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Before the second class, Qin Lingshu took a stack of music scores and asked the group leader to help her distribute them. She stood on the podium and patted the blackboard, pointed to a few words on the blackboard and said: "Students, the seventh singing competition, The whole school will not be divided into groups. There is still one month left for the preliminaries. In addition to the holidays, the finals will probably be postponed to March and April next year. In addition to the compulsory song "Singing the Motherland", Teacher Lin chose three songs for us. Let's see. Which one to watch."

Shu Jiyue looked at the score and tapped her fingers on the table, humming two bars.

"Mr. Lin's must-sing song means split-part piano accompaniment. Everyone should be able to sing this song. It's not too difficult. The selected songs are expressed in the form of acapella. Let's take a look and the group leader will help me count. Statistics, I will give feedback to the teacher." Qin Lingshu stepped off the podium and returned to her seat, and said, "It's within today."

In fact, what to sing is not important to He Xing and the group of men. What they are most interested in now is how much Jiang Yan, the first grade crush diary, can sell.

Jiang Yan didn't seem to mind at all, Xi Zhikong was lying on the table to sleep, he supported his head to watch him sleep, focused and serious as if there was an enchantment behind him, filtering out unnecessary sounds, leaving only Xi Zhikong's nose Subtle snoring.

When eating at noon, a few people packed food and went to the milk tea shop to buy drinks. Jiang Yan called Jiang Zhehui aside, looked around and said: "Crush Diary, buy it at a high price."

Jiang Zhehui pushed his glasses and said calmly, "Did Sun Chenxuan go out to sell?"

"That's right! I posted a circle of friends, and I thought it was because you were thin-skinned, so I was too embarrassed to sell it yourself - how about a friendship price for the protagonist?"

"It was originally written about you, so take it if you want it." Jiang Zhehui was straightforward, glanced at Sun Chenxuan who was walking towards the dining table with two glass bottles not far away, and said, "Just remember me as a favor."

"My favor is very expensive—"

Jiang Zhehui glanced back, paused for a moment, and said with a smile: "Then I'll sell it."

"Hey! Hey you, I'm joking, just kidding," Jiang Yan chased after him and patted him on the shoulder in two or three steps: "Remember to give it to me when you go back to the classroom!"

After school in the afternoon, the group leaders handed over the statistics to Qin Lingshu, who was stopped by Shu Jiyue as soon as she took a few steps outside with her schoolbag on her back.

He hung a schoolbag strap on one shoulder, and solemnly expressed his willingness to help Qin Lingshu deliver materials. Qin Lingshu was about to rush to rehearse the New Year's Day program, and neatly stuffed a stack of A4 paper into his palm, Said: "Then I will trouble Classmate Shu."

"No trouble, I'm going to the Ideological and Political Office by the way."

After giving the things to Shu Jiyue, Qin Lingshu looked him up and down thoughtfully, and asked him: "Jiang Yan won or Xi Zhikong won?"

Shu Jiyue still had a polite smile on his face, he pulled his schoolbag and said, "It seems to be a mess."

It was getting late, and the lights in the office of the Ideological and Political Department were still on. The security guard went to the door with a flashlight and knocked on the door, but no one responded. He tried to push in again, only to find that the door was locked from the inside.

He asked loudly, "Is there anyone else in there?"

Lin Tongrui grasped the edge of the table with both hands and gradually tightened it. His trousers were hanging on the bend of his legs. He gritted his teeth and said, "Uncle Liu, go and do your work first. I...I'm working overtime..."

Shu Jiyue bent down and bit his shoulder, leaving a row of teeth marks, put her hand on his waist and said softly, "Ms. Lin lied."

Hearing the security guard's footsteps walking away, Lin Tongrui grabbed Shu Jiyue's hand that was walking on his chest, turned around and scolded: "Otherwise I'm going to tell him that I'm having sex with someone in the office?! You fucking-uh... "

Shu Jiyue smiled softly, grabbed his wrist with her backhand and hugged him, leaned over and blocked his next words with her lips.

……

At eight o'clock in the evening, Xi Zhikong was writing his homework and found his head was dizzy. When Jiang Yan handed him the phone, he saw that it was Jiang Wen's call. He shook his head and answered it.

Jiang Wen moved to live with him and Jiang Yan's grandma in the small villa in the east of Lianguangji City, and only two days after moving in, she worriedly called twice a day on time.

She felt that Jiang Yan was spoiled by her since she was a child, and if the two of them lived together, they would definitely be the one to be taken care of, so she called specially to have a word with Xi Zhikong.

"Xiaokong, don't spoil him when you live with Yanyan. If he is too lazy, you can tell auntie that you can wash your clothes in the washing machine in the past. Don't tire yourself out."

No matter how Xi Zhikong heard this, he felt that something was wrong, he frowned and agreed.

With the hands-free on, Jiang Yan didn't feel that he could lose face, but was very happy. He said to Jiang Wen, "Mom, don't worry, I will definitely not cause trouble for Xiao Kong, and I will take good care of him."

"You'd better be!" Then Jiang Wen didn't speak, Xi Zhikong thought the signal was broken, he turned on the screen and looked at it, and suddenly heard her say: "Hang up, remember to call auntie if you need anything." , Xiao Kong, did you hear that?"

"Ah, ah, good auntie..."

The phone hung up from there, Xi Zhikong returned the phone to Jiang Yan, drank a glass of water and continued to do his homework.

Because of the traffic renovation near the school, they didn't have evening self-study in the first semester of the first year of high school, and they were ready to go to bed after studying until ten o'clock.Xi Zhikong seemed particularly tired, he didn't even have time to chat with Jiang Yan after finishing his homework, and fell asleep lying on the pillow after washing up.

Jiang Yan turned the man over again, tucked him in the quilt and lay down beside him to sleep.

Xi Zhikong didn't sleep well all night, Jiang Yan was woken several times by him murmuring and stretching out his hand.He leaned closer to hear what he was talking about in his sleep, and leaned over to hear him humming a few times and then nothing happened.He simply took his arm under the quilt and put it on his waist, and then leaned over to hug him to sleep.

The two of them hugged each other until [-] o'clock before dawn when Jiang Yan woke up.

He was woken up by the high temperature of the person in his arms.

At [-] o'clock in the evening, he said that he would take good care of Xi Zhikong. Less than twelve hours later, he "take care" of him with a fever. Jiang Yan found a thermometer in the bedside table and shook it. To the armpit, the quilt was pulled over to cover him, leaned over and asked in his ear: "Empty? Is it uncomfortable?"

Xi Zhikong was a little dizzy from the fever, but his consciousness was actually quite clear.He opened his eyes, and just after taking a rough look at Jiang Yan's worried expression, he closed his eyes again and said weakly, "I'm a little cold."

Jiang Yan then hugged him with the quilt in his arms again, rubbed his chin to his forehead and felt the high body temperature, and said distressedly: "Brother holds you, it won't be cold in a while, let's take your temperature first, good boy .”

"Hmm..." Xi Zhikong curled his arms and legs under the blanket, hugging his arms, and slipped into Jiang Yan's arms again.

When the thermometer showed 38 degrees, Jiang Yan quickly twisted a towel and put it on his forehead, poured a glass of warm water and sat by the bed to call him.

"Empty, drink some water and go to sleep."

Xi Zhikong moved, but he just kept digging into the quilt, and wiped the towel off his forehead on the back. Jiang Yan quickly put down the glass again and hugged him outside, and put the towel back on.

He took a water glass and approached Xi Zhikong, coaxing him patiently, "Kong Kong, be good, drink some water——"

"Oh, I don't want to drink now..." Xi Zhikong stretched out his hand to block it in a daze, and almost knocked over a glass of water on the quilt. Jiang Yan smiled helplessly, put down the water glass and bent down to straighten his messy hair , said in his ear:

"Okay, okay, don't drink, you go to bed first, brother will accompany you."

Xi Zhikong nodded, and muttered in a hoarse voice: "It's still cold, come under the bed." He stepped back to make way for half of the bed.

Jiang Yan lifted the quilt and went in, leaned his upper body on the bedside table, lowered his head and kissed him on the cheek and said, "Go to sleep."

The faces of the people around him were flushed with heat and they were not sleeping soundly. One arm was tightly wrapped around his arm, and Xi Kong leaned towards him as soon as he moved.Looking at the time, it was almost seven o'clock, and he hesitated to call Jiang Wen.

He called early in the morning, and Jiang Wen answered and asked what happened.

This question made Jiang Yan feel guilty, he coughed lightly and said: "Mom... Well, Xiaokong has a fever, you may come over if you have time in the afternoon."

"Have a fever?! Is it serious?" Jiang Wen's rustling voice came from the other side, "I'm coming now, he didn't have breakfast, right? Wait for me later, I'll ask the driver to bring me over. "

Jiang Yan hurriedly said again: "Mom, don't come here now. It's early in the morning. I'm going to go to class. I'll come back at noon. I just want to ask you what I use—"

Jiang Wen stopped tidying her hair and interrupted him loudly: "Are you still going to class?!"

"not me--"

"Okay, okay! You wait until I come here before you leave, I'll call your teacher to ask for leave! How do you take care of others, you have a fever just now... You are as unreliable as your father!"

Jiang Yan: "...Then I'll wait for you at home."

After hanging up the phone, Jiang Wen hurried out the door, the driver stopped calling, just took the car keys and drove to the old house.

She just went out and encountered the rush hour, and she parked the car at the entrance of the alley after being stuck in traffic for two hours. She got out of the car and bought breakfast and antipyretics, and trotted to Xi Zhikong's house without delay.

Jiang Wen was knocking on the door, Xi Zhikong hugged Jiang Yan in a bewildered manner, he coaxed him to wake him up, and then slowly pulled his arm out, and after getting out of bed, he turned around and tucked the corner of the quilt for him Pat him on the back.

As soon as Jiang Wen entered the door, she scolded Jiang Yan, put the breakfast in his hand, and walked to the bed, "I knew it! Did you grab Xiaokong's quilt again last night?!"

"I--"

"When you were young, once I had to go out for work, and I didn't have a car to come back at night, so I handed you over to your aunt. You slept with Xiaokong at night, and he caught a cold and fever the next day...Xiaokong, Laiwen Auntie, take a look, oh my poor little one, how did it burn like this..."

Jiang Yan stood at the same spot and couldn't argue, he couldn't tell his mother that not only did he not snatch Xiao Kong's quilt last night, but he also slept with someone in his arms?

"Xiao Kong, come and drink some water, wake up, eat breakfast, take medicine, and then go to bed." Jiang Wen straightened the hair on Xi Zhikong's forehead, and shouted at Jiang Yan: "Yanyan, bring the breakfast here, Give Xiao Kong something to eat."

Xi Zhikong stretched out his hand from under the quilt, removed the warm towel from his forehead, and rubbed his eyes to see Jiang Wen clearly.He cleared his throat and said, "Auntie, I don't want to eat..."

"How can you not eat? Be obedient, you can only take medicine after eating." Jiang Wen gently squeezed his face, and put the porridge Jiang Yan handed over on the bedside.

Seeing Xi Zhikong's soft look, Jiang Yan couldn't help wanting to hug him, but now he could only stand behind Jiang Wen and encourage him with his eyes.

Xi Zhikong sat up from the quilt dawdly, and Jiang Wen hurriedly put the clothes on his shoulders, "Has the fever subsided a little now?"

"Just measured, 38 degrees five..."

"Look! Look at you, I promised my mother to take good care of Xiao Kong's—" Jiang Wen took a spoonful of porridge in her hand and fed it to his mouth, saying, "Xiao Kong, your temperature is getting higher and higher. The higher you are, drink some porridge before taking medicine."

Xi Zhikong curled his mouth, his eyes were full of tears because of the high fever, his lips trembled and he said aggrievedly: "...but I don't want to take medicine..."

Jiang Yan regretted calling Jiang Wen this time. If Jiang Wen hadn't come, such a soft and lovely Kong Kong would be his alone.

Wouldn't it be very comfortable to go up to kiss and hug at this time.

"How can you not take medicine? You have to take it." Jiang Wen wiped the corners of his mouth with a tissue again, raised her eyebrows and said, "Otherwise, just go get an injection."

Jiang Yan raised his hand to cover the smile on his lips, knelt down from the other side of the bed, propped his elbows beside Xi Zhikong and looked up at him, "If you don't take medicine, then go get an injection."

Xi Zhikong was not in good health since he was a child, and he still had to go to the hospital for an injection if he couldn’t take the medicine. He was smart since he was a child, and he started crying when he saw doctors and nurses in white coats when he was one year old and could not walk. , Jiang Yan was "threatening" him.