Probably there were a lot of people getting the medicine, and Su Yi came back with a box of ointment after a while.

"Thank you." Qin Zhen reached out subconsciously to pick it up, but Su Yi ignored her, opened the box, glanced at the manual, and unscrewed the ointment lid.

He grabbed Qin Zhen's hand to be retracted and sat on the bench next to her. He squeezed some ointment to the place where she was burnt, and then spread it evenly with his fingertips. His expression was so focused that Qin Zhen had an illusion. It seemed that what he held in his hands was extremely valuable.

Qin Zhen looked at him dully, and the memories flew back to the past.

Since elementary school, Qin Zhen had been awarded the "Merit Student" in school every year, but in fact, her sports had not only never developed with her morals, wisdom, beauty, and labor, but also hindered every time .

In high school, a sports meeting was held every year. Once there were not enough people to enroll, Qin Zhen was also pulled up by the class tutor to make up a number, and this was 1500-meter running that everybody avoided.

The final result can of course be imagined. Within two rounds, she was already panting. She even tripped her left foot and fell to the ground fiercely, breaking her knees and exuding blood.

The teacher and her classmates were scared. She also gave up the game and was escorted to the infirmary.

The person who sent her there was naturally Su Yi. She was also abandoned by him all the way.

"I have never seen a stupid person like you. You can trip over yourself while running."

However, when he looked at her, he had a great pity for her.

The doctor in the school cleaned Qin Zhen's wounds, and Qin Zhen sobbed in pain. Su Yi had a bad temper. When she saw a small face wrinkled in a ball, Qin Zhen seized the red potion in the hand of the school doctor and said impatiently, "Let me do it."

The school doctor naturally heard of Su Yi's name, and knew that he was a bully in the school. He didn't want to provoke him, whatever. There was no need for skills to apply medicine.

Su Yi dipped a little potion with a cotton swab and gently applied to Qin Zhen's wound. However, Qin Zhen was still in pain because of the stimulus of the potion.

"You endure for a while, almost done." Su Yi told her, and then smeared her intently.

Su Yi at that time and Su Yi in front of her now gradually overlapped. Although they have the same face, many things were different.

"Okay." Su Yi ended the movement in his hand. As soon as he looked up, she saw Qin Zhen staring at himself, but then found that she seemed to wander in outer space.

He lowered his eyelids, emptied all emotions, and when he looked at her again, he had returned to his usual poker face.

"Let's go." He said, before Qin Zhen reacted, he put the ointment in her hand, stood up, and walked outside.

Qin Zhen came back to God, squeezed the ointment in her hand, and quickly caught up.

"Ah, Su Yi, wait." She shouted later.

After hearing her shout, Su Yi stopped, but did not turn around.

Qin Zhen speeded up and ran, and was a little breathless when she got to his side. She hurriedly pulled out a handkerchief from her bag, pulled up Su Yi's right hand, wiped his fingers that had been stained with ointment one by one, and then looked at him as if she had done a great job, said happily, "Okay."

Qin Zhen's eyes were not large, and they were not good-looking, but when she smiled, her eyes were always curved, especially cute, so that the mood of those who looked at her became happy for no reason.

Su Yi was stunned, but quickly recovered himself. He said clearly that he should hate her, but once he faced her, he could not control his emotions.

"Your handkerchief ..." In order not to let him be affected by her again, Su Yi shifted his eyes to Qin Zhen's handkerchief, but at the moment when he could see clearly, the corners of his mouth shook uncontrollably.

Qin Zhen saw his expression and glanced at her handkerchief. She smiled and hid the handkerchief behind him.

"That ... this ... even an adult has the right to like robot cats ..." Qin Zhen argued weakly for herself.

"Um." Su Yi nodded, but the snicker in his eyes couldn't hide it.

"Give me the handkerchief," he said.

"Ah?" Qin Zhen didn't know what he wanted to do.

"Give it to me." He spread his palms, his expression a little displeased.

Qin Zhen obediently put the handkerchief into his palm. Su Yi bent his fingers together in an instant and put the handkerchief into his pants pocket.

"Why do you want my handkerchief?" Qin Zhen couldn't understand his behavior.

"It was dirty, I will return it to you after I wash it." Su Yi said coldly, without giving Qin Zhen a chance to refuse, leaving her behind again.