Hearing what Jiang Pengze said, Wen Xili couldn't help but hit harder.

"Wen Xili, do you have any grudge against my face?"

Wen Xili saw a look of dissatisfaction on Jiang Pengze's face. He placed the used cotton swab on the ground, found a band-aid from the box and handed it to Jiang Pengze:

"No, I just think you are a bit hateful!"

Wen Xili said this and went to see Jiang Pengze's reaction, but he looked indifferent. Wen Xili didn't look at it. He reached out and touched a mirror in the box, and shook it on Jiang Pengze's face.

shake:

"Hurry up and put a band-aid on it! I'm going back!"

Jiang Peng watched Wen Xili shaking the mirror, and there seemed to be some indifference in his eyes. Seeing this, Jiang Peng only turned his eyes to look at himself in the mirror. The circle drawn on his face looked very ugly.

, Jiang Peng squinted his eyes, finally picked up the band-aid, peeled off the skin, and pressed it on his face.

He smiled with Wenxi Li:

"Good night!"

Wen Xili and Jiang Peng waved their hands, picked up the cotton swabs on the ground, threw them away in the trash can outside, and hurried upstairs with the medical kit in hand.

When he first entered the door, Wen Xili heard his mother ask him:

"Xi Li! What were you doing out there?"

At this moment, Wen Xili suddenly felt like being caught, but then he quickly put this feeling down:

"Mom, a friend of mine was injured today, so I brought some medicine to him!"

Mother took a cup from the table, poured a cup of hot water, thought for a while, and then swallowed a sip of water into her stomach before she smiled:

"Well! Is your friend okay? Why don't you bring her up?"

When Wen Xili heard her mother asking herself this question, her mind was a little confused:

"Well! He was anxious to get home! So he left!"

"As long as everything is okay, you just turned on the fire, and the pot was shouting anxiously for you to turn off the fire. Only then did I realize that you kid was not at home!

Come over and eat quickly!”

Wen Xili returned the medical kit to its original place, sat down at the runway table, filled a bowl of soup, drank a gulp, and ate a pancake. Soon Wen Xili was full. After clearing the table, Wen Xili

Xi Li went to his mother's room, but found that his mother had no time to talk to him.

So Wen Xili took a bath knowingly and went back to his room. He turned on the desk lamp and just wrote a few words on the paper when Wen Xili had other ideas.

It's been a while since high school started, but I didn't expect that many things were very different from what I expected.

I don't know whether the needle tip of the compass taken out of the pencil case was not tied properly, or the screws of the compass were a little loose. Wen Xili only saw a mess on a piece of white paper, and the lines seemed to want to fly out of the paper.

.

Wen Xili put the pen in his hand on the table, and the light of the desk lamp fell on the white paper without writing. Wen Xili only felt it was dazzling.

Meeting Jiang Pengze seemed to be an extremely unlucky thing, but later, it was still even more unlucky, but some of the feelings also emerged spontaneously, like a plant suddenly growing out of the wall that was originally covered.

The arrival of weeds makes people feel very abrupt, but it also seems to be a bit of a strange surprise.

Wen Xili picked up the pen on the desktop again and clicked on the exercise book. However, what he clicked on the exercise book was just the pen barrel, so it did not have any impact on the paper. The original handwriting was intact.

Arrange them completely on the paper without any impact.

Wen Xili suddenly asked himself a bold question:

Do you like Jiang Pengze?

But when he asked this question in his heart, Wen Xili was suddenly stunned, feeling that it was a bit impossible, but what kind of ghost was that extra thing in his heart?

However, if we boldly assume that Wen Xili thinks this way and affirms the question raised in his mind, he likes such a ghost.

It is not in line with the common sense of the laws of love given in several TV series that Wen Xili has followed. Such feelings, fear and terror, and the frequent desire to beat Jiang Pengze to death...

Wen Xili felt confused about all this, but had nowhere to say it. Should he talk to his mother?

That made her mother know that she didn't study all day long. Thinking about this and being scolded, Wen Xili was still a little frightened.

No one should want to find someone to deliberately scold them.

Wen Xili held his chin with the hand holding the pen, and began to think about another situation. If it was negative, could it be because he would not refuse? The reason why he wanted to reciprocate when he was given something.

Is the reason hidden at the bottom just because some words that are difficult to say out of my heart arouse the sense of responsibility for others...

Wen Xili remembered that Jiang Pengze often appeared in front of him. He estimated that Jiang Pengze, who was always by his side, was a kind of companionship, although Wenxi Li didn't need it.

But Jiang Pengze started running around like this, and Wen Xili couldn't help but start to doubt this. Is his sudden feeling for Jiang Pengze pity or more unknown and unknown emotions?

After all, Jiang Pengze is really pitiful, and his attitude towards Jiang Pengze is really abominable compared to his attitude towards other people.

Wen Xili felt that he should bear some responsibility for this. After all,

Taking responsibility is a virtue, but...

"Dong dong dong, dong dong dong, dong dong dong..."

There was a knock on the door, and all the threads that Wenxi Li rolled on the floor disappeared, and only the mother's somewhat angry voice was heard:

"Wen Xili! What are you doing in there? I called you and you didn't answer for a long time!"

Wen Xili wanted to stand up, but his legs that were numb from sitting quickly pulled Wen Xili down. Wen Xili hurriedly covered his hands and asked his mother outside the door:

"Mom! What's wrong?"

"Have you taken a shower?"

Wen Xili was in a daze as the gradually confusing emotions disrupted his life:

"It should be washed!"

But Wen Xili soon realized that no matter whether he washed himself or not, he should immediately clear his mind.

"Mom, Mom, I'm going to wash it right away!"

Wen Xili held back the numbness in his legs and quickly went to take a bath.

Seeing Wen Xili crawling and rolling, the mother remembered that when she called Wen Xili before, but there was no sound, she couldn't help but support Wen Xili and reached out to touch Wen Xili's forehead:

"I don't have a fever either! Xi Li, what's wrong with you?"

Wenxi Li shook his head:

"No, it's okay. I might have gotten a little carried away while doing my homework!"

Mother looked at Wen Xili and couldn't help showing her distress. When the hand on Wen Xili's forehead moved to the back of Wen Xili's head:

"Don't study today, study tomorrow!
Chapter completed!