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With such fingers, she carefully felt Tang Qingyi's body temperature.

"I, I can't feel it." Tang Tang looked at Tang Qingyi anxiously, "Is it really uncomfortable?"

"Do you want to go to the infirmary to have a look?"

The slender fingers protruded on the forehead again, seemingly restrained pecking kisses.

The low temperature brought a different kind of ironing to the skin, and Tang Qing also subconsciously wanted to feel it longer.

She raised her hand to hold the girl's fingers, clasping the thin white fingers in her palm.

Before the girl could react, she slowly put her head on the girl's shoulder, pressed the other hand on the thin back, and rubbed the girl forcefully into her arms.

She pressed her forehead against Tang Tang's neck, feeling the pulsation of the girl's blood vessels, and looked sleepy.

"I don't want to go." Tang Qingyi's voice was very soft and suppressed.

"Tang Qingyi..." The girl was worried, "Is it okay if you don't go?"

Tang Tang didn't care about Tang Qingyi's strength.

She loves being hugged like that.

Tang Qingyi's breath was in her ears, and she stretched herself up instinctively. Tang Qingyi's palm on her back was hot through the thin coat, making her tremble.

But soon, she tried her best to relax her body so that Tang Qing could feel more comfortable.

"It's okay." Tang Qing also closed his eyes.

"Want to drink water?"

"I don't want to." Tang Qingyi rubbed his forehead against the side of the girl's neck, and his lips were almost against the smooth skin.

Between the opening and closing of the lips, he kissed lightly without knowing it, and the corner of his mouth seemed to be smacking the white tender place after the words fell.

"Don't move. That's it... it will be fine in a while."

"It will be fine in a while."

Where Tang Qing also touched, small sparks flowed and crackled, burning Tang Tang's collarbone to the back of his neck, turning red.

Tang Tang's eyelashes trembled, but her hands slowly stroked Tang Qingyi's back.

From the shoulder blades to the back of the waist, gently and patiently, and finally, pat Tang Qingyi's back.

[Like coaxing me. ]

[Coax me like you are coaxing a child. ]

Tang Qing also heard a few whispers in the class, probably saying, "Is Tang Qingyi sick? Why is his head on Tang Tang's shoulders."

"She usually has a cold face, and she only talks to Tang Tang a few times. It seems that she really has a good relationship."

Tang Qing also clasped Tangtang's fingers, and the pulp of his thumb fell on the soft palm.

"Do you feel better now?" Tang Tang asked softly when Tang Qingyi's actions disturbed the girl.

"Hmm." Tang Qing was silent for a long time, and responded in a muffled voice.

Obviously, it is Tang Tang who really deserves a good hug.

To be hugged warmly and firmly.

But... Now it was she who was comforted by the slow voice.

The slightest self-abandonment rose in Tang Qingyi's heart.

What followed was a sharp backlash, making the tingling pain in the blood vivid.

The Tang Tang who has never met her, the Tang Tang who has not gotten rid of Lu Qianlan, the Tang Tang who is staying at his uncle's house...

Why did she take a year off from school?

She is so weak and timid that she dares not even speak loudly, anyone can hurt her.

——She... how scared she must be.

Why wasn't the me at that time by Tangtang's side.

On the contrary... Let Tang Tang, who struggled alone in despair and helplessness for four years, finally stood shyly and happily in front of her.

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The boy found that Tang Qing also became closer to Tang Tang.

Even Tang Qing was as cold and reticent as ever, not even smiling at Tang Tang.

But... the atmosphere between them is quietly changing.

It was an indescribable feeling.

Depicted in color, perhaps the cold mint green is used as a thin base, and the high-saturation floating colors of crimson and orange are permeated day by day, becoming more intense and brighter.

Tang Qing is also leading such changes.

Although the changes come slowly and long, they are not without trace.

Tang Tang has always had a puzzling admiration and gratitude for Tang Qingyi. She always behaves soft and lively in front of Tang Qingyi, as if this will make her more pleasing.

Tang Qing also accepts and lets go of such feelings, and occasionally responds.

But recently, probably since the gentle hug a few days ago, Tang Qing has also come alive like a pool of stagnant water that has been fiddled with.

She focused on Tang Tang for longer and longer, and read the book in her hand more and more slowly.

She began to release some messages constantly, using clumsy simple dialogues or poor body language to imply that Tang Tang needed Tang Tang.

Tang Qingyi's expression was reserved and calm, without showing anything on his face.

But the boy noticed that her eyes were becoming more and more gentle, melting a little bit, as if listening carefully, he could hear the dripping sound.

"I don't want to do morning exercises." Tang Qingyi in the front seat said lightly.

"Morning exercises will be counted in attendance." Tang Tang comforted, "The weather is very good today, it will be very comfortable to stay outside."

Tang Qingyi's voice turned cold, "There are a lot of people."

"Then the two of us will slow down a little bit, and wait for everyone to form a team on the playground before going down, okay?"

The two of them didn't realize it, but Tangtang's mouth habit was getting worse.

She is very used to communicating with Tang Qingyi with words like "good or bad", her tone is gentle and soft, and the ending tune is full of sweetness.

The last time the boy heard a similar tone was when his sister-in-law coaxed his three or four-year-old niece not to make trouble.