Xiaosan's Youth is Absolutely Correct

Xiaosan, who was sitting in his seat, was immersed in his own world, thinking about some things in his mind, but he didn't expect Yan Ye to approach him suddenly.

Looking at the concerned expression on Yan Ye's face, Xiaosan didn't know whether he should be happy or ashamed in his heart. Under the complicated mood, he didn't come back to his senses for a while and gave a reaction.

"Qiuyue-kun?"

It wasn't until Yan Ye called out again that Xiao San's consciousness gradually returned to his body, reflecting his distraction again and again just now.

"Ah, yes, nothing, just a little tired recently."

Answering again and again, Yan Ye almost noticed that Xiaosan's answer was just perfunctory, even if he was tired, tired, but after each time he finished speaking, he came to school with the same expression the next day , appeared in front of oneself.

In Yan Ye's heart, he couldn't help but feel a little bit worried about Xiaosan's situation.

"Is it really all right? Qiuyue-kun, your body...is there nothing wrong with it?"

Knowing that Yan Ye was just worried about himself, Xiao San shook his head lightly, waved his hands, sat on his seat, put his hands on the desk, leaned forward involuntarily, and let out a long breath.

That seemingly exhausted reaction made Yan Ye even more worried about Xiaosan's situation.

At this moment, Weihua also came to Xiaosan's side, looking at Xiaosan's eyes, it was a deep and heavy Xiaosan, and she couldn't help being suspicious when she looked at Xiaosan's eyes.

"Are you OK?"

"It's okay, just a little tired."

"But you don't look like you are 'a little tired', do you? Could it be that you are sick?"

The conversation was almost the same as that of Yan Ye, so Xiao San didn't know how to answer, and Yan Ye's eyes on the side were once again worried, making Xiao San who noticed it feel a little troublesome, and his heart became heavier.

"It's nothing."

It was still the same answer, but I couldn't help feeling a little anxious in my heart, tired of answering such meaningless questions.

"How about going to the health room to rest?"

Looking at Xiaosan, Yan Ye couldn't help making a proposal that seemed to relieve Xiaosan's fatigue.

Sitting in the classroom, listening to the noisy conversation, Xiaosan also felt that his head seemed to be unable to bear the noise. After hearing Yan Ye's words, there seemed to be such a grain of truth, so he stood up come.

"Then, for the next class, please ask for leave for me. I'll go to the health room to have a look."

"Okay, please have a good rest."

Yan Ye naturally had no problem with this, but Wei Hua who was standing by the side couldn't help sulking, dissatisfied that Xiao San was not the one who entrusted him.

When walking out of the classroom, Makabe Masamune just walked in from outside the classroom, looking at Xiaosan with an unattractive expression, he couldn't help being startled.

"Where are you going? Why does your face look so bad?"

"Health care room, do you want to go together?"

"Uh, no need, remember to call me if you need help."

"Ah."

Xiao San, who was not in the mood to pay attention to Masamune Makabe, just raised his hand as a response to the other party, walked out of the classroom, and headed towards the health room.

When Xiaosan arrived at the health room, he reached out and knocked on the door, but found that there was no response from anyone inside.

After slowly opening the door, I found that there was indeed no one inside.

"what."

Working hours, not at the workplace, is too dedicated.

After looking at the health care room for a long time, Xiao San walked into the room. After looking for a long time, he found that there was indeed no one, so he walked slowly to the desk.

"Is there no one?"

There is a cup of tea on the desk, still warm.

Touching the cup lightly with his fingers, Xiaosan felt the temperature, closed his eyes, quietly found a seat, sat in the room, and quietly waited for the return of the health care teacher.

As for why not go to bed and lie down?

It was just because of his pure cleanliness that he thought it might be dirty.

Squinting, sitting in the health room, he stayed for a while, then couldn't help opening the window of the health room a little.

'If there is air circulation, maybe this room will be a little bit fresher, right? '

Waiting quietly, waiting, until Xiao San was about to fall asleep, the door was finally opened, and then someone entered the health care room.

A familiar figure that I had seen once appeared in front of Xiaosan, wearing a pink low-cut jacket, a black silk skirt, and a white coat. He just entered the health care room leisurely, using the same clothes as Xiaosan Eyes, looking at Xiaosan sitting in the health room.

"Huh? Is there something wrong?"

"No."

Xiaosan, who knew what was going on with him, had no intention of re-diagnosing. He glanced at the health care teacher who came in, and then answered indifferently.

"Is that sick?"

"perhaps."

"Then take the temperature first."

"unnecessary."