The thorny bird that does not want to fall to the ground

After a few days of drowsiness, the short-term make-up classes for the winter vacation began. When I woke up in the morning, I glanced at the quartz clock, and it was only 5 minutes before class.His nose was so uncomfortable that he couldn't breathe out, and his eyes hurt badly. He rubbed his dry eyes, put on a thick coat, looked at the scarf in the closet, and closed it again.After washing, I hurried out, stepped on the stairs, and walked out of the community. I tried to walk as fast as possible. The wind was much stronger than usual. The hair that was stained with water from the washing was almost as cold as ice. Occasionally, I stuck it on the It was even more painful on the cheeks.At the corner, when he was about to enter the school, he was at the gate of the school. He was surprised for less than half a second, and the bell rang clearly beside his ears. Nian Xiaofu thought it might be a preparation bell, and he said lightly, "This is already the official bell for class. . " Nian Xiaofu's hope was like a balloon punctured by him suddenly.It's just that the warm cup noodles were suddenly pressed against his cheeks, and he heard him say, "You shouldn't have eaten yet, just right, this is for you." "Thank you." He said something in a low voice, although he didn't seem to hear it. The soy milk cup and a bag of steamed buns stuffed in his hands were warm, he lowered his head, biting the straw, and avoided the interrogation from the guard’s eyes on his cover. It was because of him or because of what he said, the young Xiaofu was not so nervous. After eating, he threw the garbage bag into the trash can, and he followed him. When he entered the teaching corridor, his classroom was on the second floor. Nian Xiaofu, watching him wave his hand, so natural Into the classroom.Somewhat apprehensive, he stepped on the stairs, hesitating, how he would face the history teacher's questioning, pushed open the door, the heating inside rushed towards his face, but it was terribly cold behind him, he stopped by the door, and was not surprised by the history teacher. Asked "Nian Xiaofu, why were you late for the first day of make-up class?" His face was burning hot, his head was lowered, and he answered truthfully, "I slept, I overslept." It was a simple sentence, but it was clear. Hearing someone laughing in the class, looking up at the history teacher slightly, the prelude to the outburst of anger, only to hear the teacher say, "Your class is really full of talents, one person is late, two people lie, three kinds of explanations!" Three kinds?Nian Xiaofu was a little confused, following the teacher's gaze, Li Ling was standing, looking at him with a look of misfortune, full of contempt, unexpectedly, she was also standing.Nian Xiaofu only glanced at her, then quickly glanced away, not knowing why, anyway, it's better not to touch and compare, his head suddenly remembered what he saw a few days ago, and his uncomfortable head hurt again.Listening to the teacher's lecture, the three of them stood behind, and Li Ling stood beside him, taking advantage of the history teacher's silence at last, and when he was talking about the final exam paper, he secretly said, "Oh, Xiaofu, don't you know how to adapt to the situation?" Nian Xiaofu couldn't guess what kind of excuse Li Ling used to ask for leave, so she nodded apologetically. When she passed her, she quickly looked at the blackboard in front of her. She was fined for two classes and sat down on her seat. Li Ling almost watched the history teacher leave, her legs were really numb.Only the third year of make-up lessons, the whole school was quiet for quite a while Nian Xiaofu rubbed his legs, when he glanced at her, he thought that it was rare for her to be punished by the teacher for being a good student. Although she was curious, it was not easy to ask Li Ling. After all, Li Ling was very shy. her business.Opened the test paper, looked at the score, 87 points, Li Ling's history barely scored 75 points, saw that she was facing the multiple-choice answer, Nian Xiaofu asked, "Just now, what did you and the teacher say about me being late? " Li Ling replied, "I guess you may have slept, but in winter, it should be normal to say that you have slept because of a cold." I thought Li Ling's words had stopped, but then came out again: "But, She suddenly said, sick, well, there is no conflict, but the history teacher insisted on explaining the details, reasons, or false notes, and so on, and she said that she was hospitalized with a fever, I think Let me talk about a small cold, and when you come back later, it will not be so easy to be seen through. As a result, it became a stalemate. Once you come, it will be better, and you will be exposed directly." Nian Xiaofu listened with some surprise, no Thinking about it, she would actually lie!And because of himself, I have to say that Nian Xiaofu felt that he had a heart problem, and he was surprised and changed too quickly.Mingming still decided that it would be better to see her less often, so that he would see her occasionally in the future, so maybe he would not feel as suddenly uncomfortable as last time, and he couldn't find the reason. Thinking about it, Nian Xiaofu became dizzy, Wanting to lean against the desk to rest for a while, listening to Li Ling seeming to be talking in a daze, the voice was loud and small, until suddenly he heard a crisp ringtone, but his body was so heavy that he didn't want to look up at all. He stood up, his forehead was cool, and he heard Li Ling's voice clearly in his ears, saying, "Hey, Xiao Fu, why do you really seem to have a fever?" Nian Xiaofu was very conscious, but he was no longer Fa Fang opened his mouth to speak, his eyelids were heavy, and the breath he breathed through his nose was heavy and hot, as if he was about to burn.