I am at odds with the school grass

Wen Chenyang returned to the dormitory after lunch. Wen Chenyang went into the bathroom to apply medicine. There were two wounds on his thighs.

Coming out of the bathroom, Gu Xizhe was washing his face on the sink. He was indeed a bit of a clean freak, and he washed his face four times a day, morning, evening and before going to bed.

Wen Chenyang also walked over, wanting to apply some shower gel to wash his hands stained with bruises, and happened to catch a glimpse of a bruise on Gu Xizhe's arm, which looked worse than his injuries.

He suddenly remembered that when there was a group fight back then, when the bald man swung a wooden stick at Gu Xizhe, he used his arms to resist it. He was not a diamond body, so it was impossible that he was not injured when he was hit by such a big wooden stick.

But he said at that time that he was not injured.

He usually wears a long-sleeved jacket, so he can't see his arms. Only when he washes his face, the sleeves of his shirt are pulled up to reveal his forearms.

Wen Chenyang didn't squeeze out the shower gel and washed his hands. After Gu Xizhe finished washing his face, he called him, "Gu Xizhe."

Gu Xizhe hung up the towel and glanced at him, "What?"

"Hand out."

Gu Xizhe was about to put down his sleeves, but Wen Chenyang didn't give him a chance, he directly held up his right hand, looked at his arm, it was indeed a serious injury, his skin was pale, and the purple bruises were shocking.

Wen Chenyang raised his eyebrows and looked at him, "Did you apply the medicine?"

Gu Xizhe pulled his hand out, "It can heal itself."

Don't be silly, he has an injury on his face, and he told him to eat spicy chicken at noon, he was injured himself, and he didn't even apply medicine, Wen Chenyang scolded, "Are you stupid?"

It was the first time for Gu Xizhe to be scolded for being stupid, and he couldn't react. Wen Chenyang took out the bottle of trauma medicine that he had just used from his trouser pocket, poured some into his palm, and ordered, "Raise your hand."

Gu Xizhe hesitated for a moment, then raised his arm, Wen Chenyang applied the iron potion in the palm of his hand to Gu Xizhe's arm, it was a little cold at first, but became a little hot with Wen Chenyang's caress.

A smell of alcohol and medicine permeated the air.

Gu Xizhe said: "It smells a little bad."

Wen Chenyang gently applied the palm of his hand on his wound, allowing the potion to be fully absorbed, "It smells bad, I like this smell the most."

Gu Xizhe said: "Then it's no wonder you're always injured."

"Can you talk?" Wen Chenyang applied the medicine on him, and then put the lid on, "Don't put down the sleeves, let it dry, and we'll talk about it later when it dries."

Gu Xizhe responded, Wen Chenyang twisted the cap of the bruises and put them in his trouser pocket, then turned around, took some shower gel, and began to wash his hands.

After washing his hands, Wen Chenyang climbed onto the bed, intending to take a good nap, and after lying down, he looked at his phone and found that Su Mengjie had sent a message.

Su Mengjie: Brother Chenyang, do you think the biscuits I gave you last week are delicious?

When Wen Chenyang saw Su Mengjie's news, he remembered the embarrassment of last week, but he didn't suffer, and he was not as obsessed with her as Gao Hang, so he didn't need to be angry with her, they can still be friends.

Wen Chenyang: It's okay, it's delicious.

Su Mengjie: [Cute] That's good, next time I make it, I'll give you another copy.

Wen Chenyang thought she wanted to give it to Gu Xizhe again, and let him run errands again.

Wen Chenyang: Forget it, next time you can bring me a pair of grilled chicken wings, I like the Orleans style.

Su Mengjie: [laughing] All right.

He was just joking, she wouldn't take it seriously, would she?

Wen Chenyang threw the phone aside, covered the quilt, and went to sleep.

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Winter in Nancheng is always the last to come. In December, the temperature is still around [-] degrees. People in Nancheng almost forget that it is already winter.

A cold air said it was going south, and the temperature in the afternoon was still [-] degrees Celsius. Wearing a shirt and a school uniform jacket was just enough to keep warm.

Unexpectedly, after a light rain in the afternoon after school, the temperature dropped sharply. I watched the thermometer in the classroom drop from [-] degrees Celsius, to [-] degrees Celsius, and then to [-] degrees Celsius. Four degrees Celsius.

The cold air was too strong. Wen Chenyang was already shivering from the cold during his evening self-study, and ran back to the dormitory after the evening self-study. The wind outside was very strong, and it was bitingly cold.

Wen Chenyang found a thin sweater in the closet and put it on. He still felt cold, but there was no other thick clothes in the closet to put it on.

"Damn, I'm freezing to death." Gao Hang got under the quilt as soon as he came back, curled up into a ball.

Wen Chenyang quickly washed his face and brushed his teeth, and also got into bed, but his quilt was a thin air-conditioned quilt, which was light and not warm.

The mobile phone next to it rang, and it was Zhang Haiyin calling, Wen Chenyang pressed to answer, and the person on the phone said: "Chenyang, the temperature has dropped today, did you not bring a thick quilt back to school?"

"I didn't bring it, I didn't expect the temperature to drop suddenly."

"I called your dad. He is also on a business trip. Why don't you come out after school at noon tomorrow to buy a new bed, and I'll transfer the money to you."

Wen Chenyang said: "Mom, no need, the day after tomorrow is Friday, I wear more clothes to sleep, so I won't be cold."

Zhang Haiyin accepted a supporting role in a TV series and was going to shoot for half a month. At this time, he was in Sichuan City, where the mountains were high and the water was far away. After seeing the weather forecast in Nancheng, he remembered that Wen Chenyang didn't bring a thick quilt back to school.

She asked, "Did anyone else in your dormitory bring a thick quilt?"

"None of them."

"If you sleep with the people in the dormitory, your two quilts will be thick enough."

Wen Chenyang said: "Okay, mom, I'll put on more clothes, anyway, it won't be too cold for me, don't worry, take good care of yourself."

"Well, take care of yourself too, don't catch a cold."

"Okay." Wen Chenyang hung up the phone and got out of bed to see what else could keep warm in the closet. The thickest piece of clothing in the closet was the thin sweater he was wearing, and the school uniform jacket. This suit jacket was slim. Wearing it to sleep can be uncomfortable.

He thought about whether to stuff all the clothes in the closet into the quilt to increase the thickness of the quilt, but after thinking about it, the clothes would shrink and it would be even more uncomfortable, so forget it.

Gao Hang also felt that his quilt was not thick enough, and he was still shivering under the quilt. He looked at Tan Qianwen next to him, "Ah Wen, do you have a thick quilt in the closet?"

Tan Qianwen was still looking through the closet, and changed into a thicker dress, "No, I didn't expect the temperature to cool down today, so I didn't bring it."

"Then why don't we sleep together with the quilt together."

"Okay, are you coming or should I go?"

Gao Hang looked at his bed, "I have a lot of things on my bed, go to yours."

"Ah."

Gao Hang hugged his quilt and went to Tan Qianwen's bed. Wen Chenyang looked at the two of them, and then at Gu Xizhe.

Gu Xizhe was leaning on the bedside to flip through a book, Wen Chenyang wanted to speak, but hesitated to speak, he is so clean, he probably doesn't like sharing the same bed with other people, he wears more clothes tonight, just make do for one night up.

Gao Hang and Tan Qianwen huddled together on a bed with a width of only one meter. The quilts were folded together and it was indeed much warmer.Gao Hang only showed one head, sleeping on the side against the wall, very satisfied, "It's much warmer."

Wen Chenyang found a looser T-shirt and put it on over the sweater. Looking at Tan Qianwen and Gao Hang, he walked over and patted their bedside, "The two of you weigh almost three hundred catties together, so I'm not afraid that the bed will collapse. ah."

Tan Qianwen said: "Not at all, this bed is quite firm."

Gao Hang slightly raised his head and looked past Tan Qianwen to look at him, "Chenyang, what are you going to do?"

"Me, cold salad, wear more clothes."

Gao Hang glanced at Gu Xizhe who was lying down over there, "Young Master Gu is too cold-resistant, he doesn't even shake."

Wen Chenyang also glanced at Gu Xizhe, indeed, everyone was shivering due to the sudden drop in temperature today, only he remained indifferent.

The lights in the dormitory were turned off at eleven o'clock, and Wen Chenyang climbed into bed and wrapped himself up like a rice dumpling.

The dormitory was very quiet, only the whistling sound of the raging north wind outside. Slowly, Wen Chenyang felt sleepy and closed his eyes.

In his sleep, Wen Chenyang felt that he was in an ice cellar, his hands were cold and his feet were cold, and he couldn’t get warm. He opened his eyes, and the dormitory was pitch black. His whole body was cold, and he was wearing a thin sweater and a T-shirt. It didn't seem to be very warm, it was cold under the quilt.

He picked up his phone and looked at it. It was only twelve o'clock, and there were still more than six hours.

He curled up into a ball and continued to sleep, still cold.

It was so cold that I couldn't sleep, and my body was shaking slightly.

So uncomfortable.

Finally, he couldn't bear it any longer, got up, knelt and sat on the head of the bed next to the bed ladder, stretched out his hand and patted the head of the next bed, and called out in a low voice: "Gu Xizhe."

Gu Xizhe responded, "What are you doing?"

"Are you cold?"

"Fortunately."

Wen Chenyang's teeth were chattering, "I'm fucking freezing to death."

Gu Xizhe didn't speak, and Wen Chenyang didn't expect him to propose that the two of them share the bed, he said: "Can I sleep with you, I'll put the quilt over."

Gu Xizhe responded softly, but Wen Chenyang didn't hear it, thinking he didn't answer, "Is it okay, or not?"

"Come here." Gu Xizhe said.