Rushing out of the doorway for three seconds, he rushed back in.
He stomped off the slippers on his feet, changed the wrinkled shirt he was wearing, and transformed into the teenager who could charm people with a slight smile.
“Don’t wait for me for dinner, I have a date.” Yu Muyang smiled with a dejected look.
Fang Ji was stunned and pointed to the bruise on his left eye, kindly reminding, “Didn’t you say that you don’t have the face to see anyone now and have to close down and reflect?”
“That was a minute ago, now I take back that previous statement, and add that a man’s appearance is not important, I rely on his inner self!” Yu Muyang closed the dormitory door and disappeared in a twinkling of an eye.
Leaving a dumbfounded Fang Qi, he touched his nose in a bewildered manner and bleeped in a small voice: “A fickle man is more terrifying than a woman.”
Downstairs of the boys’ dormitory.
Yu Muyang rushed to the ground floor in one breath, and before he could run out, he already saw Qi Rou standing outside by the flower bed.
She was wearing a white knitted shirt with a long dark green skirt, the hem of which swayed gently with the breeze.
Her clean face was unadorned with powder.
A pair of pure eyes, which are slightly tilted up, are looking out of a window on a high floor.
Yu Muyang could tell at a glance that the direction she was looking was in the direction of his dormitory.
Qirou had really come to look for him!
This realization made Yu Muyang’s mood, instantly, drift again.
Even his footsteps were a little weak, floating all the way out of the dormitory building and floating to Qi Rou.
“Little Rou, you’re looking for me?” Yu Muyang stopped in front of her and shouted softly.
Thinking of something, as soon as the words left his mouth, he first raised his hand and pressed his left eye, the bruise around his left eye made him look weak and pitiful.
The bruise around his left eye made him look weak and pitiful. Not to mention Qirou, many students around him stopped to look at the “disfigured” Yu Muyang.
“…… Does it still hurt?” Qirou licked her lips and asked in a somewhat guilty voice.
The words did not fall, Yu Muyang already smiled and replied quickly: “No, it does not hurt at all, just a punch, I usually get beaten up by my father, this small injury is nothing.”
He spoke quickly, as if he had prepared his words a long time ago.
But such a smile and indifferent words, together with the obvious bruises on his face, made Qi Rou feel that he was deliberately trying to comfort her.
And so, Qirou felt even more guilty.
She was just reacting instinctively, but it seemed like she had hit too hard ……
“I’ve prepared medicine for you, you’ll get better faster if you rub it with this.”
Qi Rou’s hand had been squeezing a small bottle of ointment in her heart, and as the words fell, she handed it to Yu Muyang.
Yu Muyang reached out for it, took the ointment, and also held her hand in passing.
He found that her fingertips were a bit cold and covered them for her, while admonishing, “The door of this dormitory building faces the wind, next time you come to me, remember to call me in advance, don’t stand down there and wait, be careful of catching a cold.”
“……”
“I’m a bit hungry, I’ve been eating takeaway for the past few days, I kind of want to eat the food from that restaurant last time, can you go with me?” Yu Muyang took her hand and wouldn’t let go.
Pulling her to her side, he smoothly took her hand and tucked it into his own pocket.
It looked as if she was holding his arm and snuggling into his arms.
Many people who passed by them, seeing this scene, stopped in surprise to take pictures.
Qirou felt the warmth and feeling of strength coming from his hand and subconsciously wanted to pull her hand back, but she heard Yu Muyang suddenly speak, his voice carrying some apologies and caution: “Little Rou, let’s make up, okay?”