The sweet smell of citrus

"You don't even drink ginger soup now!"

Song Yi glanced at the bowl of tea with an unknown taste, then picked up his pen again, "Modern research has not clearly shown that ginger soup can drive away cold."

"Most people think that ginger soup can drive away the cold, but it's because ginger soup has a spicy taste, so they speculate—"

"Then I am the majority!"

It's still early, no, it should be said, it's very early, there is almost no one in the classroom, Song Yi who just opened the door, and Cheng Jialan who was full and studying so early in the morning were there.

So Cheng Jialan's actions can be said to be very presumptuous.

She immediately grabbed Song Yi's elbow, "I just let you drink ginger soup because I think it will keep the cold away. I cut the ginger!"

"Very hard work!"

She used the same routine again, Song Yi couldn't help but look back, the girl's black pupils were shining brightly, looking at her eagerly.

"..."

"Just a little!" Cheng Jialan stretched out his hand and compared the amount, "Just a little!"

A strong girl is afraid of being pestered by her husband, not to mention, Song Yi is not a strong girl.

Some people coaxed that there are kings who have been poisoned by intestinal poison, let alone a cup of ginger tea?

She really has to drink, if she doesn't drink, some classmates will come, and even if someone comes...it won't look good.

However, after not drinking this kind of thing for a long time, the first time I taste it, I feel that the taste is not as terrible as before.

It turns out that sometimes, if you try something from a long time ago, the same thing, the feeling you get before and after may be completely different.

"How is it, is it good to drink?"

She hurriedly came up to him, looking like she was watching the excitement.

Song Yi held his temper and hummed slowly, "It's okay."

"Then I'll bring it to you every day from now on?"

"...Then there's no need for it." Song Yi drank the tea in one gulp. The acrid taste rose from her throat, and her voice changed slightly, "By the way, I brought you something too."

"Huh?" Cheng Jialan's eyes lit up.

Song Yi reached out, and took out a box of milk from the small bag in the drawer, which was pasted by many warm babies, and put it on Cheng Jialan's desk.

It's not the first time to express kindness to others like this, but it's the first time that my mind is pure to blank.

Song Yi paused for a moment, not knowing what to say, and finally only summed it up in two words, "You drink."

After finishing speaking, Song Yi seemed to feel that this was a bit embarrassing, and soon began to write quickly.

Cheng Jialan was left alone, holding the warm baby and milk, his eyes thoughtful.

In Cheng Jialan's view, Song Yi is a very, very well-measured person.

I have a good relationship with many classmates, but I also keep a distance from many people.

but……

Ever since she fell ill, the distance between her and Song Yi seemed to be getting smaller and smaller.

is what happened?

what.

Was it because after she left, the squad leader felt lonely and bored, and suddenly discovered the benefits of having her around?

Strange.

but--

The straw popped through the small tin foil, and Cheng Jialan took small sips of the milk that was still warm, not to mention, this kind of heart is quite delicious.

The snow was falling outside the window. From the corner of my eye, Song Yi watched Cheng Jialan bite the straw flat, and complained childishly in his heart, and slowly raised the corners of his mouth.

Inexplicably, the small barrier between Song Yi and Cheng Jialan was broken.

At this moment, everything is extremely easy.

Chapter 38 Since you are curious, why not come with me?

The weather is getting colder and winter is here.

Everyone even changed their school uniforms into fleece. Cheng Jialan caught a cold some time ago, and Cheng Weiguo was worried that Cheng Jialan would 'return to his old ways', so he asked her to wear more.

Girls are always rebellious, and feel that their parents have a lot of control, and they have to take care of this!He kept complaining in front of Song Yi: "It's so easy to get sick!"

Song Yi stared at her for a while, then said, "Didn't you catch a cold last week?"

"It's cold, wear more if your body is weak."

"!" Cheng Jialan raised his small fist, "I'm not weak, I've always been in good health."

"Oh." Song Yi nodded seriously, "You are in good health."

"..."

Felt like I was being mocked.

Cheng Jialan wanted to say something else, but what Song Yi said was ahead of her, "If you get sick next time, I won't be able to sit with you, and I won't be able to see you."

"The weather is too cold recently, I am weak and easily infected."

Cheng Jialan:!

"Do you feel unwell recently?" Cheng Jialan pulled Song Yi's clothes anxiously, feeling that they were quite thick, "If you feel weak, you must be careful, so as not to be infected by other people."

While talking, Cheng Jialan found that Song Yi had been looking at her.

"Okay, I'll come here wearing an extra dress tomorrow, and the monitor should stop looking at me like this!"

She probably doesn't know that the way she talks like this looks like a baby.

Song Yi lowered his eyes, and the nib of the pen was scribbling quickly on the test paper. Recently, she has become more and more fond of acting like a baby in front of her.

"I don't think much of you." Song Yi still said in a worried tone, "It's just that it's hard to be sick."

The two were leaning against the window, talking in a low voice, Cheng Jialan laughed exaggeratedly from time to time, and the squad leader on the other side looked at her with a smile.

Of course, the point is not the squad leader's smile, but—

Since when did the monitor have such a good relationship with the transfer students?When did you laugh again...so silly?