"You...are unreasonable. It's best to get out of Shengye quickly and don't hurt Ye anymore. You..."
"K!" Saink was so excited that he wanted to slap me twice. Before he could finish his angry roar, he was blocked back by Hitomi Goha's sharp voice.
Don't hurt Ye?? What do you mean, did I hurt Yan Yeyi? Why is it so confusing?
"What did you say?" Hitomi Geyu broke away, and I yelled back not to be outdone.
What did everyone hide from me? Where did Yan Yeyi go? Why didn’t they call me?
"Qing, she's injured."
Just when Sienke was about to yell at me again, Chu Xiaoxi, who was standing by, seemed to have tried her best to make her voice come out of her throat, interrupting our heated argument.
"Qing, what's wrong? Where are you injured?" Jinbao was the first to rush to my side and looked at my whole body in panic.
I stood there, not knowing what to do. My arms ached and my heart ached. Although this was not the first time I had been wronged, Sianke was my buddy. He had always respected me, even admired me and cared about me.
Today, I don’t know why he was so angry with me, and I don’t know what he meant. I feel aggrieved.
"Qing..." Hitomi Kaha came over and wanted to help me in.
"It's okay." I took a deep breath, took my schoolbag, ran into the living room, ran straight to the room and locked myself.
I sat softly behind the door panel, ignoring the pain, hugging my calf, tears of grievance rolling in my eyes.
"Qing, let me in"
"Um, Lan Qing... I'm sorry, you come out first."
"Sister Qing, don't be in too much pain, Axi will be sad."
"Qing, open the door"
"Dong dong dong..." Outside the door, everyone was concerned about me, but... I actually fell in love with this little awkwardness.
"Go down, I persuade her." Finally, it was Hitomi Kaha who called everyone open, and the door suddenly became quiet.
I knew that Hitomi Kaaba must be outside. I stood up and opened the door.
Holding back tears, I looked at Tong Geyu indifferently. If this person was Yan Yeyi, maybe I would kick him to calm down, but he is not the Yan Yeyi who let me vent.
"Rub this. If it still hurts, remember to call me." Hitomi Kaaba smiled calmly. He handed me an ointment, turned around and walked away.
As if you have no reason to care about me, you put yourself in a supporting role