First Love is a Sandwich Candy (MTL)

133. Does it hurt?

There is a convenience store near the school. Lu Xiao went in and bought a bottle of ice soda. When he came out, he saw the little girl squatting on the street. She was born petite. This time she shrank the whole person into a whole group, looking lonely, and a little bit lonely. Pathetic.

Lu Xiao only felt chest tightness. The cigarette that had been stuck in his fingertips a long time ago was still not ignited after he rubbed it for a long time. The cigarette twisted slightly in his hand and it quickly collapsed.

He threw it into the trash can at will and approached the girl.

"Take it."

Su Su subconsciously picked up the soda, which is hard to imagine. In such a cold weather, there is an unscrupulous boss selling ice soda. She shivered suddenly, grabbing the soda and throwing it is not too cold. Raising his face, he said grievously: "Brother, it's cold."

Lu Xiao wanted to laugh a little, but after seeing the bright red fingerprints on the girl's face, the raised lips quickly pressed back, and he snorted slightly, with a bad tone: "Soft drinks are for your face, not for you. for drink."

He said so, but he squatted down, took the soda back, pointed to the bench next to him, "Sit on."

Then I saw the little girl sitting on it very obediently according to what he said.

Lu Xiao held the soda can in his hand and sighed deeply.

I really owed her in my previous life.

Su Su looked at the teenager who was half squatting in front of her. He lifted her chin, put the soda on the injured half of her face and rolled back and forth, moving slowly and gently.

The yellow light on the side of the road hit the young man's face. His eyes were hanging slightly, his face clearly lacking expression, but it made people feel that he cherished the owner of this face.

"Does it hurt?" he asked.

The boy's tone was neither light nor heavy, but it hit Su Su's heart directly.

She looked at him, and the tears suddenly fell without warning. Large teardrops hit the back of Lu Xiao's hand, and his fingers shrank like convulsions, like a pair of invisible big hands grabbed him. His heart, the soda can fell off from the palm of his hand, he raised his hand and took the girl into his arms.

He said bitterly, "Su Su, don't cry."

His heart hurts when he is crying.

Su Su actually loves to cry, but her crying is all utilitarian, just like the vicious little white flower in a TV series that makes viewers particularly disgusted with watching. Every time you cry, you have to get something out of it. After getting it, the faucet shuts off immediately, absolutely not wasting half a tear.

It's hateful but helpless.

But this time, she was caught off guard by the young boy's fluttering "Does it hurt?", just like the last sports meeting, the tears came without warning, and she couldn't stop it no matter what she wanted.

"Brother, I didn't want to cry. The soda was so cold that it hurt my face..." she whispered.

Lu Xiao was clapping his hands for a moment, and suddenly felt that the girl's remarks were strangely similar to the last time she scolded him for arrogance.

Normal people can't connect these two things together, but Lu Xiao suddenly had this intuition. The little girl cried so sad when she answered the phone last time. Could it be because of the woman just now...

Thinking of this, he was silent for a moment before speaking, "It's my fault, but--"

"If you don't apply cold compresses, your face will be swollen."