What to do if you are allergic to your boyfriend

The same blue note, but not the original one.

Yu Jian looked at the post-it note, a little lost in thought.

He would write down important things on a note. Seeing that Chi Yan had a bad cough that day, he silently recited it many times in his heart. He had to remember to bring cold medicine and sugar for Chi Yan, but he was still worried that he would forget, so he took post-it notes Make a note of it.

Yu Jian stared at the post-it note for a long time, read that sentence over and over again, and put it away when he saw that he no longer knew the words behind it. He unconsciously curled the corners of his mouth, and carefully clipped the post-it note back , After thinking about it, I took it out again, opened one of my favorite sketchbooks, turned to the middle page, and put the post-it note in it.

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It's the end of December, maybe it's because of the upcoming winter vacation, the class is filled with a happy atmosphere, mixed with noisy and exciting discussions like sparrows, discussing games, lucky money, or making an appointment to go to a nearby place to play Children, of course, are more under the table, avoiding the teacher's eyes, secretly exchanging apples.

The girls in the class were all holding colorful tinfoil paper with glittering gold powder on it, and secretly passed it on during the few minutes after class.

Bi Fei was holding a lot of colorful decorative papers in his hand, piled up into a hill, and an apple stood precariously on the top of the hill, and he wobbled towards Yu Jian: "Here, brother Jian, hurry up , the top one is for you."

Yu Jian quickly took the top apple: "Why did you give me the apple?"

Bi Fei groaned, thinking that brother Jian was really stupid for doing his homework, and said, "Isn't tonight Christmas Eve, tomorrow is Christmas."

Yu Jian let out an oh, thinking that it was no wonder today was much more lively than usual, the girls in the class were all holding colorful papers.

When he was about to put away the drawers, Bi Fei stuffed a lot of them in his hands to him: "Here, these are yours too."

Yu Jian frantically took over the colorful decorative paper, ahed for some unknown reason, and looked up at Bi Fei suspiciously.

Bi Fei raised his chin and pointed to the girls who were peeking at Yu Jian by the window: "They gave it to you."

Bi Fei is also tired of these girls. It’s okay to write colorful love letters every day and ask him to pass them on. At Christmas, he also asks him to pass on apples. The colorful decorative paper sounds thorny, and he doesn’t understand it. How beautiful are these papers.

What's more, old Liu Ming ordered to forbid doing these things and said that we should put our minds on study. This morning, let's talk about it for a long time, and the dean is also patrolling to see which class students are doing these fancy things. If you catch one, you will be there She was forced to stand at the door of the classroom for a long time.

He was passing the apples at great risk.

Following Bi Fei's gaze, Yu Jian turned to look at the girls by the window, smiled and nodded to them as a thank you.

The original owner didn't like to laugh. After Yu Jian came here, he rarely talked to his classmates. This was the first time people around him saw him laughing.

Yu Jian has canine teeth, which are exposed when she smiles, and she looks cute.

The small group of girls by the window hissed, red clouds flew up on their faces, and they covered their mouths in flattery.

No, didn't it mean that class two Yu Jian's fierce eyes could kill people, isn't it the same as the rumors? !

This smile is too sweet, the dimples are so pretty, oh my god, how fierce, this is simply a gentle little angel!

A lot of girls left screaming.

Chi Yan looked away from the window and threw the book on the table.

Yu Ke pulled the colorful and purple decorative paper in Chi Yan's drawer, revealing the big and round apples inside, and sighed, "Brother Chi, go open a fruit shop and make a fortune by selling apples."

Chi Yan ignored him, and cast a cold glance at Yu Jian, until he saw that he had put all the apples in the drawer, picked up a pen and started to do his homework, then snorted and looked away.

"Jingle Bell--"

When the bell rang for the end of get out of class, the two of them looked at each other, walked out of the classroom one after the other, and were going to find Dr. Chen.

The two originally made an appointment to go tomorrow Saturday, but Chi Yan kept urging the time to advance, and it happened that there was no evening self-study on Friday night, so the two agreed to go together after class in the afternoon.

Chi Yan called and learned that Uncle Chen was off today, so the two went directly to his house to find him.

The second middle school ended late in the afternoon, and the last class ended at six o'clock, and it was dark early in winter, and it was already evening when the two of them walked out.

Chi Yan and Yu Jian walked in tandem in tacit understanding, Chi Yan led the way, and Yu Jian walked within just enough distance to see him without being allergic.

Little red lanterns have been hung on the street, blingbling is shining, and Santa Claus with a white beard, with a gift bag on his body, is smiling and walking on the street to give small gifts to people. There are also snowflakes and Christmas decorations in the window. cap stickers.

Yu Jianha let out a breath of air, and followed Chi Yan's pace.

He thought for a while, took out his phone and sent Chi Yan a message.

"Today is Christmas."

Chi Yan had already reached the traffic light. He turned his head to look at Yu Jian who had just turned the corner. He felt the vibration of his mobile phone. He took out his mobile phone and shook his head in disdain.

"What's so good about Christmas."

He was just about to click send, thought about it and then deleted it bit by bit, typing:

"Well, the little presents from Santa Claus on the side of the road are very pretty."

When the green light turned on, Chi Yan put away his phone and crossed the road.

After crossing the road, Chi Yan turned his head, only to find that there was only a rush of people and cars, and Yu Jian was nowhere to be seen.

Chi Yan frowned, picked up his phone and quickly typed: "Where are you?"

Chi Yan stood where he was and waited for 2 minutes.

There was still a steady stream of people on the opposite side, and there was no Yu Jian in the crowd. Chi Yan became more and more anxious, frequently raised his eyes to look at his watch, and called Yu Jian directly.

No one on the other side answered.

Chi Yan hissed, his heart was like an ant on a hot pot, he couldn't be more anxious.

He was just about to lift his feet and walk back the same way, when suddenly someone grabbed the hem of his clothes. He turned his head and saw a familiar figure.

Yu Jian pulled his sleeve and looked at him, her face was flushed, which slowly and quickly turned into red spots, and a large area of ​​red spots appeared on her neck.

Chi Yan immediately took a step back, surprised and angry, "Where have you been, you... stay away from me!"

After Chi Yan finished speaking, he quickly stepped back until Yu Jian was out of sight, and then through the long traffic, he took out his mobile phone and sent a message to Yu Jian, intending to ask him why he went there just now.

Really, the two of them were separated by a long distance, and Yu Jian herself was a road idiot, she refused to answer the phone calls, did not reply to the text messages, and did not follow him closely, what if she really lost it?

You are still so close to yourself, don't you know that you are not feeling well?Don't you know how uncomfortable it is?

Chi Yan was anxious and angry, and poked the screen fiercely, as if he was going to poke a hole in the screen. He just finished typing and was about to send, when someone grabbed him again by the corner of his clothes.

Panting, Yu Jian lowered her head, bent over and grabbed the corner of his clothes with one hand, and held a small apple with some pits in the other.

He straightened up, held up the apple, faced Chi Yan, and said to Chi Yan word by word: "Merry Christmas."

Chi Yan was stunned, looking at the small, muddy-looking apple in front of him, he was suddenly at a loss for words.

He ran so far, in such a cold day, to buy an apple for himself?

Yu Jian raised his head, the erythema on his face became more and more obvious, the pimple on his neck made him uncomfortable, and the feeling of powerlessness swept over his whole body.

He forced himself to speak: "There don't seem to be many fruit shops in this street. I searched for a long time and found it in a small corner on the corner of the street."

"The owner said that all the apples in the store were sold out, and only this one was left. It's a bit small and not very pretty."

"I have never celebrated Christmas. This is the first time. I heard that giving apples means peace. Although this apple is full of bumps, it should not affect it."

"Merry Christmas."

Yu Jian hissed, bit his lip again, and kept silent for Chi Yan to hear. Whether he felt uncomfortable seeing Chi Yan, or felt itchy when he met Chi Yan, he would stand in front of Chi Yan. Handed him the apple with his own hands, looked into his gray eyes and said blessings to him.

Holding the apple in his hand, Chi Yan looked at Yu Jian in a daze. After a long while, he cursed secretly and retreated. He ran all the way, and stopped at the end of the street, panting.

He wiped the sweat off his head, leaned against the wall, clenched the apple tightly in his hand, stared at the apple for a few seconds, his eyes fluctuated, and after a while, he took out his mobile phone and typed:

"Merry Christmas."

Fool.

He murmured softly.

The two walked into the community one after the other, Chi Yan got on the elevator, and Yu Jian followed him to the next elevator and went up to the 21st floor.

Hearing the knock on the door, Uncle Chen opened the door, saw Chi Yan standing at the door, smiled and nodded to let him in.

Chi Yan hurried in so that Yu Jian could come in quickly.

Yu Jian was sitting on the sofa, while Chi Yan was standing on the balcony farthest from the sofa. The balcony window was opened a crack, and the wind gently blew in, blowing his fine hair. Began to concentrate on listening to two people talking.

Uncle Chen had already put on his glasses, and while listening to Yu Jian's narration, he nodded slightly, turning his head from time to time to ask some specific symptoms and details in a low voice, and sitting and recording on paper with a pen.

Chi Yan suddenly felt a little irritable.

Both of them seemed to agree to the explanation of mental allergies, but what if, he meant what if, what if it wasn't what they thought, it was indeed a physical allergy, then what should we do.

Chi Yan grabbed two handfuls of hair, shook his head and waved away those messy thoughts in his heart, wondering when did he start to be so sentimental, and he was moaning.

Dr. Chen nodded, took off his glasses, sorted the case folder and papers in his hands, and said to Chi, "It's done."

Chi Yan was startled, and just as he was about to walk over, he hissed and then retracted, looking at Dr. Chen hesitantly: "The result... what is it?"