Chapter 5 — Love From Silk Scarf

13 The male student's face becomes unnatural:

“I don't have any opinion on a hero saving a beauty, but it's not enough to make up lies and slander others, right?”

Bui Than's voice was cold:

"There can be a serious investigation. If I am slandering, I will personally apologize to you."

The male student's face is sometimes blue, sometimes white:

"Isn't that right, Bui Than? You hide your girlfriend and stand up to protect another girl, that's really interesting!"

Bui Than did not waver:

“You hiding your girlfriend in a long-distance relationship to harass others here is even more interesting.”

The male student's throat was blocked and he couldn't say anything. In the end, he just glared at me aggressively and tried to leave.

“In the future, before you want to cause trouble for Du Mong, remember your middle school athlete certificate.”

Bui Than looked at him, speaking slowly:

“Think carefully about whether you can withstand a rigorous investigation.”

The male student's face turned pale and he quickly ran away.

“Thank you.”

I breathed a sigh of relief, only then realizing that my palm was a bit sore. Bending down to look, I discovered that a layer of skin had been torn by the tree bark.

“Go to the infirmary.”

Not allowing me to refuse, Bui Than pulled me away:

“A few days ago, these trees were just sprayed. They are not clean and must be disinfected.”

There are quite a few people in the medical room. The doctor was extremely busy. Seeing that my injury was not serious, he only gave me a bottle of antiseptic medicine and told me to treat it myself.

“Let me do it.”

Bui Than took the cotton swab and carefully applied the medicine to my wound. He applied it very meticulously, not even ignoring the small scratches between the knuckles. He applied it while instructing:

“Try not to let the wound get wet, don't…”

The voice suddenly stopped. Bui Than's eyes fell on a position above my knuckles, his movements also stopped. 14 I don't understand so I ask:

“Don't do what?”

Bui Than was silent for a few seconds before continuing, his voice a bit hoarse:

“Don't bandage too tightly, keep the wound well ventilated.”

Of course I know that. The wound area was not large and was soon treated. But Bui Than still did not stand up, continuing to squat in front of me, looking at me very deeply:

“Does it hurt?”

I feel a bit unnatural:

“No pain.”

Bui Than realized my confusion, pursed his lips and took half a step back:

“If that person still dares to cause trouble for you, please tell me.”

I didn't take it to heart and replied casually.

“I'm not being polite to you.”

Bui Than looked at me extremely seriously:

“So you must tell me.”

My heart suddenly pounded and I said in a low voice. On the way back to the dorm, Bui Than and I were both very quiet. Occasionally he looked at me, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he still didn't open his mouth. Arriving at the dormitory, I thanked him and was about to go up when he suddenly called me:

“Du Mong.”

Bui Than looked straight at me:

“You and Luc Ninh have been friends for so many years, has she never told you about my online lover?”

I was stunned, thinking he was complaining because this relationship made him feel insecure. After all, he is like a small dog, and small dogs are always afraid of not having an owner. So I say:

"Didn't she already forget you? Maybe before she could say it."

Eyes Bui Than becomes deeper in the darkness:

“Did you really forget?”

I don't know why, but I suddenly felt panic in my heart.

“Maybe I forgot.”

I said in a low voice:

“It's very late, I have to go back to the dormitory.”

Bui Than did not stop, just took out his phone:

"Let's make friends. Contact me if anything happens."

I didn't move, Bui Than kept holding the phone in front of his face. After arguing for a long time, in the end I was the one who gave in and took out my phone to scan the QR code. Bui Than's eyes focused intently on the screen. When he saw my WeChat profile picture, his breath stopped. 15 I am not stressed at all. Because this is a different account, unrelated to the small account used for online love. Bui Than looked at that account then turned off the phone screen. The light in his eyes also went out. Disappointed? Or breathe a sigh of relief? The corner of my lips curled into a stiff, mocking smile, then turned and went upstairs. The next morning I didn't have class, but had to practice early. When I got out of bed, I felt a bit dizzy. I just assumed I wasn't sleeping well so I didn't pay attention. It was still early, there weren't many people in the dormitory, so Bui Than's tall figure standing there was especially noticeable. I was stunned, then saw the bag of cakes in his hand and immediately understood:

“Come to give Luc Ninh breakfast? He's still not awake.”

Bui Than shook his head and brought the bag in front of me. I stopped:

“What do you mean?”

“If you're injured, you need to rest a little.”

He said:

“There is no mango, just eat with peace of mind.”

A strange feeling appeared in my heart. I went around him:

“No need, I'm going to be late for practice.”

I don't understand what Bui Than means. After confirming that I'm not your online lover, do you want to bribe me to help pursue Luc Ninh? Is it necessary to go around like that? The more I think, the more confused my mind becomes. My teammates looked at me with concern:

"Du Mong, your face doesn't look very good. Are you sick?"

I reluctantly laughed:

“It's okay.”

When I got to the training ground and ran two laps, I was a little unsteady on my feet. As soon as the coach shouted stop, I fell forward, almost hitting my head on the ground.

“Du Mong!”

The coach was also startled, quickly ran to check and then ordered:

"Her face is so poor! Can any male student come and carry her to the infirmary!"

“Let me!”