Quick Transmigration: Rescuing the Blackened Male Lead

While running, An Ziyu accidentally fell, rubbed off a layer of skin and bled a little.

Even though he was less of a crier now than he was when he was a kid, he still had a little residue, and that kind of spicy pain made him cry.

With a small mouth, An Zizhuang stared at the wound, an indescribable grievance surged to his mind.

He thought that when he accidentally fell before, the fall would pull him up and then blow gently and say, "The pain is gone. ”

The more tears flowed in his eyes, a large shadow fell in front of him. An Ziyu raised his head joyfully, but when he saw the visitor, the expectation was like a pot of cold water poured down.

The gym teacher bent over and lifted him up, "The teacher sent you to the infirmary, don't cry, Ann be a man. ”

The last three words seemed to touch a nerve, and Yasuko sucked on her nose, wiped away tears and whispered a milky voice, "Okay. ”

There are a lot of female and male students gathered around.

Fearing for him, the schoolgirls came around asking questions from their teachers, and several of them wanted to accompany them.

The boys didn't look particularly friendly, and laughed quietly behind them, saying the words “little prince” and "petite”.

An Ziyu has heard a lot of such words, he knows what a little prince means. In his eyes, the fall is as beautiful as a princess, the princess is always with the prince, so he even has a little bit of a cheer for this kind of name. But now, for some reason, he feels uncomfortable.

Why? Yasuko doesn't even know.

Nurse sister in the infirmary was very gentle. When the teacher asked if he wanted to inform the parents, An Ziyu refused. He looked at the wound that had been wrapped and shook his head.

Yan Ziyu's impression in the teacher's heart was like a fragile ceramic doll, he was usually very quiet, even if he was just sitting there like a little prince, so after hearing this answer, he felt compelled to make a little difference to him.

After finishing the last lesson, Shen Mubai went to Anziyu's class to pick him up.

When he saw the other person's wrapped knee, he couldn't help but look slightly and walk over to ask, “Ziyi, how did you get hurt? ”

An Zizhu whispered, revealing a little dependence and grievance in his tone, "Falling, I accidentally fell in gym class, it hurts. ”

Shen Wood touched his head with height and skill, "Is it still hurting? ”

An Ziyu nodded with hesitation, looking at the anxiety and concern in the girl's eyes.

Shen Kibai thought about it. Short lower body turned back, “I carry you. ”

Yasuko was stunned.

Shum Kibai thought he was embarrassed, "Didn't you say it still hurts? I carry you back. ”

Yan Ziyu looked at her back, her fingers dropped on one side slightly curled, finally unable to resist her inner desire to be close to the other, overturned her body, held her neck with her hands, whispered, "Heavy? ”

Both of them were about the same age. Though they were a little taller, they still had some snacks on their backs, but they said on their mouths, "It's not heavy. Don't you usually eat well? Why are you so light? ”

When she heard her words, An Ziyu sighed in relief and chuckled. “It's the fallen who didn't eat well. Every time I ran into my room to eat snacks. ”