Please don't touch me at the same table, thank you

Song Huai took a change of clothes and walked into the bathroom.

After a while, there was a sound of splashing water inside.

Yubai sent two messages, asking Meng Xi what happened, and saying that the big girl is offline, and will she still play the game later.

Meng Xi came back to his senses, and he was not in the mood to eat chicken anymore, so he explained a few words casually, asking him to have fun with Zhizhi.

Yubai gave him a thumbs up.

Put down your phone, it's still raining outside the window.

Song Huai's somewhat out-of-fit umbrella with a wooden handle was hooked outside the window sill, and the rainwater slid all the way down from the umbrella surface, mixing with the newly falling raindrops and hitting the ground, making a dripping sound.

There is also a thin piece of card tied to the handle of the umbrella, shaking up and down in the wind and rain, like a thin white butterfly.

Meng Xi walked over subconsciously, and after a closer look, he found that the small card turned out to be the hanging tag of an umbrella.

This umbrella is so new that even the owner has not had time to take off the tag.

In an instant, Meng Xi finally understood what was going on.

Twenty minutes later, Song Huai came out with wet hair, and the sandals from the bathroom to the sink were covered with damp moisture all the way.

Meng Xi glanced at the bathroom subconsciously, and sure enough, after washing with cold water for 10 minutes, there was no heat in the room at all.

I don't know whether to praise him as a warrior or a martyr.

Meng Xi couldn't stand it anymore, so he handed over his hot water bottle, "Here, I just made hot water at night, you can drink some. Don't catch a cold."

Song Huai stood there and wiped his hair, and replied in a muffled voice, "No need."

Just don't drink it.

Anyway, he doesn't have to stick to other people's cold ass.

Meng Xi was playing Xiaoxiaole on his mobile phone. After swiping twice, he felt bored, so he quit and opened the app to memorize words.

"Hello." Meng Xi put down his phone, grabbed his paws, and said vaguely while chewing, "I have a hair dryer, would you like to blow it?"

Song Huai stopped what he was doing, his wet hair was disheveled, covering most of his eyes.

"It is not allowed to use high-power electrical appliances in the dormitory."

He said.

Meng Xi patted the cabinet door and said casually, "It's not big, it's small."

Song Huai was speechless for a while.

"Grass, what are you thinking?"

Meng Xi suddenly came to his senses and couldn't help cursing, his ears were a little hot, "I'm talking about the power! Is the power good? Our family is still a child, with a power of [-] watts, it can't burn it."

Song Huai still refused, "No need."

"Why are you so stubborn?"

Meng Xi was rejected again and again, and finally couldn't help it anymore, "You said it was a rainy day, so call me and tell me without an umbrella-oh, we didn't exchange numbers. But you are also in the class group, just Don’t know how to use QQ to send me a message? You have to go to the canteen to buy an umbrella, now you know that you are crowded and uncomfortable?”

"Anyway, I'm a top student, why is my mind so rigid, I don't know how to change it. If you feel uncomfortable, go to the infirmary to prescribe medicine. What kind of man is it to take a cold shower? You are so old and naive—"

Before he could finish his sentence, Song Huai had already walked to the bed and took off his slippers, then lifted the curtain and got in.

"I ran away if I couldn't say it? It's only what time are you sleeping?"

Meng Xi also got angry, and deliberately cracked the melon seeds, "I'll leave the words here, if you are a man, don't say anything if you have a headache tomorrow or the day after tomorrow, anyway, you asked for it— —”

"Shhh."

The person on the bed stretched out his hands and pulled the curtains tightly, making it airtight.

I rely on.

Meng Xi was so angry that he spat out two pieces of melon seed skins in his hand with a bah, "A dog bites Lu Dongbin, you don't know a good heart!"

·

Early the next morning, Iron Man Song Huai was too sick to get out of bed.

No. 5 Middle School stipulates that one must arrive at school at 5:[-] in the morning, and the distance between the dormitory and the teaching building is less than [-] minutes.Meng Xi loves to sleep in. He usually doesn't get up until [-]:[-], spends [-] minutes quickly dressing and washing, takes a piece of bread from the snack box and eats it while walking, and enters the classroom at the last second of the bell.

After Meng Xi brushed his teeth, he stuffed a croissant into his mouth, then bent down to get the shoes.

When he lowered his head, he suddenly realized that something was wrong.

Song Huai's slippers were lying on the ground at a slant, the same as when he took them off yesterday.The row of clean sneakers inside stayed quietly in the shade, there were five pairs in total, and one pair was not a few.

Meng Xi is a sneakerhead. No one knows how many pairs of shoes Song Huai has and what brands they are.

He looked up and saw that the bed curtain was still tightly closed.

Bed curtains are allowed in the dormitories of No. [-] Middle School, but in order to facilitate the inspection by the dormitory management, the bed curtains must be tied up when the beds are made early in the morning, otherwise points will be deducted.

Every time Meng Xi rubbed his eyes and got out of bed, he would see the neat and clean lower bunk when he turned around.

It makes no sense that I suddenly forgot today.

This is so wrong.

So Meng Xi called him, "Song Huai, Song Huai? Are you there?"

There was no response from inside.Meng Xi thought for a while, raised his hand and opened the curtain.

Looking inside again, the quilt was really bulging.

"Hey."

He tugged at the corner of the quilt, but couldn't control his strength, and the back of a black head was exposed.

Meng Xi asked him: "Have you fainted? If you faint, I will call 120 to take you away. If you wake up, just let me know."

After a while, the person in the quilt said, "I'm fine, you can go to class."

Meng Xi couldn't help snorting, "You're still fighting with my brother, do you have a cold? Are you feeling sick?"

After finishing speaking, he turned around and went to the cabinet to get the thermometer.

This thermometer was put in his suitcase by his father. Unlike the previous mercury thermometers, this one can measure body temperature just by beeping in the ear, without skin contact at all.

Thanks to modern technology.

For safety reasons, Meng Xi wore full-fingered gloves this time to prevent any accidents.

He was holding the pale pink thermometer, and before he could do anything, Song Huai struggled to sit up.

Xueshen's fever is different from others. Meng Xi's fever can turn his whole body into red steamed shrimp, and his whole body is hot; Song Huai is different. Although he has a fever, he can be cold from his face to his feet, lips His face was pale, as if he had been fished out of the snow, for fear that others would not see how haggard he was.

"No." He frowned and refused, "Go to class, I will ask the teacher for leave."

"Come on, I'm still asking for leave. Do you have the phone number of the head teacher?"

Meng Xi sneered at him mercilessly, "Lie down obediently and don't move around. If you accidentally bump into something, it's your fault. I'll be the one to blame."

Song Huai froze, as expected, he did not hide anymore.

Meng Xi put the thermometer to his ear, took it out after the measurement: oh, 38 degrees 2.

Song Huai was also silent for a while.

"Fortunately, I brought 999."

To his surprise, Meng Xi didn't say anything.

He muttered for a while, and tried the water temperature of the kettle, but luckily it was hot.

After soaking up the cold medicine, he handed the cup to Song Huai, and said, "I'll call Tang De to ask for leave, at least wait for you to stabilize before leaving."

When the phone call came, it was obviously not convincing for him, a poor student, to ask for leave.Tang De thought the kid was lying, so he sneered three times and said that he would go to the dormitory to show his concern for the students.

Meng Xi didn't talk nonsense, he turned on the phone and put it on the outside, and moved to Song Huai's side, "Come on, at the same table, give the teacher a shout."

Song Huai didn't take his words at all, and said in a low voice, "Teacher Tang, I'm not feeling well."

Tang De was slightly taken aback. At first he thought that the two had no friendship, and thought that Meng Xi must be tired of studying again, and he used his deskmate as a lie.He was about to criticize seriously, but he didn't expect Song Huai's voice to really come from his ear.

He immediately became nervous, and asked with concern: "Uncomfortable? Where is the discomfort? Do you want to see a doctor? If you have any questions, you must speak up! If you are too tired from studying, you must also speak up. Everything must be done with the body in mind!"

"Teacher, I'm fine." Song Huai said, "I just caught a cold at night and caught a cold."

"Fever." Meng Xi interjected, "It's 38 degrees."

Tang De became anxious when he heard it.

Fever is not a trivial matter, especially at the critical time of the college entrance examination, if you don't take good care of it, let a small fever turn into a high fever, and then burn your brain, it is really a pity for your wife!

He said decisively, "Why do you still have a fever? Do you have a headache? How about this, Meng Xi, help escort Song Huai to the infirmary, and I'll be right there."

"I gave him cold medicine just now."

Besides, even if he wants to, I still don't want to.

Meng Xi glanced at Song Huai, his face was also full of rejection, he snorted lightly, and said, "Isn't it early self-study Chinese today? You can stay in the classroom and study hard. I'll be here with him Well, besides, don’t you need to prescribe medicine when you go to the infirmary. Let’s see if the temperature can drop, if not, I’ll carry the person on my back, right?”

"This……"

Song Huai said softly, "Teacher, it's not a serious illness. I will ask Meng Xi to take my temperature every hour."

Now that they all said that, Tang De couldn't rush over hastily anymore, after all, there was a director inspecting in the morning.

He had no choice but to repeatedly tell Meng Xi to take good care of his deskmate, send his temperature to his mobile phone regularly, and if the situation didn't improve, he must see a doctor. He also said that he would greet the dormitory manager so that Song Huaian could recover from his illness with peace of mind. .

After hanging up the phone, Meng Xi complained, "This caring person treats you like a son."

Song Huai looked at him silently.

"What, what."

Meng Xi was taken aback, "I'm just joking, why do you look at me like that?"

"It's nothing." Song Huai shook his head, and suddenly said after a while, "I am so caring, I never thought you could speak idioms."

Meng Xi was speechless for a moment, "...Am I very illiterate in your heart?"

Song Huai suddenly thought of the math book he saw on the first day of transfer, which was full of crooked formulas, so he nodded, "A little bit."

"That's it." Meng Xi didn't get angry, but nodded, "Although I'm not very smart, and I don't have much education, but can I know the nine-character idiom?"

Song Huai froze for a moment, before his sick brain could react, he heard Meng Xi slowly say: "The kindness of a drop of water should be repaid by a spring. Hey Xueshen, you are so smart, have you heard this idiom?" ?”

Song Huai: "..."