Comprehensive Dimensional Double Repair

Nanako was holding a broom, sweeping the dust in front of Xicuizhuang. Although it was already very clean, she would still clean it. Seeing Makoto Ito's staggering figure, she quickly walked forward and reached out to support her. The boy said, "What's wrong with your foot, all hurt? And where did you go last night? How could it become like this?"

"It's okay, it's just a little hurt, it's not a hindrance."

Ito Makoto shook his head, Nanako was a little worried, so she held Makoto Ito's hand and helped him into the house.

The morning sun was very bright. Sitting in front of the window, Makoto Ito yawned, while Nako stood aside, "Your leg injury seems to be serious. Let me see it for you."

After speaking, she hesitated a little, but she reached out and lifted Makoto Ito’s pants. The young man’s seemingly thin body, his legs were covered with black and red, and looked abnormally painful. After suffering such a serious injury, I still said it was all right..."

Nanako bulged her mouth, took some medicinal wine, and gently applied it, "Why are you so good to me?"

Makoto Ito lowered her head and looked at this lovely girl, her eyes were a little gentle, as if she was originally such an understanding girl, but a little shy and restrained.

"I can't watch you being so badly hurt and indifferent?"

The girl shook her head. She didn't know why, even she didn't know why, maybe it was because Makoto Ito looked like a very cute and friendly boy. In this small room, she wiped Makoto Ito little by little. The young man closed his eyes, enjoying the pleasant sunshine, "So painful, why are you not sad?"

Nanako said while applying the wound.

"It doesn't matter what kind of pain is, as long as you are still alive, there is hope. What's this little injury?"

The young man shook his head, the pain endured and passed away. This world itself is a kind of parting world. Many times some people will leave because of accidents, and even if they don’t know it, they will die. Who can know? They are suffering, and those who survive should naturally maintain an optimistic attitude.

"How come you suddenly said this kind of reasoning."

Nanako lowered her head, her face was reddish, and her hands trembled a little, because the wound had been along the thigh, basically on the thigh and knee, there was a long blood mark.

"How did you get hurt? Why is it so serious? I really admire you for getting home."

Nanako asked with a wry smile.

"It's just like falling off the mountain."

Makoto Ito smiled wryly.

"What you said is really easy."

Nanako took a deep breath and continued to apply the wound. She really admired Makoto Ito's perseverance, and she was so optimistic that she had been hurt so badly.

Time passed slowly, and when it came back to my senses, three hours had passed, and Makoto Ito was already resting his chin on the table and fell asleep.

The wound has almost healed, Naoko wiped off the sweat slightly, staring at the sleeping teenager secretly, and the unspeakable feeling in her heart was very, very curious.

She subconsciously put the quilt on Makoto Ito to prevent him from catching a cold, but her people got up and got ready to go to work.

"Nanako, thank you."

When she was about to leave, the young man's voice suddenly sounded.

"I thought you were asleep."

The girl shook her head, her innocent face made people want to hug her and give her a hard kiss.

"How could I be able to sleep with such a gentle girl, I guess I can't forget it."

"You...you...what are you talking about...really...I'm leaving. Take care of yourself."

She flushed anxiously, she was always so unbearable for others to praise her.

She was gone, Makoto Ito lay on the table alone, this time she really wanted to sleep.

About an hour later, there was a knock on the door, and Makoto Ito was awakened, and she could only walk over to open the door, or the familiar girl, who stood there quietly, "What's wrong with me?"

"Can't I find you if I'm fine?"

With a low voice, Nanako took out the bento made in the morning from his pocket and handed it to him.

"It smells so good, I already feel this delicious."

After Makoto Ito took the bento, he opened it, and the aroma of the meal filled with it.

Nanako stood aside and didn’t speak. She just watched Makoto Ito eat the food. Maybe this was indeed a dream. She didn’t know when she would wake up. She just watched the young man eating what she did. food.

After a long time, Makoto Ito raised his head, the food has been eaten, "It's delicious, thank you."

"No...you're welcome."

Nanako's face turned red, but she turned around, "Hey, don't you like me? I think you have blushed many times."

"shameless."

She glared at Ito Makoto, then looked at the time. It was almost 8 o'clock in the morning, but she wanted to leave in a hurry.

The young man took her hand, the girl stopped, turned around, and looked at Makoto Ito quietly, "What's wrong with you?"

"Will you stay with me for a while? My body hasn't recovered yet. Are you willing to leave me alone?"

"How can this...I...I still have to go to school."

Nanako's complexion was reddish, and it was a bit difficult.

"So Nanako is still a student, you are in the third year of high school?"

Makoto Ito smiled slightly and continued to ask that he likes students the most, especially female students in high school.

"Well... I can't be late."

She sighed, but couldn't rest assured, after all, Makoto Ito really looked like he was injured and sick now.

"Then you go, I'm fine, in fact, I mainly want to walk around and want you to support me."

The young man yawned and looked at the outside world.

"Then... well, it doesn't matter if you are late."

Nako nodded and hurriedly found a wheelchair, and Makoto Ito sat on it.

She followed behind her like this, silently pushing the wheelchair of the young man, and the two of them left the gate of Xicuizhuang. The countryside in the morning is always much better than other times, because it always looks like that. No dispute.

"Cheng, where are you going?"

"Go for a walk by the river."

Makoto Ito looked straight ahead, still smiling, with a little wise in his amber eyes.

The wheelchair was slowly pushed, and Nanako followed him all the time, as if protecting Makoto Ito at all times, and finally came to the river. The clear river surface was exceptionally clean, without any pollution, clear and transparent. On the surface of the water, at a glance, you can see small fishes swimming under the water.

"Does Cheng really like it here?"