Sang Yan was choked by Sang Zhi and his neck was slightly red. When he heard this, the corner of his mouth twitched, as if he was choked, and he coughed violently.

"Ah?" Chen Mingxu didn't react. He looked at Sang Yan's face again, his expression instantly became complicated, "Sang Zhi, you said this is your father?"

Sang Zhi was scared to death. She imagined a lot of scenes in her mind of being scolded by everyone after being exposed. To her, it was like the end of the world. Her confidence was not enough at all, and she did not dare to say anything anymore, so she just nodded.

Duan Jiaxu, who was standing aside, stared at Sang Zhi's expression, suddenly lowered his head and laughed.

The little girl's eyes were round and big, covered with a layer of wet tears. The circles around her eyes were red, and her cheeks were stained. She looked embarrassed and pitiful.

Her look made everything Chen Mingxu wanted to say stuck in his throat.

The man whom Sang Zhi calls "dad" is standing next to "Brother Sang Zhi". It is obvious that they are of the same age, and they are also wearing uniform volunteer uniforms.

But from what Sang Zhi said, he and Sang Zhi did look a bit similar.

Chen Mingxu thought secretly.

Although he didn't know the reason for her lie, Chen Mingxu couldn't bear to continue asking. He raised his hand and touched his bald head: "Let's take care of the wound first."

The school set up tents at two corners of the sports field, with Red Cross volunteers and school doctors sitting underneath to prevent any students from being accidentally injured.

Sang Yan managed to calm down and said expressionlessly: "Okay."

Then he carried Sang Zhi on his back and walked towards the tent.

Chen Mingxu pulled Duan Jiaxu behind and said a few words. Because his parents were there, he felt relieved, and then went elsewhere to observe the situation of other students.

The two brothers and sister walked in front in silence.

After dozens of seconds, Duan Jiaxu also followed.

Sang Zhi lay on Sang Yan's back, her heart kept beating, not going up or down. She couldn't help but look in the direction of Duan Jiaxu, her expression seemed to be asking for help.

The next second, Sang Yan spoke coolly: "What did you call me just now?"

Sang Zhi immediately looked away and did not dare to speak.

"I am your father?"

"..."

"Did you hit your leg or your brain?"

Sang Zhi didn't want to say a word because her whole body ached because of the fall. Just now she was forced to speak out and deal with the teacher's matter, and she relaxed a little. Now she had to accept Sang Yan's accusation again.

There was a lump in her throat, and overwhelming grievances swept over her.

"Why do you keep scolding me? You've been scolding me all day." At this moment, Sang Zhi felt that she had become the most pitiable person in the world. She pursed her lips hard, trying to hold back her tears, but she still couldn't.

"I want to tell dad...go away, I don't want you to carry me on your back..."

"..." Sang Yan shut up immediately.

After two seconds, he said again: "I have sprained my ankle. How can you walk without me carrying you?"

"I can walk by myself." Sang Zhi kicked her uninjured leg, trying to get down, "I want to walk by myself, I don't want you to carry me..."

Sang Yan turned around and said impatiently: "Can you be more obedient?"

"I don't want it!" Sang Zhi's tears were still falling and she stared at him, "Why should I be obedient? You keep scolding me. You've been scolding me all day long..."

Sang Yan's arrogance was mostly gone: "...Brother, I'm not joking with you."

This softening attitude is of no use.

As soon as Sang Zhi's emotions came up, she couldn't even think of anything to say and said, "You don't like me so much. Why didn't you ask my mother to abort me before she gave birth to me?"

"..."

Sang Yan frowned: "What did you say?"

His last voice rose and his volume was slightly higher, as if he strongly disagreed with her words.

This tone made Sang Zhi pause for a few seconds, as if she couldn't believe it. She looked at Sang Yan blankly, and after a few seconds she blinked and shed a bunch of big tears again: "What are you doing again?"

scold me……"

Sang Yan: "..."

It's still quite a distance from the tent.

Sang Zhi felt like she was about to shed all the tears in her life.

Duan Jiaxu listened to the conversation between the two and the cry that Sang Zhi had never heard before. He scratched the skin under his eyes and couldn't help shouting: "Hey, Sang Yan."

Sang Yan: "What are you doing?"

He walked forward and glanced at Sang Zhi: "I'll carry it."

Hearing this, Sang Zhi's crying subsided a little and she raised her head to look at Duan Jiaxu.

The meaning of this reaction was particularly obvious. Sang Yan turned his head slightly and asked with great respect: "You want him to carry it?"

Sang Zhi stopped crying completely and stared at Duan Jiaxu intently.

"..."

Although she did not give a positive response, this reaction, as if she was being carried on his back, was such an unbearable thing.

Sang Yan breathed out, endured the humiliation and said, "Okay."

After saying that, he put Sang Zhi down without saying a word.

After Sang Zhi stood firm, Duan Jiaxu knelt down and picked her up.

Sang Zhi lay on Duan Jiaxu's back and looked back at Sang Yan, wanting to say something, but because she was still angry, she quickly looked away.

Duan Jiaxu adjusted his posture, stared ahead, and asked casually: "Besides my feet, where else does it hurt?"

Sang Zhi sniffed and whispered, "My hand hurts."

"Any more?"

"A little bit on the knees too."

"Well, don't cry." Duan Jiaxu said, "Brother will give you some medicine later."

Sang Zhi nodded silently.

From this angle, Sang Zhi could only see his profile.

The hat that Duan Jiaxu had just put on her head was returned by her because of the competition. Now it appeared on his head again. The distance between the two was so close that she could still smell the faint smell of tobacco on him.

The sun shines from another direction.

Half of his face is exposed to the light, his hair is dyed with a little halo, and his lips are slightly pursed. The upper half of his face is in the shadow, his peach blossom eyes are slightly narrowed, and the bridge of his nose is straight.

His facial features are sharp and clear, and his emotions cannot be seen.

Soon, as if he noticed her gaze, Duan Jiaxu suddenly called her: "Child."

Sang Zhi immediately looked away and pretended that he had done nothing.

Before she could reply, Duan Jiaxu said again: "Take off my brother's hat."

"..."

Sang Zhi obediently obeyed: "What then?"

Duan Jiaxu's tone was casual: "Then put it on your head."

Sang Zhi was stunned.

Duan Jiaxu seemed to notice her daze, and turned around subconsciously. He looked at her silly expression, raised his eyebrows, and chuckled, "Don't you feel tanned?"

Arrive at the tent.

Duan Jiaxu put Sang Zhi on a chair.

Not many people were injured, most of them suffered from heat stroke.

Sang Yan called the school doctor over and asked her to help look at Sang Zhi's injuries.

The school doctor checked Sang Zhi's ankle, brought an ice pack and medicine, and said, "It's nothing, it's not serious. Apply ice and spray some medicine on it and it'll be fine. Don't exercise anymore these days."

Duan Jiaxu glanced at it: "Don't you need to go to the hospital?"

"It's okay, just a slight sprain." The school doctor said, "But just in case, you can go to the hospital to see if you have injured any muscles or bones."

Sang Yan: "Let's go and have a look."

Sang Zhi looked down at her slightly swollen ankle and said nothing.

Duan Jiaxu went to the side and got a bottle of normal saline and iodophor, and squatted in front of Sang Zhi: "Take care of other areas first, and then go to the hospital."

Sang Yan walked over: "I'll do it."

Only then did Sang Zhi speak up and said angrily: "No."

"..." Sang Yan stared at her and endured, "Okay, I'll get you a glass of water."

Seeing this, Duan Jiaxu looked at Sang Zhi, raised his eyebrows and smiled: "You can trust me so much?"

Sang Zhi's eyes were still red, and she lowered her head again, flattening her palms in front of him, and hesitated: "My brother is so impatient, it will hurt me a lot."
To be continued...