A Certain Someone〖MTL〗(Completed)

Chapter 46 ​​Sick leave

Gao Tianyang's excellent suggestion was not adopted, and he shook his head and muttered to return the wheelchair. Jiang Tian went up the ramp with Sheng Wang on his back.

This is one of the quietest corners of the school. There are lush trees on both sides of the ramp, and flower vines stretch out from the evergreen shrubs, hanging long and short all the way.

Sheng Wang was still a little uncomfortable, Jiang Tian didn't need to turn his head to know that his expression must be very funny.

"Why not back?" he asked.

Sheng Wang moved a little and said, "Shame."

Jiang Tian didn't quite understand this kind of logic. He didn't feel ashamed if he stumbled in front of the whole school, but why would he be ashamed if he limped his back? But this can't be said, the peacock on the back can jump off the cliff on the spot and commit suicide.

In fact, he knew very well that what he said was a bit choking, but he was too lazy to change it. Sometimes it's deliberately teasing someone, but more often it doesn't matter.

The person on the back moved again, and added an explanation: "Anyway, it's because of a man's competitive spirit."

"Where do you get the competitive spirit of so many men?" Jiang Tian put it mildly.

"Isn't that normal, haven't you?"

"No."

Jiang Tian answered firmly. Whether it exists or not, it is impossible to follow him.

Sure enough, Sheng Wang was choked for a long time and couldn't speak, then tightened his elbows and said: "Your neck is in my hands now, do you know how to count?"

Jiang Tian was stuck by him and raised his head, calmly explained: "You are all in my hands."

Maybe it's because the Adam's apple slipped when he was talking, which made it uncomfortable for the other party's wrist. He felt that Shengwang was quiet for a few seconds, and he let go of his hand a little. Not only that, but the entire upper body is lifted a little bit, as if to minimize contact.

Jiang Tian frowned lightly, so short that he didn't even realize it.

"Tired?" Sheng Wang asked.

"You won't be tired if you move less." Jiang Tian said.

"Oh." Sheng Wang replied embarrassingly.

There was a wind blowing from the bend, and the flower branches protruding from the roadside swayed lightly. Jiang Tian turned his head away, and suddenly asked, "Are you tired?"

"Me?" Sheng Wang didn't react, and asked blankly, "Why am I tired?"

Jiang Tian turned his head slightly, and glanced at him from the corner of his eye: "Are you tired with your neck so stiff?"

Sheng Wang suddenly fell silent, Jiang Tian turned his head back again, his gaze fell straight ahead. He walked unhurriedly, stepping on the mottled light and shadow of branches, flowers and vines.

After a while, the boy on his back slowly relaxed, like a hanging sloth, with his chin resting on the hollow of his shoulder.

Jiang Tian swept his eyes to the right, and then retracted them.

He suddenly remembered that when he was walking through the alley outside the parasol tree when he was a child, the "Regimental Leader" fell from the sky without warning and rolled in front of his feet. His pointed and thin tail was fluffy and brushed past his ankles.

The feeling of this moment is hard to describe.

He just felt that the time was slow and the road ahead was long and comfortable.