An eighteen-year-old boy with a cold face, but tears in his eyes
When it's over, she can't see other people crying at all.
Seeing others cry makes her want to cry.
I had no choice but to coax: "It's not far, we'll be there soon."
Until Li Weijin was put down, he still felt ashamed and wanted to die.
It's completely different from what I imagined, the princess hug is also him hugging Su Xiaoqiwhy did it become like this.
The tears in his eyes were not from pain, but from embarrassment.
Well, half of it is pain, but most of it is shame.
If his little friend knew no, he wouldn't tell anyone.
He was taken to a pavilion in front of the Bagua Temple, and Xiao Qi asked him to sit here, and she went to find someone.
Li Weijin just wanted to say: This temple is so remote, I'm worried about danger, I'd better wait for other people to come.
But when he thought that classmate Su Xiaoqi could easily hug himhe hugged himhe shut up again.
Xiao Qi went around the temple and found no one. There was a locked room in the back, and there were flower pots and buckets in the corner. There were clothes and an old towel drying in the sun at the door. People live in the temple, but they are not here at the moment.
This temple is not big, there is only one main hall, and there are three Bodhisattvas in it.
The one in the middle is the largest one, shining golden light. Xiao Qi has no research on Buddhism, so he thinks the Buddha statue is quite smooth and has a kind expression.
There are two small Buddhas next to him, and the little Buddha also smiled kindly.
However, there are two very vicious little ghosts standing behind each Buddha.
She didn't go in. Usually, when entering a temple, one has to burn incense and worship Buddha, so she walked around the entrance of the temple and left.
When I went out, I saw the president of the long-distance running club and Li Weijin in the pavilion together.
When Li Weijin saw Xiao Qi disappear, he remembered that he could call Uncle Rong at home.
Uncle Rong is the housekeeper assigned to him by his father. There is no such formal title, but Uncle Rong handles all the big and small things in his life.
He called to explain the situation, and the over there responded immediately, telling him not to run around, stay there, and come to pick him up right away.
At this time, the president of the long-distance running club also came.
He really prepared a bunch of first aid things, band-aids, bone-setting water, disinfectant and so on. After all, their club is a club with frequent incidents, and running is easy to get injured, especially the new members who are recruited every year, basically get injured once or twice. This is the custom.
Xiaoqi came out and said that no one was found.
"The Miao Zhu here are locals. They may go home during the day and live here at night. No one is normal at this moment. They should go home to work." of.
Xiaoqi saw that Li Weijin's hands were not bleeding, but there were bloodstains, and then he felt that blood was still oozing from his knees. After all, his pants were all worn out, so it must be very painful. As for the sprained ankle, she couldn't do anything about it.
Seeing the president take out a large medical kit, Xiao Qi asked, "Do you want to disinfect and clean it first?"
Li Weijin wanted to say that his family would come over soon, but when he saw Xiao Qi who was frowning slightly, he nodded, and then thought of Su Xiaoqi's soft hand rubbing on his wound, she seemed to be colder, even though she had just finished running , his hands are not hot, but coolin fact, he is too hotThinking about it, his collarbone started to feel hot againHe didn't know why, but suddenly he had such a problem, his face was blushing, his heart was not beating, and his collarbone was hot. But waves of fever came, wave after wave, feeling that the blood in my body was like tidal waves, beating the bones, muscles, and skin of my body.
Xiao Qi thought that Li Weijin should be very afraid of pain, tears would come down when he fell, probably she has never suffered since childhood, she would not do this, turned her head and said to the president: "President, you are more professional and you can handle it."
Li Weijin:
The president quickly shook his head.
"Sorry, I'm dizzy."
Su Xiaoqi:
Xiaoqi suggested, so she had no choice but to take out the disinfectant and cotton swabs.
First pour the disinfectant on Li Weijin's hands, just like washing.
The president was very distressed when he saw it, and shouted: "Student, save it, save it."
However, when the disinfectant touched the wound, it caused burning pain, and Li Weijin couldn't help but retract his hand.
Xiao Qi had no choice but to bite the bullet, grabbed Li Weijin's wrist with one hand, and carefully swept out the stones on his hand with a cotton swab, because some small stones felt embedded in his hands, and the disinfectant was also washed Nodown.
She bowed her head, and took off her hat because it would block the light.
Li Weijin sat on a horizontal bench in the pavilion, leaning against a pillar, and Xiao Qi sat in front of him, with his head lowered, holding his hand with one hand, spreading his palm, and gently holding his hand with the other hand. The wound was treated with a cotton swab.
Every time I touch the wound, I feel a little burning pain, but my heart is always itchy.
He didn't dare to look at Su Xiaoqi, and even felt that her warm breath was in his palm.
The palms are extremely sensitive because of the pain.
He turned his head to look at the surrounding scenery. There was a stage next to it, a lawn on it, and a temple behind it.
He has been studying the preparatory course for a year, so he is actually very familiar with this place and has been here several times.
But this is the first time I found this place so beautiful.
The grass is so green, the stage is so antique and charming, and the temple is so beautiful and friendly, the old pavilion feels gentle and amiable.
The breeze blew, and Xiao Qi's short hair was blown up slightly, a bunch of hair just swept over Li Weijin's neck, he just felt his collarbone was hot again, this time it was as if he had burned himself, he couldn't help it." Hmm" sounded.
Xiao Qi thought he hurt him, raised his head and apologized: "Be patient and heal soon, this stone is embedded a bit deep."
As a result, when he looked up, he saw that his eyes were wet again Is he about to cry again
She was really dumbfounded.
In fact, her father made bamboo weaving, and his hands sometimes cracked in winter, which was much more serious than that of Li Weijin's hand. It hurts like this, it's really different for different people.
"It really hurts. Close your eyes and don't look at it. It will be fine soon." Xiaoqi helped him clean up the last stone on this palm, and even blew it lightly. Juanhua dealt with it like this.
Li Weijin intuitively felt the heat in his palm this time.
Then the hands on his hands were released, and he was suddenly empty.
Then the other hand was gently raised again, and his heart fell back all of a sudden.
It is fair to have both hands.
Handling the other hand, Xiao Qi is much more skilled.
The president at the side saw the boy leaning on the pillar with a straight body, and the petite girl standing in front of him, holding the boy's hand and concentrating on treating the wound, suddenly felt that he was a little redundant, coughed and said: "I'll go down and have a look , why haven¡¯t the others arrived yet.¡± (Remember this site URL: www.hlnovel.com