The torn school grass is the lost first love? [Rebirth]

I don't know how long it took, maybe only a few seconds, Zhang Junruo slowly regained consciousness, someone wrapped his shoulders with one hand, and gently patted his face with the other, the fingertips of that person were warm, fingers The touch of the belly pat on the cheek is very gentle, which makes people feel nostalgic.

There is a long-lost breath on that person, the fresh citrus fragrance has a little woody fragrance, which makes people think of the distant childhood time, the mountain path with fireflies infested, the insects buzzing in the ears, and the breath The place was filled with the smell of grass and trees, and the boy who was as bright as the sun took his hand and ran towards the hill where the sky was full of stars.

Zhang Junruo was in a daze, and he heard someone shouting something in his ear, with a trembling voice, and he could hear the worry and anxiety in it.

"Ruo Ruo—?"

Who are you calling?

The boy was a little dazed, and then suddenly realized that he was calling himself. His current name is Zhang Junruo.

The boy staggered and tried to stand up, feeling a little dizzy, and a tightness in his chest, as uncomfortable as being pressed by a heavy object.

The man's hot hand was still on his arm, and the red sunburn on his forearm felt like it had been scalded, and there was a burst of burning pain.

"Are you okay?" the man asked worriedly.

"I...it's okay..." He withdrew his hand as he said, moved two steps to the side, took a deep breath, the boredom in his chest did not subside, but even his throat became hot, a feeling of wanting to do something The strange feeling of vomiting stuck in the throat.

Zhang Junruo pressed his hands on his chest, trying to adjust his breathing, trying to suppress the surging nausea.

As if he couldn't stand it any longer, the man sighed heavily, leaned forward, put one arm around his shoulders, and the other reached his knees, and directly hugged him horizontally, and finally weighed him in his arms, as if confirming the weight Same.

The field of vision suddenly flickered, and the feeling of dizziness became more intense. Zhang Junruo's face turned pale, and he closed his eyes tightly to suppress the urge to vomit.Only in the man's arms kept flapping his nostrils and breathing rapidly.

Qu Linggong hailed a taxi by the side of the road, he couldn't help but push Zhang Junruo into the back seat, and then sat next to him, frowning at Zhang Junruo's drowsy and uncomfortable look, weighing in his heart whether to send him to the hospital or go home.

After some hesitation, he decided to take Zhang Junruo home. In this case, if he went to the hospital, the doctor would just do it with a bottle of glucose drip, and he would not receive any careful care.

Anyway, Qu Mingfeng is not here, the facilities at home are all available, and it is not as noisy as the hospital. Let Aunt Zhou make some mung bean water, flower and fruit tea to relieve the heat, and eat a meal of nutritious vegetables. It will probably be much better.

Qu Linggong frowned and stared at Zhang Junruo with concern. Knowing that he was not feeling well, he didn't dare to ask anything. He was in a hurry and didn't know what to do to make him feel better. He took off the QR code hanging in the back seat and gave it to him. Zhang Junruo fanned the wind.

After Zhang Junruo left, Qu Linggong was going to regret it. Recently, he stayed at home with Song Shifang and watched two episodes of the drama of a rich man and a domineering president. The second drama in the dog blood is really poisonous. He just glanced at it and was brainwashed up.

In the play, the domineering president encounters such a situation, doesn't he always generously take out a gold card to Cinderella?And let's put down a handsome sentence-you spend whatever you want, don't try to save money for me.

When he took out his gold card at noon, he really thought he was handsome and cool, and he felt good about himself.

Later, when he saw Zhang Junruo's expression about to cry and fleeing in panic, thinking about it from Zhang Junruo's perspective, he wished to slap himself hard.

Zhang Junruo is not a delicate little girl, and in that case, giving the card to others will not have any other results except embarrassment and humiliation.

Five minutes later, the driver parked the car in front of the carved iron gate of a three-story villa.Zhang Junruo had already regained consciousness a lot, but his head was still dizzy, he stood in front of the door and was dragged and coaxed by Qu Linggong, but refused to go in.

Forced Mr. Qu to repeat the old trick, he picked up the person like carrying a bag of rice, and directly went upstairs in a hurry under the attention of Aunt Zhou and Song Shifang, entered the room and threw the person directly on the soft dark blue Big bed.

The scene in front of him flew by, Zhang Junruo's dazed mind couldn't figure out what was going on, and he was about to get up after only a few seconds on the bed. Qu Linggong quickly pressed his shoulder hard, and looked deeply at his steamy face. Mo Tong persuaded in a gentle voice: "Don't be afraid, we still have my mother and Aunt Zhou at home, I can't do anything, I just want to let you rest here for a while."

Feeling the tension under the palm slowly ease off, Qu Linggong said the same words as when they met at noon: "Wait for me here!"

He turned around and went downstairs like a gust of wind to fetch a bucket of ice from the kitchen.

He entered the room with an ice bucket and saw that Zhang Junruo was standing staggeringly in front of the door, looking as if he was about to escape.

Qu Linggong felt the veins on his temples throbbing, and he suddenly had a headache.

He blocked the door with his body, closed the door with a "click" with his backhand, and said in a deep voice, "Ruoruo, can you not do this?"

Qu Linggong knit his thick black eyebrows together, forming a deep groove between his foreheads, his voice was low and deep, and his tone was extremely earnest.

Zhang Junruo: "..."

Zhang Junruo was slightly startled, raised his eyes to look at him, his eyes were a little blurred, he didn't know what to say.

"Could you not?" he repeated, his tone both questioning and pleading.

Zhang Junruo frowned his pretty eyebrows, his heart was full of guard, he didn't know what he was referring to, but he had a premonition that he would say something that would hurt him.

He asked himself in a daze, in his impression, he had never done anything to make Qu Linggong show such an expression. Although he secretly liked him and ran towards him with all his heart like a fool, he didn't Make him feel troubled and confused.

Qu Linggong said angrily, "It's like fainting, stomach pain, heatstroke, self-torture, etc. Can you... don't let me see it?"

Zhang Junruo: "..."

Zhang Junruo's whole body was stiff, his head was hurting, and the back of his head seemed to be hammered non-stop. He suddenly wanted to shrug his shoulders, or squat down and put his arms around his knees, like an ostrich to isolate his heart. I heard him say any word, but he just stood up straight and did nothing.

Qu Linggong looked at his blank expression, paused, stroked his heart with his hands, and said in a calm voice: "If you let me see... I won't be able to bear it here..."

He raised his eyes and looked at Zhang Junruo, who was standing there in a daze, his face was pale and expressionless, it might be due to heatstroke, his eyes looked like they were filled with water, A little confused and bewildered.

Zhang Junruo looked very docile like this, as if he wanted to seize the opportunity to attack the city, Qu Linggong decided to say a few more words.

Different from the pleading just now, this time he changed a very unserious tone, with a smirk on his pretty diamond-shaped lips, and joked: "You know what? When I see you like that, my heart twitches I felt uncomfortable, and once suspected that I had inherited my grandma's angina pectoris."

Qu Linggong walked over slowly, like a little animal afraid of being frightened, while he was in a daze, pressed his thin shoulders and pushed him to sit on the edge of the bed.

"Have something to drink and rest here for a while. I'll take you back when you feel better." He comforted and said in a warm voice. The magnetic and deep voice seemed to have some kind of magical power. is docile.

Qu Linggong remembered the hedgehogs or pangolins mentioned in the Animal Discovery Channel. When they are frightened, they will shrink themselves into a ball, shielding the armor and spikes, and shrinking themselves in the strong support. In disguise, motionless.

Zhang Junruo was very quiet. He bent his waist and leaned his arms on his knees. He lowered his thick black long eyelashes. He didn't know what he was thinking. That lonely and somewhat confused figure was like that kind of small animal. Looking at it It hurts.

Seeing that Zhang Junruo had calmed down, Qu Linggong wrapped the retrieved ice cube with a towel and pressed it gently on his forehead.

Zhang Junruo raised his hand to catch it, and stroked it on his forehead.

At this time, the door knocked softly a few times, Qu Linggong opened the door a narrow gap, and saw Aunt Zhou and Song Shifang standing outside the door with concern.

Song Shifang leaned forward curiously, and saw through the gap not far behind Qu Linggong, the handsome young man who delivered water at noon was sitting beside the bed with a dazed face, bent over and slightly lowered his head. The collarbone was exposed, and the thin figure seemed to silently interpret helplessness and loneliness.

Whose family has no love and no love for the poor little one?Song Shifang's still somewhat girlish eyes flickered slightly, feeling that her mother's love was about to overflow.

Qu Linggong was afraid of disturbing Zhang Junruo's rest, and also afraid that Zhang Junruo would feel uncomfortable, so he didn't let Aunt Zhou and his mother in, but walked out of the room by himself, closing the door behind him.

This detail made both Song Shifang and Aunt Zhou feel the delicate and unusual relationship between the two.

Song Shifang was stunned for a moment, and then asked softly: "What's wrong with that child? It seems that he is not feeling well, is he tired?"

She saw her son carry him on his shoulders, go upstairs at a high speed, and send him into her room. This outrageous behavior surprised her greatly.

You must know that his son rarely brings friends to play at home, and he doesn't even let outsiders easily enter his room.

Aunt Zhou was very careful. When she saw Qu Linggong going downstairs to fetch ice, she guessed that the child might be suffering from heat stroke. On the dining plate were two bottles of freshly squeezed watermelon juice and Huoxiangzhengqi water, and asked earnestly, "Yes?" Isn't it heatstroke?"

Qu Linggong nodded helplessly. Afraid of disturbing the people in the room, he lowered his voice and said, "Aunt Zhou, please make some sugar water to relieve the heat, and some light dishes for dinner. It is best to make some mung bean porridge."

Aunt Zhou hastily agreed to hand over the tray to Qu Linggong, and instructed him how to use Huoxiang Zhengqi Water.

Song Shifang saw the weak figure of the people in the room, full of motherly love, and hurriedly said: "Heatstroke? You have to let him lie down and rest, Ling'er, will you take care of others? Why don't you let me go in and take care of him."

Qu Linggong twitched his brows when he heard the words, he knew her mother meant well, but with such a delicate and magical relationship with Zhang Junruo, he was afraid that Song Shifang would scare away the little animal that had just stabilized, so he said bluntly; "Mom, don't make trouble. It is more practical for you to go downstairs with Aunt Zhou to study what to make for dinner."

Song Shifang curled her lips, unhappy and helpless.

Qu Linggong thought for a while, then turned around and asked Song Shifang: "Mom, do you have any skin care products for sunburn? His arms are all red."

Song Shifang thought for a while, and quickly replied: "Yes, there is aloe vera gel, which is frozen in the refrigerator, and I will get it for you."

☆, indulging