Physical pain is no match for the mental fear. Such hard wood can be tamed by a carving knife, and Meng Tang's soft skin can be swept by a sharp edge. It is human nature to be afraid.
The emotions are released and I can’t even speak, but others are anxious to death.
"Are you injured? Or does it hurt somewhere?" Wei Chuan used the light of his mobile phone to look at her from beginning to end.
There were no obvious injuries, but the person looked frightened.
Wei Chuan held Meng Tang's shoulder with one hand and gave silent comfort.
Tian Yu and Shao Yiming knew that they would not be able to enjoy the barbecue tonight, but it was good to watch a show.
The two looked at each other and regarded Wang Jue as a stool in a very immoral manner.
Wang felt a lump in his chest and opened his mouth to curse intermittently at the top of his lungs.
Wei Chuan was also filled with panic. He frowned coldly, turned around and shouted, "Shut him up and take him to the guard to explain the situation. Meng Tang and I will go there later."
The guard patrolled 24 hours a day, and that was the most suitable place to place Wang Jue.
Seeing Wei Chuan's anger, Tian Yu and Shao Yiming stopped smiling and disappeared from their sight, carrying Wang Jue.
Wei Chuan turned his head and saw that Meng Tang was still crying. The cry was very small, but the tears were pouring down more and more.
He couldn't help but raise his hand and wipe away the tears gathering on her chin.
"Stop crying, I'm here, you're fine."
Meng Tang raised his head, his voice almost choked by grievance and fear: "I can't control it."
He looked really pitiful, with a pale face, which reminded Wei Chuan of the out-of-control dream.
In the dream, he also felt that Meng Tang's white lips were unsightly, so he blocked them up and gave her a glossy red color.
Wei Chuan looked away, raised his hand and hooked the back of Meng Tang's head, and slowly let her lean on his shoulder.
"It's okay..."
I don't know whether to comfort her or myself.
If Meng Tang was frightened and did not call for help, Wei Chuan did not dare to think about the other consequences.
"You did a good job, Meng Tang."
Mengtang's hand that was tightly gripping the handle of the knife loosened, and her panic gradually subsided under the comfort of Wei Chuan's gentle words.
After an unknown amount of time, Meng Tang stopped crying. Wei Chuan's shoulders were wet. She pushed him away awkwardly and accidentally pulled the wound on her neck, subconsciously making a "hiss" sound.
Meng Tang raised her hand to touch it, but Wei Chuan stopped her: "Are you injured?"
Meng Tang frowned and tilted his head slightly.
Wei Chuan saw the blood on her collar, and his heart suddenly rose: "Are you really injured?"
Meng Tang whispered: "It's okay, I just scratched it."
He gently held the other side of Meng Tang's jaw and said, "Don't move it yet, it's not disinfected yet. Let me take a look."
He gently held Meng Tang's lower jaw.
"Tilt your head and raise it up."
Meng Tang followed the instructions mechanically, and the only feeling in his body fell on his palms.
A bloody gash was opened on the fair skin, but fortunately it was not deep. Wei Chuan breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Disinfect it and it will be fine in a few days."
Meng Tang said "Yeah": "He touched it nervously, and it didn't hurt at the time."
The knife was pressed against his neck, who still remembers the pain.
Wei Chuan lowered his eyes and took the carving knife from her hand: "Give it to me, it's very dangerous."
Mengtang said there is a protective cover in the bag.
Wei Chuan opened her bag, took the protective cover and put it on the carving knife, and said, "We always encounter each other when playing. I have disinfectant in my bag. Can I spray it on you?"
Meng Tang nodded, raised his hand to hold his collar, and unconsciously stretched his neck.
In addition to the bright red blood stains, there was a small red mole lying on the side of her neck near her collarbone, which was very dazzling.
Wei Chuan stared at the small mole, took out the iodine from his bag, and said gently: "It's a bit cold and a little painful, please bear with it."
"Yes." Meng Tang responded softly.
With a "squeak" sound, the amber liquid dispersed and sprayed on the wound. Meng Tang shrank his shoulders and loosened his collar.
The pain is bearable, but it’s too cold.
She looked at Wei Chuan and hit the darkness. Meng Tang was speechless for a moment, and then asked softly: "What are you looking at?"
Wei Chuan lowered his head suddenly, put away the iodophor, and said:
"I asked Tian Yu and Shao Yiming to send Wang Jue to the guard. Your counselors estimate that they will not be able to see Wang Jue for a long time. We'll be there soon."
Meng Tang responded immediately: "Then let's go too."
Wei Chuan reached out to her and said, "I'll help you up."
Meng Tang grabbed his wrist, and his whole body went limp, and Wei Chuan hugged her, face to face.
Meng Tang raised his head: "...Why are my legs weak?"
Wei Chuan chuckled: "I'm scared."
She tugged on Wei Chuan's clothes and said awkwardly: "Let go of me, I'll hold on to the tree for a while."
Wei Chuan joked with her: "How about I hug you?"
"No, no need." Meng Tang thought he was serious and refused with a blush.
It was very cold by the lake. A gust of cold wind blew over. Meng Tang sniffed and shivered.
Wei Chuan pulled up her hat: "Block some wind."
Meng Tang hunched over and rubbed her legs. In fact, the most painful thing in her body was her back.
A pair of big hands suddenly covered his back, and Meng Tang's movement of rubbing his legs stopped.
Hence the thick coat, Wei Chuan held him down and asked, "Were you beaten here?"
Meng Tang straightened up and whispered, "It's okay, it's through the clothes."
“Go back and ask your roommate to take a look at it for you.” Wei Chuan said.
Meng Tang nodded.
After two minutes of inexplicable silence, Wei Chuan asked: "What did Wang Jue tell you?"
"He should have done it." Meng Tang replied, "He asked me to call the counselor and not to investigate the matter further."
Wei Chuan said: "Next time, don't go back to the dormitory alone so late."
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"The school is still very safe." Meng Tang retorted slightly, "I didn't expect him to dare to do this in school."
Meng Tang moved his legs, and after hanging up the phone, he changed the subject: "I think I can go."
Wei Chuan accompanied her. When they arrived at the doorman's office, the counselor looked at Meng Tang up and down.
Meng Tang hid her neck injury. After all, she brought the carving knife there herself.
The counselor had just relaxed when a roar came from the door:
"Bunny, my butt is still hot when I get home, so you called me again."
The counselor frowned in disgust, this person was too rude.
But a smile appeared on her face: "Coach He, the three of them saved my student tonight, so they have made up for it."
Coach He turned around and looked Meng Tang over: "It's you again?"
Meng Tang laughed dryly, she was going to be blacklisted by Coach He.
It was too late, and the counselor said:
"Well, there will be specific regulations for handling this matter tomorrow. I will take my students away, and you will take your students away."
Tian Yu was afraid of being abused by the coach, so he bit the bullet and laughed: "How about we go back to bed together."
Coach He smiled. Roubuxiao: "Go to the playground and run two laps. After passing the gate, I will personally take you back to the dormitory."
Tian Yu wailed: "Coach."
Wei Chuan stopped Tian Yu: "If you don't want to double up, shut up now."
Wei Chuan didn't care about running. He followed the coach for the rare occasion and followed him out of the guard's office. He lowered his head and sent a text message to Xie Lingyin.