death is your ghost

"The little girl is allergic." The doctor placed the medicine bottle hanging on the bracket, flicked the hose, watched the drip rate return to normal, and said back. "After hanging up this bottle of medicine, there will be no serious problems, but try to avoid playing next to the grass or trees after being discharged from the hospital. The body function is relatively weak, and it is easy to be infected with microorganisms and bacteria."

"Well, okay, thank you doctor." Mo Han tucked the corner of the quilt for the little girl, took a warm water bag, rubbed it warm and put it into her IV drip.

"By the way, try not to come into contact with cats and dogs, which are also prone to infection. This allergic infection is probably caused by touching unclean cats and dogs. Children's skin is tender and easily injured." The doctor added.

Mo Han bent slightly to express his gratitude: "Okay, I got it, we will pay attention, thank you doctor."

"You're welcome. I'll ask the nurse to bring some water later. The hot water in this ward is gone." The doctor left the door with the medical book between his hands.

After a while, a young nurse came in with a medicine rack and a water bottle. Mo Han went up to her and took the water bottle in her hand.

"Thank you." The nurse thanked her. She rubbed her sore shoulders to soothe her muscles and bones. Because she was on duty for a whole day and no one came to change shifts in the afternoon, she pushed the medicine rack to the pharmacy by herself, and took it again. Holding a water bottle, the body is already overloaded.

"Hey, are you the little girl's family?" She asked curiously, it was rare to see a handsome guy in the hospital, so how could she not say a few more words.

"Oh, I'm her brother." Mo Han took a water glass and poured some hot water, and put it on the bedside cabinet to keep it cold, in case the child woke up to drink water.

"Wow, it's great to have an older brother. Someone can take care of you when you're sick, especially if you're so handsome." The nurse was full of envy. If she also had an older brother, it would be great if she could deliver meals when she was exhausted at work. .

"The cutest age difference." The nurse's eyes were already glowing.

Mo Han said "ah", the nurse suddenly came back from the fantasy, her cheeks flushed, she said embarrassedly: "No, no." Then she left without looking back.

"What did she just say?" Mo Han asked Chi Yue, who had sugar in his mouth.

Chi Yue's eyes were cold, and he changed his posture to hug his chest, and slowly approached Mo Han, with indescribably complex emotions shining in his eyes, like pride, but also a strong possessive desire.

He leaned over very quickly, forcing Mo Han to push his back against the wall with a dazed look on his face.

Chi Yue's face was almost pressed against his, and the warmth of his breath was all in Mo Han's eyes.

Damn, is tall such a bully?

The culprit swallowed the candy eloquently, and then said: "The cutest age difference, I happen to be five years older than you, fifth is a blessing, perfect match."

Chi Yue blinked mischievously, bit his lips provocatively, the sexy swan neck, and the collarbone looming under the collar, exuding a charming aura to the outside world all the time.Chi Yue's provocative ability is outstanding, and he thinks he is the level of a great god in this world. Under the warm light of ambiguity and warmth, no one will be able to resist.

Mo Han kept a safe distance from him, and said indifferently: "You're so tall."

This is a hospital, so it's okay to pay attention to the occasion, Mo Han murmured in his heart.

"What are you afraid of? Others can't see me." Chi Yue said, this is his rare advantage, okay?

Cut, I don't want to!What's wrong!snort!

"Mo Han, what's the matter? I called, and Director Cao said he won't be coming." The aunt who sent the little girl to the hospital with her just now came in and said.

Mo Han glanced at the sleeping little girl: "It's okay, allergies, just hang up the potion and it will be fine. Auntie, you go back first, I'll watch over here."

Auntie shook her head: "How can this be done? Don't you have to go to class tonight? You go back first, I'll watch here, I called Lao Chen to go to the courtyard, she will cook tonight."

After the aunt called Director Cao, she called Lao Chen again, explained the situation and asked her to help with a job tonight.

"Then, I'll go back first. There is hot water in the thermos bottle. After an hour, the potion will be ready." Mo Han closed the bed curtain left and right, said what he had to say, and greeted his aunt to see him leave the hospital .

When I got back to the courtyard, it happened that Auntie Chen had already prepared the meal, Mo Han had eaten, and was going to go back to the dormitory to pack up some things and go to school for evening self-study.

Passing through Chi Nan's room, he found the door was ajar. He gently pushed the door open, and found that the hooligan was curled up on the bed, sleeping soundly, and he was moaning all over the floor.Mo Han leaned over and saw that its eyes were closed, and its mouth was still bent as if it was smiling.

What kind of dream is this? Laughing like this.

"Smiling angel..." Mo Han muttered, absolutely.

Look at the hala on this bed, and don't get mad when Chi Nan comes back.

Mo Han put away some books in a good mood, and when he went out at 06:30, he looked at the half-covered sun in the sky, thinking that he would be able to touch Chi Yue's body in half an hour, this is what he secretly remembered Accurate time, remember the time, staring at the stopwatch makes your eyes hurt.

It's nothing, after Chi Yue became like this ghost, some of the original things don't apply, and his identity is different, so he has to remember what he needs to understand.

Yesheng's Chi Yue was always jealous in his ear and said that he remembered that Chi Nan didn't care about him like this or that.

I don't know who is the childish ghost.

Mo Han left the dormitory and passed by the door of the security room. Uncle Security called him and gave him a bottle of grape juice.

"For you to drink, it's too hot, carbonated drinks are not good for your health, so I bought this for you."

Uncle Security is alone, has no wife and children, and doesn't socialize very much in the orphanage. Only Mo Han passes by here every day to greet him, and sometimes goes in to watch TV with him. Uncle has no children, how does Mo Han feel to him? Just like his own child, he didn't know how to express his emotions. Seeing the hot weather, he bought a bottle of grape juice to quench his thirst.

"Uncle, you don't need to buy it for me. I can buy it myself." Mo Han had no parents when he was born. Seeing the uncle standing alone in the security room every day, with dry yellow skin and bloodshot pupils, I felt a pang in my heart. The sad feeling, this kind of loneliness without relatives, he also felt the same. He was kind to the uncle only out of the softness in his heart, and he didn't think about anything in return.

The uncle hissed: "I just bought it for you. If you don't take it, you will look down on uncle."

"No..." Of course Mo Han didn't mean that.

The uncle said again: "Next time you come back late, just knock on my window. Don't climb up and down. It's unsafe. Uncle will open the door for you."

Mo Han suddenly got angry, it turned out that he climbed the wall and entered the courtyard, and the uncle knew about it.

"Then thank you uncle." Mo Han was a little embarrassed, feeling a little embarrassed to be exposed.

"It's okay, take it." The uncle threw the grape juice in his hand to Mo Han, and Mo Han caught it.

"Come back to watch TV with Uncle at night, Uncle knows that you have good grades."

Mo Han said: "No problem, but uncle, I don't want to read Journey to the West anymore."

The uncle looked like am I this kind of person, waved his hands and said, "What's the point of watching it all the time? I heard it's interesting to watch The Temptation of Going Home tonight."

Three black lines across Mo Han's forehead.

……

After tonight's evening self-study, there will be no evening self-study for the third year of senior high school. The college entrance examination is only a few days away. The school will give preferential policies for the third year of senior high school, and review at home at night, so as to provide a quiet and comfortable environment for review.

The last night before the release of the trapped cage, it was a night of demons dancing wildly without thinking about it.Except for the fact that most of the liberal arts classes on the first floor of the third grade are girls, it is relatively quiet. From the second floor to the fifth floor, it is like wild beasts coming out of the jungle to carnival. The class teacher can't control it anymore.

The sky really can't stand this group of people going crazy, why don't they go to self-study at night, what's there to be excited about, it's so noisy that people can't read the book.

He bit his pen for a while, covered his ears for a while, and then he couldn't stand it anymore and cried to Mo Han, who was quietly, leisurely and completely unaffected: "Han, aren't you bothered?" The evil spirits released from hell, and the paper balls flying all over the sky wanted to smash the table silently.

Mo Han smiled: "Calm down, didn't you see that Lao Ban gave up? You are about to get out of the sea of ​​suffering, of course you are crazy."

Tian Tian looked at the students who couldn't stop, and said: "But, they have already affected my study, okay, I love to study, and I am the future pillar."

He still doesn't want to go home to study at night, facing his alcoholic father every day, he has no time to read at all.

Mo Han stopped writing, thought and said, "Can't you read the book?"

"Yes."

Mo Han threw his pen away: "Then why are you still reading? Let's go crazy together."

When the sky was in a daze, Mo Han dragged him to the podium and said, "Be quiet, the monitor has something to say to everyone."

The classroom became quiet one after another, and dozens of pairs of eyes looked at the circled sky above the podium.

The sky was pulled up inexplicably, it was not his wish at all, and now facing his classmates who have lived in the audience for almost three years, he was at a loss for words for a moment.

Mo Han whispered in his ear: "This is our last evening self-study together. The crying and laughing in the past are all over. It's up to you to decide whether the last thing you want to remember is their backs or the madness together. carnival."

As the class monitor, Tian Tian has always been very responsible. He fulfilled the duties a class monitor should have. In his three years of high school, he had no happy moments, nor did he make good friends.

His family life was unsatisfactory, and he pinned his expectations on school life and among his classmates, but they were equally unsatisfactory and unsatisfactory.

He asked his classmates to keep quiet in class, not to talk in the evening self-study, and not to discuss topics. Exercises between classes, class assignments, and homework after class must be completed on time. A sharp knife stabbed his heart hard.

Because of his unhappy family, he puts too much importance on study. He thinks that other classmates think the same as him and can empathize with him, but in the past three years, except for Mo Han, who has been at the same table with him since the third year of high school, no one Really want to make friends with him.

Mo Han once told him unintentionally that everything is not what you think.He also thought at that time that Mo Han didn't want to play with him either.

He has never experienced the meaning of high school, and learning is not the only thing to rely on.

Now, the classmates in the audience, day and night, look up and see, the appearance imprinted deep in the memory is really much better than his bad idea.

Sky cleared his throat and said, "Hi everyone, today is the last night of self-study, I hope..." He paused. "Don't fucking read books, let's bid farewell together!"

He tore off the thick grade sheets that were superimposed on the wall, and threw them into the sky, and the paper fell all over the sky in an instant.

The students in Class 21 of the third year of high school were overjoyed.All the mock exam questions, all the review materials, all the used up fountain pens, all of them are fucking discarded, and all of them are thrown into the sky, and all of them are thrown out of the window.

The deafening carnival shouts dominated the top three in the senior year. How could every student sit in their seats and play around? The classroom was full of crazy running, fighting, shouting, and laughing one after another, and some even started pranks Unfortunately, the sky became the primary target of their teasing, and he, who was a gentle man, ran all over the classroom in fright, and hearty laughter filled the entire classroom.

Mo Han also watched all this happily, this is what a senior year should look like.

Suddenly, the skinniest tall guy in the class held a black marker and looked at Mo Han treacherously.

Mo Han suddenly wiped out his smile, and stepped back step by step. "What are you doing?"

The tall one yelled: "If you want to smile in life, you have to wear some black on your body."

"Fuck!!!"

A miserable cry resounded through the sky from the third high school building.

The author has something to say:

Greedy for a while, the next day was scolded by the teacher in charge!

The next day, all the students in class 21 of the third grade ran around the school three times, but they ran as soon as they ran, who the hell made you run around and tease the female students who were watching?