Poor boy and Bai Fumei

The first thing Lin Qiao does when he wakes up in the morning and opens his eyes is to check his phone for any reply.When he saw Lu Juan's late-night text message saying he couldn't answer him, Lin Qiao's heart sank, his tears were already full, and he only needed to blink his eyes to shed them.

Lin Qiao has always been a transparent person in the class. The boys don't want to see him, they think he's hypocritical and he's a mother, and Lin Qiao doesn't want to blend in with the girls. He's used to being alone and being bullied. Rescued him in a dark alley, carried him home, applied ointment, sent him to school, and brought him meals.

Lu Juan was the first person in the class who treated him well, Lin Qiao subconsciously wanted to cling to him,

The door was knocked suddenly, Lin Qiao thought it was Lu Juan who came to pick him up, immediately jumped up happily from the bed, and limped to open the door.

But standing at the door was the idle boy who said yesterday that he would send him home.

The boy held a cup of soy milk in his hand, with an impatient look: "Why are you getting up, pack up quickly, I'll take you to school."

Seeing that it wasn't Lu Juan, Lin Qiao lowered his head in disappointment, his eyes turned red and he was about to cry again, he was not very good at dealing with others, and besides Lu Juan, he was a little afraid of the other boys in the class, including the fool in front of him.

He asked in a low voice, "Where did Lu Juan go? Why didn't he come to pick me up?"

"I don't know where he's gone. He said something happened yesterday. He just told me to pick you up in the morning, and I don't know the rest." The young man took a sip of soy milk, "Hurry up, please It will be troublesome if you are not late and caught by the dean, that old man has a lot of trouble."

Lin Qiao said sullenly: "Then why don't you go first, I'll ask the class teacher for leave and say I won't go to school today."

"Hey, why didn't you tell me earlier, if I knew you weren't going to school today, I wouldn't have gotten up so early, and you don't know what time Lu Juan called me to wake me up?" The boy couldn't stop complaining.

Lin Qiao heard a sentence clearly: Lu Juan urged him to get up to pick him up.

All the grievances from seeing the message in the morning dissipated, and Lin Qiao's heart bubbled with joy, suppressing the smile on the corner of his mouth and apologizing to the boy.

"sorry for bothering you."

Seeing Lin Qiao's attitude of apologizing, the young man couldn't complain anymore, he waved his hand: "It's nothing, no need to apologize. Then...then I'll go first?"

Lin Qiao waved to him obediently: "Goodbye."

After seeing off the boy, Lin Qiao went back to the room and took out his mobile phone to send a text message to the head teacher to ask for leave, and then send a text message to Lu Juan.

He stared at the screen and hesitated for a while, not knowing what to send Lu Juan.

"What are you doing?"

"My feet still hurt, so I will ask the teacher for leave today and not go to school."

"But I'm going to the hospital in a while."

In fact, his subconscious intention of posting this paragraph was to let Lu Juan care about him, it would be even better if he said that he would help send him to the hospital.

But Lu Juan did not reply for a long time.