Zhimian:?

Didn’t this person go abroad to compete? Why did he speak like this when he comes back?

Zhimian stared at him for two seconds, "Have you drunk just now?"

Unexpectedly, the girl reacted like this, Duan Zhuo turned black, grabbed the back of her head, and pulled her closer, "Who has drunk?"

"Duan Zhuo!" Zhimian pushed his hard chest with his palm, shrank back, raised his hand and hit him again. Then he heard him take a breath and stop his movements.

"……What’s wrong with you?"

The man lowered his eyelashes and lifted the cuffs of his coat. On the black watch, a wound appeared on his arm, which had not yet been scabbed. It seemed that blood came out because he had just pulled the wound and it was a bit scary.

When he came back on the plane today, Zhuge Yu sat next to Duan Zhuo. Thinking of his injury, he joked: "Xiao Duan, you can use a bitter plan after you go back."

Duan Zhuo: "What?"

"Every time Xiaojiu sees you being injured, she is anxious like something. If she still cares about you, she will definitely feel sorry for you when she sees you being injured, right?"

After Zhuge Yu finished speaking, he smiled and patted him with the back of his hand, and withdrew his gaze:

"But I don't think you're going to use this kind of bad trick. Isn't she going to see you every time you get hurt?"

Duan Zhuo seemed to have not heard it, and he remained silent. Unexpectedly, he spoke in a few seconds:

"You can help me remove the gauze later."

"Ah? Why?"

"How can she see clearly without revealing the wound?"

Zhuge Yu: “…………”

Indeed, he had never despised himself from getting the little girl's attention with his injuries.

Because he has always been the only one in her eyes.

But now, he just wanted to see her reaction.

To confirm his guess—she still cared about him.

Just pretending not to care on the outside.

At this moment, Duan Zhuo showed the wound in front of her, observed the expression on the girl's face, coughed lightly, and pretended to be careless: "I accidentally made it during the game."

Seeing that she didn't say anything, he missed again: "The wound is quite deep."

Zhimian's eyes remained for a moment, and the next moment he realized that he should no longer be as concerned and inquiries as before. He glanced at him and his tone was neither cold nor hot: "Then you hurry up and deal with it."

After a long time, Duan Zhuo didn't see her making any statements next.

He closed his eyebrows and couldn't help but ask unhappily: "I'm injured, what's the only way to react?"

Before, she was so heartbroken that her eyes would turn red, so she gently asked him if it hurts, like a kitten that was only with her owner.

Zhimian looked at his wound again—

Isn't it just a scratch? It's also very deep?

Guessing the meaning of his words, Zhimian thought of his disregarded look when he was injured, and smiled slightly, teasing: "It's okay, what's this injury to you? You won the first place anyway."

“…”

This was what he once said to her.

She remembered clearly that she had returned it to him now.

Duan Zhuo's eyelids were half-reduced. A few seconds later, he picked up the medicine box that had been prepared long ago on his feet and put it to her. He said leisurely: "It is inconvenient for me to bandage the wound alone."

Is this asking her to help bandage?

Zhimian didn't want to fulfill his wishes and refused directly: "I won't."

“It’s very simple.”

"Some people bandaged wounds before, and forced me to drive me out?" Zhimian raised his chin, "You ask Cheng Li to come in and help you. He must be more experienced than me, or go to the club to find a doctor."

Duan Zhuo: "..."

She pushed open the car door and got out of the car, and the pink dessert box was still in the seat, and she looked at him:

"I'm going to quit candy lately. You can keep the desserts yourself, goodbye."

The door was closed with a "bang".

Duan Zhuo, who had been waiting for one night, suddenly felt autistic.

Cheng Li was smoking a cigarette under a tree in the distance, and saw the girl getting out of the car alone, her hands were empty, and then she entered the dormitory building, and she had been in the car for less than two minutes.

So fast?

It won't be...

He quickly turned the cigarette butts out, walked back to the car, opened the driver's seat door, turned around and saw the dessert box in the back row still there. When he looked at Duan Zhuo's face, he guessed the result.

Good guy failed again.

U-game is not so difficult.

Cheng Li tried to comfort him, but for two seconds he was struggling, and said, "Brother Zhuo, do you want me to bandage you with your hands?"

Duan Zhuo raised his eyes and looked at him coldly.

Cheng Li: “…”

He blames him for being too talkative.

Then Duan Zhuo opened the medical box and began to bandage the medicine alone with skillful movements. He lowered his head and licked the back teeth, and whispered for a while: "These tricks are no longer useful."

Once every time he finished the competition, she would wait for him to come back at home and always light a light for him.

But now, even when he came to find her, she didn't even want to receive gifts.

Upon hearing this, Cheng Li advised warmly: "Brother Zhuo, don't be too anxious. Miss Zhi will definitely take some time to calm down. As long as you are willing, she will definitely see it. Miss Zhi is a soft-hearted girl."

The night is quiet, the cool breeze is swept into the silent car-

Zhimian went to the dormitory building.

Opening the dormitory door, Tong Ran, who had just gone outside to pick up hot water, turned around and saw her, put down the water cup, "Hey, Xiaojiu--"

"I'm back."

Zhimian walked to the seat, put the canvas bag on the chair, picked up the mineral water on the table, opened it and took a sip. Tong Ran walked forward and asked, "Is someone sending you back today?"

She was stunned for a moment, "What does it mean?"

Tong Ran lowered her voice: "When I just went to fetch water, I heard a few girls from our same age discussing you."

Zhimian was slightly stunned, "What are you discussing me?"

"They said that when you saw you downstairs in the dormitory, you seemed to be pulling and tugging with a man, and finally you got into that man's car."

Sure enough, it was still seen.

"Xiaojiu, is that man chasing you?"

Zhimian lowered his eyes silently, "No, it's...my ex-boyfriend."

"Damn it?! It turned out to be him? You broke up, he is still here to find you now?" Tong Ran was puzzled, "Is he here to pester you now? Still want to be with you again?"

She and Tong Ran did not hide it and nodded.

Tong Ran was surprised and understood, "You have been with your boyfriend since the second year of high school, and your relationship must be very good. At first I heard that you broke up, but I thought you were having a conflict. So what are you planning now? Give him a chance?"

How to plan...

Zhimian's heart is actually in chaos.

Zhimian looked depressed. Seeing that she did not answer, Tong Ran did not ask much: "It's okay, think about feelings carefully and be cautious."

"Um."

Zhimian put the water bottle on the table and saw a few tickets on the corner of the table. He asked Tong Ran: "You are not in the dormitory this morning, and I haven't asked you yet. I have tickets for the comic exhibition on Saturday morning. Do you want to go with me to see it? Qiuqiu and Wenxin are not available."

"Comic Exhibition?!What about?"

Zhimian talked about a topic.

Tong Ran was quite interested after hearing this, "I'll go! My boyfriend is going to play basketball this weekend. I'm not free, so I finally have some time for myself."

"Okay, let's go together then."

After chatting, Zhimian went to take a shower. After coming out of the bathroom, she sat at her desk and turned on the computer. She wanted to deal with the comics, but found a reply from Huo Chuang Baiwei's email came in from the email.

She clicked on it and said in the email that she had received Zhimian's resume. The other party said she wanted to have more understanding of her and needed her to find time for an interview.

Huochuang Baiwei did not directly reject her, but instead expressed that she wanted her to go for an interview?!

This means that she has a little more hope in this company!

Zhimian looked at the email and happily raised the corners of his lips-

Zhimian and HuoChuang Baiwei set the time on Saturday afternoon, because they were off alone and went to work on Saturday. In the next few days, Zhimian seized time to prepare for the interview. On Saturday morning, she planned to finish the comic exhibition with Tong Ran first and then go to the interview.
To be continued...