Han Mingyue got up and immediately went to support Zhen Yu, anxiously repeating the question, "What's wrong? What happened?"
As Zhen Yu stood up with the support of Han Mingyue, she said, "I just bumped my elbow, are you okay?"
"I'm fine!" Han Mingyue immediately responded.
He circled around Zhen Yu, patting off the snowflakes on her clothes, yet he didn't pay any attention to himself.
After patting her down, he turned his head and saw his dumbstruck younger brother, then quickly instructed: "Tell the teacher, I'm taking Zhen Yu back to the classroom first."
Saying this, he gently pulled on Zhen Yu's wrist, leading her toward the first class of the second year of junior high school.
Their voices carried on the wind.
"Just pat off the snow yourself~"
"I know, I know~"
Pat—Pat—
"Hurry up~ Let me see your injury."
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It wasn't until the two had walked far away that Han Jiayang came back to his senses.
He called out unhappily, "Bro~"
