After I died, the male supporting characters all turned black and went crazy

The strange feeling in Su Ping's heart became more and more obvious.

Why did she feel that Song Qi was pretending, but he was pretending very well, and she had no evidence at all.

The more I thought about it, the angrier I became, and I couldn't help but quicken my pace.

Song Qi groaned inwardly, but was forced to follow her.

His foot was indeed twisted, and it really hurt. Because Su Ping suddenly accelerated, he had to grit his teeth and jump faster.

From behind, it looked like Su Ping was followed by a giant rabbit.

There's an inexplicable sense of humor.

The two entered the locker room and walked towards the utility room inside.

Because he hadn't eaten anything in the morning, Su Ping was extremely hungry and now he had to do the hard labor to support him.

Gradually, she felt that Song Qi's hand on her shoulder was getting hotter and hotter.

To be precise, his whole body began to feel hot.

She had a bad feeling in her heart, so she stopped and looked over.

Song Qi's fair face was slightly pink, and he turned his head to look over.

He tilted his head and asked with a hazy look in his eyes: "Senior, what's wrong?"

Not quite right.

Su Ping reached out and touched his forehead, and finally came to a conclusion: "You have a fever."

Song Qi was stunned for a moment, raised his hand and touched his forehead, shook his head and denied it: "No, I don't have a fever."

Brother, how can you sense the temperature by touching your forehead with your hand?

Su Ping was too lazy to talk nonsense with him, so she gritted her teeth and helped him up the stairs over there.

After walking up the last step, Su Ping felt like his waist was about to break.

The space in front of them was narrow, and the two of them couldn't get in even with their support.

Song Qi took his hand off her shoulder at the right time, and Su Ping immediately felt a lot more relaxed.

But the next second, his hand was held by her.

"Senior, I'll walk behind you holding onto the wall, just hold on to me."

After Song Qi finished speaking, he consciously leaned his hands on the wall beside him.

This posture is a bit like pushing her against the wall.

Su Ping's eyes fell uncontrollably on his chest. After glancing over the abdominal muscles on his lower abdomen, she turned around somewhat embarrassedly, nodded, and walked forward.

She felt that the first thing she should do when she got in was to find him some clothes to wear, otherwise her thoughts would be easily disturbed if she just looked at him like that.

Song Qi looked at her slightly red earlobes and felt better. Even the pain in his ankle was not as strong.

Neither of them spoke, and Su Ping helped Song Qi walk inside.

Because it was so narrow, Song Qi's knees would occasionally touch her when he jumped forward, but to avoid embarrassment, no one exposed the feeling.

There is a folding bed behind the curtain that can be used for a short rest.

Su Ping helped him sit over there, looked down, and found that his ankle was even more red and swollen than before.

He has a fever again now, and if it is not treated, the situation may become more serious.

"Wait for me here."

After Su Ping finished speaking, he turned around and ran out of the utility room.

Song Qi looked at her back and subconsciously stretched out his hand, but caught nothing.

In the end, I could only watch her back disappear at the door.

He really didn't like looking at her back like this, as it made him feel like she had abandoned him.

Song Qi was shocked by his own thoughts. When did his emotions fluctuate so much because of her?

It seemed that from that night on, something had become different.

When Su Ping came back with his clothes, she called him but heard no response.

When I lifted the curtain, I saw him sitting there with his head down, wondering what he was thinking about.

Sensing her approach, Song Qi looked up at her with slightly red eyes, which startled Su Ping and made her take two steps back.

"you……"

When Song Qi saw his clothes in her hands, he realized what she had been doing just now.

Suddenly, the unhappiness just now was filled with a subtle feeling. He reached out and took his clothes from Su Ping's hand, smiled and said: "Thank you, senior sister."

After saying that, he took the clothes and put them on himself.

Su Ping's gaze moved downwards, and she glanced at his abdominal muscles again calmly, then quickly looked away.

Song Qi noticed her little movements and deliberately slowed down his movements when the collar passed through her head.

He was still injured, yet I was admiring his figure.

Su Ping felt more and more like a pervert. He couldn't help coughing twice and said, "Where is the thing you just mentioned? I'll get it for you."

Song Qi pulled up his coat and walked directly to the iron rack not far away and said, "It's in the white box in the second row. Senior sister, please look for it."

Su Ping turned around and saw a white plastic box over there.

When he turned around with the box in his hand, he saw Song Qi struggling to put on his pants.

Because I couldn't stand and couldn't move my other leg, it took a lot of effort to put on one leg of my trousers.

Seeing that he was about to fall, Su Ping quickly stepped forward and held his arm.

Song Qi heard her sigh, then put the plastic box on the ground and half-knelt in front of him.

"Let me help you."

After Su Ping took the trouser leg, he realized how wrong his current posture was.

Song Qi was still wearing his swimming trunks and was facing her. She couldn't help but think back to what happened in the bathtub that night.

Song Qi watched her face gradually turn red, and was still wondering if his fever had been passed on to her, but he found that her eyes were a little erratic and she just didn't look forward.

He couldn't help but feel curious, so he looked down and immediately understood.

He didn't know if it was because of a fever or something else, but he felt his body starting to get hot.

Su Ping noticed that his sitting posture was changing slightly, so he quickly sped up his movements and pulled his trouser legs onto his back in a few seconds.

Song Qi gasped in pain, and suddenly he had no thoughts in his mind.

"Did it hurt you? I didn't mean to."

Hearing his cry of pain, Su Ping immediately apologized, saying that he was in such a hurry that he forgot that his foot was injured.

After she finished speaking, she quickly opened the lid of the white box.

Song Qi frowned as he watched her skillfully take out the things inside.

Isn't she a rich lady? How could she have come into contact with these things, and also have lost her memory...

Before he could think about it, Su Ping reached out and held his foot. After taking a look at the injury, he breathed a sigh of relief: "Fortunately, there should be no broken bones."

"I'll spray some medicine on you and rub it later. It should feel better, but it might be a little painful, so just bear with it."

After saying that, he took the medicine for treating sprains and sprayed it on his ankle and instep.

Her fingers were soft and her fingertips were clean.