--Lisa--
I took his hand and stood up. His hand was very warm and strong. He said, "I'm sorry." I didn't expect that he was the one who kicked the ball. I glanced at him and said, "Did you kick it?" He actually smiled and said, "Sit down first." He turned to Xiaohua and others and said, "You go kick first, I'll take a look at her." His voice was very flat, but Xiaohua and the others were stunned and laughed and made a scene.
Jungkook ignored them and looked very calm. But I felt a little flushed.
Finally, everyone else left, leaving only me and him. I sat down on the steps at the sidelines, and he stood beside me. My skirt only reached my knees, and when I sat down it went above my knees, so he could see the wound at a glance. It was bruised, with two cuts and a little blood. It hurt a little.
We were both silent for a while.
I said, "Why did you kick me?"
He looked into my eyes and said slowly, "Who said I did it on purpose?"
I was choked by this sentence and my heart skipped a beat. A thought rushed into my mind - damn, this guy is really good at flirting!
Of course, it's more likely that I'm just imagining things. I snorted and said, "You kicked him, so what do you think we should do?"
But he said, "I didn't say I don't care. Wait here." Seeing him turn around and leave, I asked curiously, "Where are you going? It's so sunny here, why should I wait? I have to go back."
Their clothes were still thrown on the steps. Jungkook took out a black hat from under a dark grey T-shirt. The brim of the hat was frayed, but it looked soft and clean. Then he looked at me, and I looked at him, and inexplicably, strange and subtle emotions surged in my heart.
My eyes went dark, and he put the hat on my head. Through the cloth, I could even feel the strength of his palm, the hand of this strange man, just one press and it was gone.
"Wear it when you want to dry it in the sun," he said, and then he left.
I didn't expect him to do this. This was the first time I wore a strange man's hat. It was a little big, but it was okay. That thought came to my mind again - he really is good at attracting girls. Or is he born that way? He is just an unusual man?
But my head suddenly became extremely sensitive, and the skin that touched the brim of the hat became slightly numb. It felt as if what was on your head was not a hat, but a person's hand, gently pressing you.
I didn't take my hat off. I didn't want to. Somehow I just didn't want to.
About ten minutes later, Jungkook came back with a plastic bag in his hand, which contained a bottle of water and medicine. He actually went to a nearby pharmacy and was so careful and patient.
He looked at me again, and I suddenly felt uncomfortable and looked away. Then a bottle of water was handed to me. I hesitated for a moment, took it, drank a sip, and said, "Thank you."
His deep voice sounded beside him: "Rinse the mud and sand off your legs."
"Oh..." I suddenly felt a little embarrassed, so I stretched out my legs and flushed. He stood in front of me, staring at me. Then I suddenly felt that the sunlight became more dazzling, even with the hat blocking it.
Then Jungkook sat down next to me—even when sitting, he was taller than me—just half a person's distance away. He put the medicine bag in his hand on the steps, took out a cotton swab, dipped it in iodine, and handed it to me. I also naturally took it and applied it. It was a little stinging, and I made a "hiss" sound.
He watched from the side without saying anything. I could feel his eyes fixed on my calves. I didn't look away.
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