The other party has been apologizing beside ye Linlang, which sounds very anxious.

"I'm sorry. I'm sorry, I didn't mean to. I just tried too hard to hit the wrong side. Do you feel bad about ye?"

"Shall I take you to the school doctor's office?"

Because ye Linlang's brain was dizzy with pain, he had no reaction at all when he heard the delicate voice of the girl.

Ye Linlang raised his head in a trance, and his eyes reflected a delicate and soft face.

Summer Qianqian is the school flower.

Xia Qianqian with a tennis racket, very helpless to stand beside her, that beautiful face looking at that innocent and weak, is the individual can not bear to blame her.

Seeing the tears in ye Linlang's eyes, Xia Qianqian was stunned for a moment, and then quickly took out a package of printed fragrance napkins from his pocket.

"Here, wipe it."

They all said that he stretched out his hand and didn't smile. Seeing Xia Qianqian's sincere appearance, ye Linlang couldn't figure out whether the other party was intentional or unintentional.

Ye Lin Lang hesitated for two or three seconds, and finally took the bag of paper towel from Xia Qianqian's hand.

"Thank you."

Hearing ye Linlang's thanks, Xia Qianqian shook her head a little nervously.

"What do you want to thank me for? This is what I should do. I should say sorry to you. Ye, do you really have nothing to do? You don't really need to go to the hospital? "

Ye Linlang looked at each other's delicate and beautiful cheek, and finally shook his head.

"It doesn't matter to me. You don't have to be so nervous."

Looking at Xia Qianqian's sincere apology attitude, ye Linlang temporarily believed that she was not intentional.

"Well, since you have nothing to do, I'll go first."

And Xia Qianqian also seemed to be very embarrassed, again bowed to ye Linlang, and then picked up the tennis ball beside ye Linlang and continued to run to the court.

Ye Linlang watched the back of Xia Qianqian's youth go away, and then slowly moved his attention.

She rubbed the tibia of her left leg, and just after her hand touched the wound, she felt a twinkling of pain.

It hurts.

Ye Linlang pushed her school trousers up slowly and carefully. She saw signs of swelling and pain on her left leg tibia. Some places had been bruised.

Ye Linlang grinned bitterly. It seems that he has to apply medicine when he goes back. He hopes that his walking will not be affected.

The biggest blessing is that although tomorrow is Thursday, but also national day, according to the Convention to have a holiday.

She can stay in her bedroom tomorrow.

Ye Linlang thinks so.

Er, no, did Jiang Qilan say that he would go to his place to make up lessons during the holidays?

Do holidays include national day as well as Saturdays and Sundays?

Ye Linlang is not sure.

Just when ye Linlang was thinking about his mind, suddenly, a yellow tennis ball flew here again!

Ye Linlang was just immersed in his mind, and didn't notice that he was in trouble again!

Her dark pupils contracted abruptly.

Ye Linlang wants to hide, but her leg bone is injured. She finally wants to stand up, and the ball has taken the lead.

Shua to the ground, that yellow tennis ball, severely hit ye Linlang's body.

What a coincidence. It's just the tibia of the left leg.

It was the burning pain. This time, it was like digging out the bones.

Ye Linlang felt numb in his left leg.

Her head was dizzy. She felt that there were countless stars in front of her. She almost sat on the ground with pain!

And did not pass a few seconds, just came to apologize school flower summer Qianqian once again ran over.

Xia Qianqian is very guilty to look at ye Linlang, hands tightly twisted together, a pair of extremely sincere and extremely uneasy appearance.

"Ye, I'm so sorry. It seems that I'm really bad at playing today. I actually hit you for the second time. Are you ok?"

This time ye Linlang had no way to pay attention to her, the pain in her left leg could not be ignored.

And Xia Qianqian squatted down with great guilt, as if to see the wound under Ye Linlang's school pants.

"Ye, is it a special pain? I swear I didn't mean to. Can I show you? I'll take you to the infirmary? "

When Xia Qianqian's slender hand is about to touch ye Linlang's school pants, ye Linlang doesn't know where the strength comes from, and suddenly pushes away Xia Qianqian!

"Don't touch me!"

People around did not notice this side, suddenly heard ye Linlang's roar, almost half of the tennis court people looked at this side.

And Xia Qianqian seems to have been hit by what day, suddenly holding his own whining cry.

"Ye, I know you hate me for being a classmate of Qi ran, but you can't misunderstand me I really didn't mean toMost of the people present were girls, who had a strong dislike of Ye Linlang. Moreover, Xia Qianqian's reputation in the class was particularly good, and they all stood in the side of Xia Qianqian.

……

Ye Linlang did not pay attention to those people's rumors, but locked his eyes on the school flower in front of him.

If ye Linlang was just suspicious, now she heard Xia Qianqian mention Jiang Qilan, and all her suspicions were settled at this moment.

Ye Linlang looked at her coldly. Although the whole person couldn't stand up at all, there was a kind of momentum that the mountain rain was about to come and the wind filled the building.

"You said you didn't mean to? The previous time I could have thought it was a serve fault, but what about the second goal? "

Xia Qianqian's countenance accosted him, and lowered his eyes in some embarrassment.

"The second time was careless. I didn't play well today and made a lot of mistakes."

Ye Linlang felt the tingling pain on his leg bones, almost a sneer.

"Your second position should have been back to me, Xia Qianqian. How do you want to be tough in the ball to make the tennis turn in mid air?"

Xia Qianqian's words are blocked.

"I I don't know, but I didn't mean to hit you

She looked anxious, acting so lifelike that the onlookers almost believed her.

Ye Linlang heard a classmate say so.

"Ye Linlang, she's too small for a chicken. Isn't she hit by a tennis ball? How painful it can be

……

Ye Linlang's fingers tightened, she took a deep breath, and suddenly took a bright yellow tennis ball that fell on the ground beside her.

Ye Lin Lang took a pinch about the strength, and then directly threw it on the back of Xia Qianqian!

"Ye Linlang, how can you do this to me?"

In fact, ye Linlang's strength is far less than one-third of Xia Qianqian's, but Xia Qianqian seems to have been bullied, and his face is twisted with pain.

Ye Linlang heart no fluctuation, she coldly looking at Xia Qianqian.

"I said I didn't mean to, do you believe it?"