On weekdays, Shi Jingnian lives alone, has an indifferent temperament, and has little interaction with others. The aunt in the dormitory only met him a few times.

There was really nothing else to do at this moment, so he helped Ji Ning'an with difficulty: "Professor Shi, this girl fainted, can you help send her to the infirmary?"

There was no one around, and the playground was empty. When Shi Jingnian walked over, he could clearly smell the smell of blood on the girl. He glanced around, and finally stretched out his hand to take over the unconscious girl with an indifferent tone.

"Give it to me."

"Sorry to trouble you." Auntie said gratefully.

The girl stumbled and fell into Shi Jingnian's arms, her face pressed against his heart in his cold suit, completely unconscious, relying on him as a point of support.

The temperature in his arms was warm and soft, with a hint of the sweet fragrance of his daughter's home, which made Shi Jingnian feel a little uncomfortable. His slender fingers pressed against her shoulders, his movements distant and impersonal.

His eyes were sharp and quiet after the rain, and his eyes were fixed on the faintly exposed half of the girl's face, which had a little white baby fat and was very beautiful.

It's just that the freshness of the day has long since disappeared at this moment. Blood is snaking down from the forehead, breathing is thin, and it is so fragile that it will disappear in the next second. It looks a bit shocking.

His long eyelashes cover half of his deep pupils, casting a faint shadow. His expression remains unchanged, and even tends to be indifferent. His eyes are calm upon closer inspection, as if he was helping a stranger.

Shi Jingnian held her shoulder with one hand, and passed the girl's leg with the other hand. His finger bones were cold and white, and he picked her up horizontally with a neat movement. The girl's flat suit made some wrinkles.

, the edges and corners are still sharp.

The body suddenly soared into the air, unconsciously looking for points of dependence, and the breath was surrounded by the light woody aroma.

Ji Ning'an closed her eyes and was in a trance in a chaotic world. She had no idea that she was in the arms of a strange man and her head was resting on his shoulder.

The dormitory aunt answered the phone and her face changed a little: "Professor Shi, I..."

"I'll see her off, you can go back." Shi Jingnian said calmly.

"I'm really sorry to trouble you." The aunt in the dormitory felt reassured about Shi Jingnian, thanked her one after another, and hurried back.

The playground at night was empty and quiet. It had just rained heavily, and rainwater accumulated in some low-lying areas on the ground, reflecting the night sky.

The light from the street lamp is a little dim, the girls' dormitory is still lit, and the men's dormitory is already resting.

Clean leather shoes stepped on the ground, and each step was neither light nor heavy, which was particularly clear in the silence. Shi Jingnian held the person in his arms and walked towards the infirmary. His movements were steady and powerful, and the person in his arms rested his head on his shoulder.

It's light and weightless, and as thin as a newborn kitten.

The slight breath fell on the side of the man's neck, with a long-lasting trembling feeling. The white shirt collar and black suit contrasted, cold and rigid.

Even the tender princess hug conveys a sense of distance.

Perhaps because she was about to go to sleep, the girl only wore white and thin pajamas. She came out in a hurry and didn't have time to put on her coat, which outlined her slim lines, giving her a sense of loneliness and vulnerability.

With only a thin layer of fabric between them and the unavoidable physical contact, one can clearly feel the girl's green and soft curves.

In particular, the white skirt passes just below the thighs, revealing a large area of ​​snow-white skin. The legs are slender and the skin is delicate.

This is probably a normal outfit for girls in summer, but because of this posture, it adds a subtle embarrassment.

Shi Jingnian had never had such close contact with a strange woman.

He pressed his wrist bone against the crook of her leg, and his delicate, snowy skin pressed against the man's arm, just touching the cold and expensive cufflinks of the suit. His long fingers were clearly visible under the cuffs of his shirt, and they did not touch her in the slightest. His expression was almost harsh and distant.

, did not lower his head to look at her, but stared into the distance.

A tear fell on my shoulder without warning, warm and moist!

He paused slightly, frowned, and looked sideways.

At such a close distance, even the breaths collided with each other, and half of the girl's face was visible. The long hair was untied and spread around her back. The hair was black and soft, lining the delicate side face, and the eyelashes were covered.

The tears were wet, hanging down pitifully, and the corners of the eyes were still a little bright and slightly red, and tears fell down drop by drop.

Under the straight and straight nose, the lips lost their color, were thin and pale, and moved slightly, making a kitten whimper, a small pitiful sound, sticky, as if she had been greatly wronged outside, and replied.

Come home and act like a baby.

"It hurts..."

Ji Ning'an cried and said it hurt, and her slender arms unconsciously wrapped around the man's neck. She relied closely on him and tried to get closer to gain a sense of security.

The broken ending of the sob makes people easily feel the desire for pity, fragile and unprepared.

But——

Shi Jingnian glanced directly at Ji Ning'an's face and saw a small patch of obvious moisture on his shoulder. The hot temperature penetrated the fabric. He could feel it clearly and it was completely unbearable.

At that moment, under the strong feeling of mysophobia, Shi Jingnian really had the urge to throw the person out!

He remained in a stalemate for two seconds, took a deep breath, restrained his thoughts, and never let go of his frown.

The cold and slender fingers moved the girl's head away, which was already the biggest concession. His tone was cold and he warned: "Don't cry."

But how can a comatose person understand?

Ji Ning'an subconsciously seemed to know that she was being pushed away, so she approached again in panic and helplessness. She leaned her head on his shoulder in embarrassment. Regardless, she cried even harder, her body rising and trembling.

Shi Jingnian: "..."

Patient.

It’s a disease, suffering.

He quickened his pace and walked towards the infirmary with a sullen face.

Zheng Qiling received the call and hurried to the girls' dormitory, worriedly asking: "Where is Ji Ning'an?"

This kind of thing happened right after school started, and everyone was in a bad mood

"I have already sent him to the infirmary. There was no one in the playground at that time. Fortunately, I met Professor Shi." The aunt in the dormitory said happily.

"What?" Zheng Qiling was stunned for a moment, "Jingnian is here too?"

The aunt explained: "Professor Shi sent Ji Ning'an to the infirmary."

Zheng Qiling walked outside and stood in front of the window in the corridor. Looking out from the fourth floor, she could just see the slender figure holding a person at the end of the playground.

The field of vision is too far, and only the cold outline can be seen. In the weather after the rain, under the darkness of ten o'clock in the evening, he is exceptionally tall and tall. The street lamp light shines on his shoulders, holding the thin girl in his arms, step by step

Walk up the steps to the school doctor's office.

How is that possible?

When Zheng Qiling first heard this sentence, she still didn't believe it. Now that she saw such a scene, she couldn't believe it anymore and was surprised.

Others don’t understand Shi Jingnian, doesn’t she?

Zheng Qiling couldn't even think of carrying someone to the infirmary in person for such a mysophobic person who didn't usually get close to others, let alone such close contact.
Chapter completed!