little classmate

Chapter 8

Shen Subei was probably still angry, he didn't have any expression on his face, he paused after hearing the words, and didn't look down at him, but asked in a cold voice: "How are you responsible?"

He Xi felt that Shen Subei was tightening his arms around his legs, he raised his head and glanced at Shen Subei, but didn't see any changes on his face, thinking that Shen Subei didn't understand, and said: " You have to stay by my side until I recover from my injury."

Shen Subei finally looked at him this time, glanced at him with lowered eyes, and then said "um" indifferently.

Then, Shen Subei originally wanted to take He Xi to the hospital for treatment, but He Xi found it troublesome—in fact, he was mainly afraid that Shen Subei would throw him in the hospital and then run away by himself, so he directly asked Shen Subei to take him to the hospital by taxi. He went home, and before he was done, he asked Shen Subei to find purple medicine to wipe his wounds.

It was past two o'clock in the afternoon when they arrived at He Xi's house.

When Shen Subei wiped his knees for him, He Xi was full of thoughts about how to hold Shen Subei down tomorrow, and not let Shen Subei go to the coffee shop to date Ding Xiang. He was staring at Shen Subei as he thought Look back and forth.

The two of them were sitting on the sofa at that time, and Shen Subei was wiping his knees. He was wearing loose sweatpants today, and he could easily roll up the trousers above his knees, exposing his bloody knees.

He Xi's whole body was white, from his little toes to his knees were as warm and white as white jade, so the wound looked more ferocious. Shen Subei stared at the wound for a while, and his movements became more gentle.

But no matter how gentle his movements were, He Xi kept screaming in pain. It hurts to touch it with a cotton swab, it hurts to wipe it with purple syrup, and it hurts even to blow on it.

Sweat broke out from Shen Subei's back after being shouted at by him, his brows were tightly frowned, he didn't dare to do anything while holding the cotton swab, and he became more and more convinced that He Xi was a porcelain doll, it was just a wound, it was simply It takes more energy than fighting.

After finishing painting his legs, He Xi still refused to let Shen Su go north. He quickly took off his shirt, climbed onto the sofa, and patted his back with the back of his hand, making a "pop" sound: "And here, it's all hurt for you, you have to deal with it for me."

After taking pictures for a long time, he found that Shen Subei hadn't moved. He twisted his neck and saw Shen Subei sitting on the edge of the sofa, staring at him with deep eyes.

He Xi missed a beat in his heart, thinking that Shen Subei must be impatient, right?Or is he pretending to be hurt too obviously?

"If you don't want to wipe it off—" He Xi just wanted to get up, when Shen Subei lowered his eyes and picked up the purple potion on the side.

"Lie down," he said.

He Xi breathed a sigh of relief, lay down flatteredly, counting the time secretly - now it's almost three o'clock in the afternoon, rub your back, talk for a while, have dinner in the evening, and leave Shen Subei at home tonight Hold on, try to cling to Shen Subei for another day tomorrow, he doesn't believe that Shen Subei still has time to drink coffee with Ding Xiang!

This plan is simply perfect!

He Ximei was so beautiful that he didn't even hurt from the injury on his leg, and even secretly thanked him for the injury. If it wasn't for his fall, would Shen Subei have kept him locked up for a whole day?

"What are you laughing at?" Suddenly, his back felt hot, Shen Subei was rubbing his back with safflower oil on his hands, and asked him while rubbing.

For some reason, He Xi felt that Shen Subei's voice was a bit tight, and the hands rubbing his back were also extremely hot.

"I'm not laughing at anything." He Xi coughed lowly, suppressing the thoughts in his stomach, with no expression on his face, and a burst of laughter in his heart——Small, if I'm here, you don't even want to see Ding Xiang!

Then he felt that his back was getting hot from rubbing.

Shen Subei's two hands are very strong, and he didn't feel tired after playing basketball for so long. At first, Shen Subei just rubbed the bruise on his back. Although it hurt a little, it was still quite comfortable, but after rubbing again , Shen Subei began to rub to the side, his hot fingers slid across He Xi's waist, and He Xi dodged straight away.

"Itch." He Xi yelled while hiding.

"Don't hide." Shen Subei's voice was a little hoarse: "You have to rub the blood away, otherwise it will hurt tomorrow, and you won't be able to bend down."

He Xi could only bear it when he heard the words, but he was ticklish and kept giggling when he was rubbed.

While laughing, he seemed to remember something, and asked Shen Subei: "You, that injury on your back...haha, is it better?"

Shen Subei paused for wiping his back hand, hooked the corners of his mouth slightly upwards, and quickly pressed down again. He didn't answer, but continued to rub He Xi's waist, but he didn't deliberately rub He Xi's waist, just rubbed his bruised part .

He Xi couldn't help laughing just now, but now he is obediently lying on the sofa.

He was exhausted from the day, and finally he was able to lie down and rest, and he felt sleepy all of a sudden.

Half asleep and half awake, he heard Shen Subei ask: "Are you afraid that the injury on my back will burst, so you put it under me?"

He Xi snorted, otherwise?

Shen Subei's hand rubbing his back stayed for a few seconds, then retracted.

With his back empty, He Xi was startled, and grabbed Shen Subei's wrist with his backhand: "Do you want to go?"

He Xi remembered Shen Subei's way of leaving as soon as he said it yesterday, and he was afraid that Shen Subei would turn his face away at this time and leave.

As soon as he grabbed it, he saw Shen Subei staring at him with downcast eyes.

Here it is again, the kind of eyes that want to eat people.

He Xi was a little timid, and thought to himself, did he provoke Shen Subei again?

This weird atmosphere lasted for a few seconds, just when He Xi's neck was sore, Shen Subei said: "It's too late, I'm going home."

He Xi subconsciously kept him, but on second thought, Shen Subei also had a family, and his parents would be worried.

"Then will you come tomorrow?" He Xi looked at Shen Subei pitifully, for fear that Shen Subei would say "no".

The little classmate wrinkled his face, even under his eyes there was a little grievance.

Shen Subei originally wanted to tease him, but he was really reluctant, so he nodded and said "come".

"What time are you coming?" He Xi asked again.

"noon?"

"Morning." He Xi bargained.

"it is good."

"Then you go back, I'll see you off." He Xi immediately became happy, jumped up and down, sent Shen Subei to the door, and kept waving to him.

Shen Subei resisted all the way and didn't look back. When he reached the stairs, he turned his head and saw a white and tender little classmate standing there waving his hands.

The distance from He Xi’s home to Shen Subei’s home is not that close. He Xi’s family lives in the old town, a broken tube building, and Shen Subei’s home lives in a high-end double-storey villa area in the city center. It costs more than 100 yuan to take a taxi. The taxi still can't enter the villa area, and the guards won't let them in. From the entrance of the villa area to the house, Shen Subei walked back by himself.

At that time, it was past four o'clock in the afternoon. The villa area was very large, and the greenery was done well. There were sycamores planted on both sides of the trees. At four o'clock, the sun in the sky was not so glaring. The leaves are falling, Shen Subei usually only thinks that this road is long and boring, but walking today...

Probably thinking of He Xi, Shen Subei felt his hands itch for a while, couldn't hold back the smile on his face, and even pinched his fingers together and rubbed them hard.

He looks good at everything now, even this road is much more pleasing to the eye.

Shen Subbei walked for about ten minutes and arrived at the door of his house.

The villas in the villa area are all separated from each other, with strong privacy and a large space. Shen Subei rummaged through his pockets, remembering that he didn't bring the key, so he just opened the window and went in.

Anyway, there is no one else in his house except the nanny who cleans, and no one will say how he got in.

Unexpectedly, when Shen Subei jumped in from the kitchen window, he heard a fierce quarrel coming from the living room.

"What do you want to bring this bastard back with? Shen Heng, you clearly promised me that you would never let him return to the Shen family!"

Shen Heng.

Shen Subei's forward steps paused, and then he walked forward as if nothing had happened.

"Why did I bring him back? If you ask me, why not ask your precious son! Look at what you gave birth to, can your son pass on to me? Even throwing him into a rehabilitation center can't cure him. I want What's the use of coming! If you say it, it will embarrass me!"

"Shen Heng!" The female voice suddenly became sharp: "What nonsense are you talking about, that is your own son, your own son!"

Shen Subei stepped out of the kitchen and entered the living room with the sound of quarreling.

There was a commotion in the living room, the floor was covered with fragments of porcelain cups, and there were some water stains on the table, which were "tick-tick" falling to the ground along the table. Because of Shen Subei's appearance, the opposing sides in the living room instantly became quiet. Looking at Shen Subei in surprise and panic.

With the table as the boundary, there are three people standing on both sides, and on the other side is a beautiful woman in a light blue elegant cheongsam.

"Subei..." The beautiful woman looked at Shen Subei anxiously.

On the other side is a middle-aged man in a suit and leather shoes with an awkward expression, and a...

Shen Subei took a serious look at him.

The other party was about the same age as him, but he looked very different from him. Although he looked strong and strong, he looked particularly timid. Wherever he stood, he was hunched, and he was wearing clothes that were obviously one size smaller. Sportswear, long and messy hair, head hanging very low, only a dark chin and tightly biting lips can be seen.

Shen Subei recognized it, the sportswear he was wearing was bought by Shen Subei last year, and was thrown away at his hometown, probably Shen Heng asked the nanny to find it for him.

Shen Subei twitched the corners of his mouth, first nodded at the beautiful woman, said "hmm", then looked back at the stranger, raised his eyebrows and called out: "Cousin?"

This sound made the other party tremble, and Shen Subei saw his rough hands with mud stuffed between the nails clutching the corners of his clothes uneasily, and he didn't even dare to lift his head.

"Subei!" The one who spoke first was Shen Heng, Shen Subei's nominal father. Although the other party spoke harshly, he seemed a little guilty when he met Shen Subei's half-smiling eyes: "This is your brother Shen Yaodong." , what cousin!"

"My brother?" Shen Subei raised his head, the young man's back was straight, and there was a smile on the corner of his mouth, but the light in his eyes was extremely cold and sharp: "This is my aunt's child, how could it be me What about the younger brother? This one is not called the younger brother, it should be called Luan Lun."