and repeated word by word: "Are there any other injuries on your body?"

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