Friendship (1)
“They aren’t fighting anymore, is there still something to do with the Winter Church?”
Duan Wenzheng’s voice was always casual, but it was not difficult to hear a slight alienation.
Wen Yan’s gaze paused, then he raised his eyes and slowly landed on Duan Wenzheng.
One of the two looked indifferent and the other even had a smile on their faces, but the people standing beside them smelled a strong smell of gunpowder at the same time… Everyone looked at this for a while and looked at that for a while, so embarrassed that they didn’t know what to look for An excuse to leave this seemingly unsafe place.
Wen Yan’s gaze passed Duan Wenzheng and landed on the person behind him. He frowned slightly, and said for some reason——
“Something happened.”
As soon as Xue Lan heard this, he poked his head out to ask what was wrong, but just as he poked his head out, he was pushed back by the person standing in front of him.
“Since it’s all right, let’s go first.”
“……”
Duan Wenzheng’s ability to tell nonsense with his eyes open stunned everyone including Wen Yan. Before everyone recovered, Duan Wenzheng had already pulled the people behind him and left the training room quickly.
Xue Lan hugged the keyboard bag and was carried out of the training room by Duan Wenzheng in a daze.
His eyes flicked back and forth between Duan Wenzheng and Wen Yan behind him. Although he did not expect that the game would be won so smoothly, he knew that although Duan Wenzheng had been affirmed by Wen Yan after his brilliant performance in the youth training camp, The initial way of getting along between the two is indeed not the “love and kill” of strangers.
He was amazed at the moment when the two of them were at war, and then suddenly came back to his senses, firmly believing that the two of them must be on a romantic relationship!
Wen Yan, who has always restrained his emotions, did not catch up, but his calm face seemed to be cut open.
Duan Wenzheng walked fast, Xue Lan’s eyes turned around them again, and his judgment was further strengthened!
In the early stage, Duan Wenzheng made Wen Yan lose his indifference of not caring about everything through constant provocation and molestation, and then started a shameless life after falling in love and killing people before others.
Xue Lan staggered behind Duan Wenzheng. After the two of them walked around the corner, they could no longer see the group of people in the training room holding the door, so Duan Wenzheng let go of his hands.
Xue Lan breathed a sigh of relief, and was even more sure that Duan Wenzheng’s actions just now were for Wen Yan to see.
So Duan Wenzheng walked in front without looking back, Xue Lan saw him passing the corner very close to his room, so he said goodbye to Duan Wenzheng casually: “I’m going back to my room first…”
“Wait a moment.”
Duan Wenzheng brought a deep voice to make Xue Lan stop in a hurry, remembering that he is in a bad mood now, and I haven’t comforted him yet. He clearly said before that he can tell himself anything in the future, Xue Lan Thinking of this, he looked at the person standing in front of him with even more nervousness and concern.
“Are you unhappy?”
Duan Wenzheng’s expression turned pale when he heard the words, he raised his eyebrows, and asked casually, “Why do you say that?”
Xue Lan scratched her head, but said nothing.
Duan Wenzheng didn’t ask any further questions, he looked down at the injured Xue Lan’s wrist, and raised his hand to hold his wrist.
Xue Lan subconsciously wanted to hide her hands behind her back, but Duan Wenzheng seemed to have sensed his intentions early in the morning, and simply stopped him.
“Don’t……”
Duan Wenzheng’s originally tense face turned pale, and he raised his lips and said, “I haven’t done anything yet, what are you afraid of?”
After he finished speaking, he took Xue Lan’s hand to check it, and at the same time took out the ointment from Xue Lan’s pocket, squeezed a little on his fingertips, and gently pushed it away on his wrist.
Just a moment ago, he was struggling to think about how to comfort this person who seemed to be in a bad mood, but at this moment he felt… Was it just his own illusion?
After all, this is just a small game, how could someone like Duan Wenzheng, who doesn’t care about winning or losing, get angry because of these trivial things.
Just as he was dazedly about to dismiss this absurd idea, Duan Wenzheng’s hands moved a little harder, and Xue Lan, who was wandering in space, suddenly took a deep breath.
Xue Lan raised his eyes and stared at the person in front of him.
In fact, Duan Wenzheng’s movements were not that heavy, but Xue Lan didn’t know why he suddenly took his anger on himself when he was fine just now.
“What did you think when you rushed in the game just now, and now you know it hurts?”
“…” If Xue Lan still had the slightest bit of grievance just now, the last trace of arrogance has been dispelled by now. He looked at Duan Wenzheng helplessly, and hesitantly said: “Neither…I…”
But he hesitated for a long while, and didn’t even think of a lame reason. In the end, he could only smile slyly, hoping that Duan Wenzheng’s unhappiness would pass quickly, and he would forget about this trivial matter as soon as possible.
Fortunately, Duan Wenzheng only said one sentence and didn’t say anything else. He lowered his head and spread the ointment with a faint medicinal fragrance.
Duan Wenzheng’s movements regained his ease, and his warm fingertips slid across the skin of his wrist, and the slightly itchy feeling penetrated from the fingertips on his wrist to the bottom of his heart.
In this moment of tranquility, Xue Lan was absent-minded for a moment, he raised his eyes and carefully looked at the person in front of him.
Duan Wenzheng focused on the movements in his hands, his drooping and slender eyelashes cast a gentle shadow.
His expression was extremely serious, and he didn’t smile or speak as if he was completing a very serious matter, which gave Xue Lan an illusion of tranquility…
