Sound didn't feel any pain, but Onyx's sharp intake of breath dispelled her sleepiness immediately.
She looked up at him, thinking that it must be painful to hit his chin.
"Ah, I'm sorry," apologized Sound.
Onyx asked, "Are you okay?"
The two of them apologized at the same time.
Onyx's chin hit Sound's forehead, but Onyx knew that it would hurt more to Sound. Her forehead had already turned red, but the first thing she did was to care about him.
"Your forehead is red."
"Really?" Sound touched her forehead. Anyway, she didn't feel any pain. She waved her hand and said, "It's nothing. It doesn't hurt. Does your chin hurt?"
Sound was not only kind-hearted, but also very strong, unlike those delicate girls who would make a fuss if they accidentally hit something. For those girls, if their foreheads turned red, they would definitely cry.
Lots of girls in their class were like this.
Onyx knew that girls were delicate, but he couldn't understand why girls would cry just because of a little injury. The people in the alley where he and his brother lived were all strong, and even girls there were no exception.
On the second thought, Onyx felt it was normal. Anyway, that was Nine Pool Alley, where everyone who lived there must be strong, or they would be bullied.
Although he didn't understand why those girls were so delicate, he would still say something to care about them.
The Nine Pool Alley was the shabbiest alley in the Spring City. Someone might put on some good words to describe it as a lively place, with the accumulation of history and culture, but in fact, it was just a poor and shabby alley.
Most of the people living in the Nine Pool Alley were workers at the lowest class of the society.
For Onyx, as long as it was not bleeding, he wouldn't cry out for pain, not to mention that it just hit his chin. The intake of breath was just a normal reaction at that time.
"It doesn't hurt." Onyx replied.
Sound stared at his chin and facial expression for a while before she felt relieved. "That's good. I didn't mean it. I'm sorry."
"It's not your fault." Afraid that Sound would apologize again, Onyx quickly changed the topic. He looked at her paper and asked, "Why didn't you write down the process when you did the paper?"
"I did."
Onyx was stunned for a moment, then Sound laughed. She pointed at her brain and said, "It's written here. It's a hassle for me to write it on the paper. It's convenient to write the answer only."
"...."
Onyx didn't know what to say and wanted to laugh. He couldn't help but think of a person. The smile on his face faded. "Sampson doesn't like to write the steps of solving problems either. He has been reminded many times by the teacher, but he doesn't listen to the teacher."
Speaking of Sampson, Sound asked unhappily, "Why didn't the teacher scold him?"
That ruthless thing must be scolded more often!
Sampson sneezed suddenly. Zachary, who was sitting in front of the computer and playing games, turned to him and asked, "Have you caught a cold? I told you to put on more clothes."
"No." Sampson answered in a calm voice. He raised his hand and looked at the time. It was half past nine in the evening. It was almost time to leave.
He put the book in his schoolbag, stood up and said, "I'm going home."
"Go home?" Staring at the screen of the computer, Zachary raised his voice to show that he was serious, "Don't go. It's so late now. You stay with me in the dormitory for one night. When I finish this round, I'll call Uncle Noah."
Zachary's dormitory was very good. It was a spacious apartment with complete furniture and electric appliances, and two spacious beds.
Zachary's roommate seldom stayed in the dormitory. Sometimes he occupied two beds, jumping and rolling on them. Fortunately, his roommate didn't care about it. If he was a neat freak, they might have conflicts.
Sampson glanced around the messy room. The socks in different colors were thrown everywhere.
The snacks were scattered on the tea table, and some wine were spilled on the sofa.
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