"Don't move," He Xun reached out and pressed around the boy's knee. After pressing it a few times with both hands, he heard bones cracking.
The pain gradually disappeared, and the boy's pale face regained its color. However, the strange atmosphere between the three of them still did not dissipate.
Chen Wei'er, who was the culprit, cleared her throat. "Why did you come to the mountains to read?"
The boy lowered his head in embarrassment. "I want to take the college entrance examination..."
"Are you going to take the college entrance examination next year? Do you have a study manual then?"
The boy nodded. "Yes, I'm 19 years old and in my third year of high school. But my father fell and hurt his leg while working, so I dropped out of school to take care of him…"
This sentence made Chen Wei'er emotional. The boy was already in his third year of high school. It was really such a pity. "All the best to you then."
