The gauze peeled off layer by layer, revealing the last fig leaf. Su Yin clearly felt the hand on his palm move. His slender fingers moved up, and red marks suddenly covered his wrist, as if he had scratched it hard with his fingernails, or scratched it in the morning.
He asked: "Lin Chao, do you feel any pain?"
Lin Chao's eyes were misty, and he grinned, a little silly: "I don't know."
Su Yin took out the spare medicine from the drawer and gently applied it on his scars with his fingers.
Then he simply wrapped the gauze on it and said, "Let's go to class."
Purpose: redemption