Ding Jinque thought Liu Huanjiao wasn''t badly hurt.

    As a result, he picked up the other party and found that the palm of Liu Huanjiao''s right hand had been scratched.

    The palm was rubbed with blood by the small stones on the ground.

    "You''re bleeding!"

    Liu Huanjiao took back her hand and gave a casual ''um''.

    If it weren''t for the trouble of washing clothes, she might rub her clothes.

    "Don''t you hurt?" Ding Jinque looked at Liu Huanjiao in surprise.

    "It hurts."

    Liu Huanjiao said faintly. Before Ding Jinque wondered, she said again, "I''m used to it."

    Ding Jinque tightened her lips and didn''t speak.

    They were silent for a while. Liu Huanjiao wanted to go first, but Ding Jinque stopped her and said, "I have a first-aid kit in my house. I''ll help you deal with your wound."

    "No, I have band aids at home."

    Liu Huanjiao wants to go again, but she is stopped by Ding Jinque.

    "How do you deal with the wound alone?"

    Liu Huanjiao looked up at Ding Jinque, "I used to be alone."

    Ding Jinque can''t count how many times she choked on Liu Huanjiao''s words. She can''t show weakness occasionally. Can''t she be so strong all the time?

    But when he thought of what he saw that day, he thought of Liu Huanjiao being beaten like that by her father.

    He thought again, if she shows weakness, who will she show weakness to?

    Even the closest people treat her like this. Who else can she trust?

    If she wasn''t strong, she might have collapsed.

    "I said to help you, and you promised me that you would come to me if you need help."

    Liu Huanjiao looked at Ding Jinque and said, "but this is something I can solve."

    Ding Jinque disagreed, but said with a very reasonable reason: "I knocked you down. I should be responsible anyway. I can''t just apologize, can I?"

    What trouble.

    It''s very troublesome.

    Shouldn''t a boy in white lie in bed, bah, sitting at his desk reading? Why do you have to take her to deal with the wound when you go out in the morning?

    Many words and many things.

    Liu Huanjiao, this should be the first time she met such a sticky man.

    Thinking so, Liu Huanjiao treated the wound in the living room of Ding Jinque''s house.

    Originally, Ding''s mother wanted to keep her for breakfast, but Liu Huanjiao ran and sweated, so she had to go back and change her clothes.

    When Liu Huanjiao simply wiped her body and changed her clothes, Ding Jinque came to the door again.

    Bring her breakfast.

    Ding Jin que wanted to get a bowl later, but Liu Huanjiao stopped her.

    "Ding Jinque."

    Ding Jinque looked down at Liu Huanjiao, who drank porridge. After waiting for a while, he didn''t wait for a later answer before asking, "what do you want to tell me?"

    "Yes."

    Liu Huanjiao took another sip of porridge and continued, "thank you."

    Ding Jinque didn''t understand, but he still said, "you have said thank you to me many times."

    "Knock."

    Liu Huanjiao put down her spoon and turned to look at Ding Jinque. "You sympathize with me, I understand, and I thank you for being so kind to me, but you... You can''t help me all my life..."

    Ding Jinque thought that he might understand what Liu Huanjiao was going to say.

    "If I get used to it, it will be difficult for me to ''live'' alone in the future."

    Speak more clearly.

    The person who has been good to her will be sad when that person leaves one day.

    Even hate each other.

    Like she hated her father.

    Liu Huanjiao looked at Ding Jinque who didn''t speak and smiled, "you understand, don''t you?"

    Ding Jinque replied, "yes."

    "If you really want to help me, don''t treat me as someone who needs protection in the future, just treat me..."

    Liu Huanjiao picked up the bowl again and said, "as an ordinary person."

    Then I had a mouthful of porridge.

    Well, it tastes good.