I hung down my two arms with difficulty, I didn't know if it would be crippled, raised my neck slightly, looked at Angkor again, and said, "Angkor, I, my master, don't dare to start, come on, please hurry up, I'm already in pain, I'm about to collapse."
"I'm good," Angkor said two words, with embarrassment in his words.
However, when he said that good word, his legs seemed to be numb after standing for a long time, and his steps were a little stiff and walked in my direction.
I could see the fear in Angkor's eyes as he stood in front of me, but I didn't say anything to him.
Now is not the time to speak, and if I say one more word, Angkor may not dare to pull my sleeve, and then I will have to suffer for a while.
To be honest, I really can't hold on anymore, so I want to see how serious my wound is, at least I have a number in my heart Angkor swallowed his saliva, the position of the Adam's apple on his neck moved up and down significantly, then took a deep breath and raised his hand to push the master who was standing in front of me.
Because the position where Master was standing was a bit in my way, if Angkor wanted to reach out and pull my sleeve, he had to slow down as much as possible.
If I move too much, the skin on my scratched wound will be torn off by my sleeve, and then it will hurt me a second time.
At that time, I don't know if I will cry directly, and even if I cry, I am a normal limit of pain tolerance, and I can't care about the question of shame or not.
After being pushed by Angkor, Master looked at Angkor, who had been staring down slightly at my wound, and when she looked up, I saw tears in her eyes.
The moment my heart tightened, it hurt a little, and although the wound was on my shoulder, the moment I saw Master's eyes with tears in my eyes, I knew that her heart was hurting now, even more so than the wound on my shoulder.
"Can you let me let me help classmate Su tear off her sleeves, I can't let her endure it like this anymore" Angkor seemed to be afraid that his master would scold him, and he had already begun to stutter when he spoke.
Master, who had not moved or spoken, looked at Angkor in a daze for about half a minute, which I thought was as long as a century.
Gritting his teeth, holding his breath, and suffering from pain, he waited for the master to respond to Angkor's reaction.
It's not that I can't urge Master, I don't want to urge her, such a calm person, I saw the panic in her eyes.
Therefore, I would rather hold up for a while more than bear to stimulate Master's current tight nerves, I am afraid that as soon as I open my mouth, the tears in Master's eyes will fall instantly.
"You lighten up, Xiaoxiao is most afraid of pain" The master finally said these words to Angkor with a trill.
"I'll do my best," Angkor nodded at the master, reassuring.
Master sniffed and took two steps back without hesitation, although the two steps were not very large, but the position that had been given up was just enough for Angkor to stand facing me. aa2705221: