Old Gong secretly loves me [Rebirth]

Qiao Heng took the opponent's hand and put it on his back, and when he felt the weight behind his back, he supported the opponent's knee and stood up.

Zhou Qingyue was sweating profusely, and he couldn't help wrapping his hands around the opponent's neck in an attempt to arch to relieve the pain.

The other party's voice rang in my ear: "It's okay, let's go to the school infirmary."

There is an access control between the first and second floors of the dormitory building. Qiao Heng dragged people up, knocked on the door to wake up the dormitory supervisor, and frightened the dormitory supervisor so much that he couldn't even hold the key.

After opening the door, Qiao Heng rushed down, Zhou Qingyue couldn't help but retracted a hand against his stomach to relieve the pain.

The street lights outside are sparsely shining on the road, and there are occasional Zen calls on both sides, which is extraordinarily peaceful.

But the only two people outside were obviously not in the mood. The distance between the school doctor's office and the men's dormitory really straddled the campus. No. 100 Middle School was not small, and Qiao Heng rushed all the way to the school doctor's office door with a load weighing more than [-] kilograms on his back.

There was only one light at the door in the middle of the night, and a piece of paper was pasted on the door.

If you can’t find the school doctor, please call 153*****

Qiao Heng put the man down and let him lean against the wall.He picked up his mobile phone and called, but he couldn't get through, so he called the dormitory supervisor and explained the situation to the dormitory supervisor. The dormitory supervisor hurriedly said that he would be there in 2 minutes, and said that he would drive him to the hospital.

Zhou Qingyue leaned against the wall, curled up into a ball, his hair was already wet with sweat.

Qiao Heng knelt down to look at him, and put his hand on his shoulder, "I'll ask the housekeeper to take us to the hospital, you wait a little longer." Just after he finished speaking, his hand was held, and Zhou Qingyue closed his eyes, as if it was just because of the pain Unconsciously seek comfort.

Zhou Qingyue's palms were slightly sweating because of the pain, and the palms were also very warm, trembling a little.

The other party's wet eyelashes trembled slightly, making him look a little more fragile, not the same as the little pacesetter standing upright in the sun.

Qiao Heng stretched out his hand to shake back comfortingly, "Zhou Qingyue?"

After a long while, Zhou Qingyue raised his strength and responded softly.

These 2 minutes seemed unusually long, until the supervisor drove over in a hurry.

"what happened?"

Qiao Heng pulled him up and half hugged him, "He said his stomach hurts."

The supervisor looked back at Zhou Qingyue's pale face and frowned: "The pain is so bad? Have you taken any medicine? I'll drive and take him to the hospital for a checkup. You help him into the car. What shift is his name? , I will contact your head teacher."

Qiao Heng: "School one and one in high school, Zhou Qingyue, the head teacher seems to be surnamed Xie."

The steward drove the car out, walked around and opened the door, and asked Qiao Heng to help Zhou Qingyue in.Hearing this, the dormitory manager was puzzled: "It seems? You don't even remember your homeroom teacher."

He also stepped into the car, turned sideways to support Zhou Qingyue, and explained lightly: "I'm not in the same class as him."

The dormitory manager closed the car door, got in the car and started the car while looking for the class teacher's phone number in the address book.

"It's not in the same class. Do you want to call your head teacher too? You're leaving school in the middle of the night."

"No, I'll just send a message to the class teacher later."

The hostess called Mr. Xie, but no one answered.

Zhou Qingyue's pain passed for a while, and it seemed that the pain was not that great, so he quietly leaned against Qiao Heng to gather strength.

Listen to the housekeeper and Qiao Heng talking.

"Which dormitory? Didn't the dormitory manager call the head teacher? I can't get through the phone."

Qiao Heng thought about Zhou Qingyue's dormitory, "Boys Building 202 and 209"

The housekeeper asked suspiciously: "Don't you live with him? Are you his friend?"

Qiao Heng: "..."

He lowered his eyes, hiding the emotion in them.If it really counts as a relationship, Zhou Qingyue is a friend of his roommate.

Just after the hostess finished asking, the phone finally got through, so I told Mr. Xie about the situation, and didn't care about Qiao Heng's answer.

Teacher Xie was a little impatient to be woken up in his sleep, "Is anyone watching?"

"Yes, there are, but they are students in Class Two, Mr. Xie, won't you come?"

"As long as there is, I won't go there if it's far away. I'll go see him tomorrow." After finishing speaking, he hung up the phone.

The supervisor looked at the phone and was stunned. Is this the head teacher?All the other classes volunteered to accompany the students, and they didn't ask a single word for this question.

Although Zhou Qingyue didn't open his eyes, he never heard Qiao Heng's answer.Although he knew that they did not have any contact now, he was just a little angry for no reason.

It wasn't until the supervisor hung up the phone that Qiao Heng said, "Yes."

In a word, Zhou Qingyue managed to laugh away the little bit of energy he had accumulated.

Why didn't he find Qiao Heng so cute before.

Qiao Heng's body froze instantly, Zhou Qingyue was laughing at him?

Zhou Qingyue didn't speak loudly, but in Qiao Heng's ear, he heard it clearly, and said with a smile, "Yes, we still grew up together."

The housekeeper said with emotion: "It's so good. I grew up on my own, and I didn't grow up as a child."

Qiao Heng coughed twice and turned his face away, as if he was a little embarrassed.

The homeroom teacher was not responsible, and the boarding house couldn't leave the two minors behind. It wasn't until Zhou Qingyue took the medicine that he was hung up on the water that the boarding house was relieved.

It didn't take long for Zhou Qingyue to take the IV, and his stomach felt much more comfortable, and there was no such severe pain.

Just as the dormitory officer was free, he answered the phone again, and some students complained of diarrhea.He felt that he was going to be bald early, so he could only ask Qiao Heng to take care of the patient first, and he would go back to school first.The school doctor is not here tonight, so he is crazy busy.

There were not many people in the infusion room in the middle of the night, and there was no one around their corner.

The back of Zhou Qingyue's clothes were all wet before, and Qiao Heng also bought a cotton towel and stuffed it behind his back to avoid catching a cold after sweating.

The two of them haven't spoken since they got off the car, but they seem to be a little closer than before, unlike the strangers before.

Zhou Qingyue leaned on the chair, sweating all over, and after tossing and tossing for so long, sleepiness welled up in his eyes, and suddenly heard Qiao Heng say,

"Actually, we met a long time ago."

Zhou Qingyue was confused: "When?"

Qiao Heng looked at him and nodded, "Maybe you don't remember. You and Chen Guangyi were in the supermarket. At that time, I heard the voice and looked back. I didn't expect you to be in the class next to mine."

Zhou Qingyue was about to fall asleep, and forced his willpower back a little, "Well... I didn't expect you to be here."

Shouldn't Qiao Heng, as the proud son of heaven, receive education in a big city? As soon as he thought about it, he was suppressed by sleepiness.

Qiao Heng lowered his head and said indifferently: "I always feel that you seem to be avoiding me all the time. Did I do something to make you hate?"

Zhou Qingyue was clever when he heard this sentence, but he still pretended to be innocent and looked over, "Huh?"

Qiao Heng has always been straightforward about what he wants to know.

When he first got together with Qiao Heng, Qiao Heng also said this sentence, and asked him, "You seem to be avoiding me?", staring at him with deep eyes, and continued: "You said you wanted to pursue me, Why are you avoiding me now?"

At that time, he looked down at the floor, "...I'm afraid you will find me annoying."

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Qiao Heng was very helpless, looked at Zhou Qingyue and was distracted again, stretched out his hand and shook it in front of his eyes.

Zhou Qingyue came back to his senses, looked at the immature Qiao Heng, and said perfunctorily: "Maybe it's because I think that a cold person like you doesn't like to be with others."

Qiao Heng smiled in relief, "Why do you think so, am I very cold?"

A more mature voice in Zhou Qingyue's mind overlapped with his, but it was only frowning,

Why do you think so, I don't find you annoying.

Zhou Qingyue: "..." It was quite aloof.

Qiao Heng was silent, a little helpless and a little lost, "I want to talk to you, but you don't seem to like talking to me."

Zhou Qingyue immediately sat up straight, and asked in disbelief: "Ah? What do you mean? Do you want to be friends with me?"

Qiao Heng looked at him, and nodded firmly under Zhou Qingyue's gaze.