a winter fire

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Those who engage in literature are quite capable of romance.

Of course, not absolutely, I did not say all.

As for me, although I didn’t engage in literature, I have been terrified by literature in the past few years of studying literature. Regardless of spring, summer, autumn and winter, regardless of wind, frost, rain and snow, it’s quite romantic to memorize this and write that every day.

The above is my burning confused talking nonsense.

But I am indeed a person who can add drama to myself and force romance.

So, when Zhou Hanzhang put out the cigarette and opened the car door, what I imagined was a very warm scene - he asked me gently: "Are you awake? Can you go? Do you want me to carry you upstairs?"

But Zhou Hanzhang is Zhou Hanzhang after all, if he really cooperated with my performance so much, he would not be Zhou Hanzhang.

The co-pilot's door was opened, and my beloved teacher Zhou said with a cold face: "Get out of the car and go back to your house to sleep."

OK, fine, very good.

I sat there without raising my legs, playing tricks, lowered my head and tore open the package of QQ candies, and stuffed a Q bomb candy in my mouth.

"Mr. Zhou, have you ever eaten popping candy?" I said, "It's the kind that crackles when you put it on your tongue."

Zhou Hanzhang said he didn't hear my question, and he was still standing there, waiting for me to get off the car.

The north wind howled, and it made me feel cold.

I said, "Teacher Zhou, I'm still sick."

Zhou Hanzhang may have found out his conscience, and felt that it was really not good, so he reached out and took the bag of snacks in my arms, and said to me: "Get out of the car and go home."

This man really can't learn to be gentle.

I was also tired, and I didn't bother to argue with him. Of course, it was mainly because I couldn't care about him. I found that he was really inhuman.

I reluctantly got out of the car and he handed me the snack.

"Are you leaving now?" I asked him.

"Remember to get an injection when the time comes tomorrow. You still have two bottles of medicine the day after tomorrow. Get plenty of sleep and drink plenty of water. Don't stay up late." After he finished speaking, he turned around and opened the driver's door and sat in.

My "zongzi" stood there silently watching him leave, and then went home alone.

The house was still very warm. After I went back, I felt weak all over, so I lay on the bed without taking off my clothes.

About twenty minutes later, someone knocked on the door again.

I share a room with someone. My roommate opened the door when Zhou Hanzhang came, but it seems that my roommate is not there at the moment. The man outside kept knocking, and I, the patient, struggled to get up to open the door.

Who who who who?Who is so annoying?

I complained in my heart, and my face didn't look good.

However, when I opened the door of the house, I found that Zhou Hanzhang was standing outside. He held a meal in his hand and stuffed it for me. Then he turned and left without leaving a word.

This man came and went in a hurry, before I could react, he had disappeared at the end of the corridor.

I looked down, it was really amazing, ginseng chicken soup.

There is a ginseng chicken soup outside my community, which is very popular among girls. Of course, I also like it, but the cheapest one costs fifty or sixty yuan, so I am reluctant to buy it.

This is for me?

It should be for me.

I returned to my room with the ginseng chicken soup, put it on the table and stared at it for a long time without daring to move my chopsticks, fearing that Zhou Hanzhang would come later and tell me that it wasn’t for me and make me lose money.

About ten minutes later, there was no news from Zhou Hanzhang. I reckoned that he would not come to "collect the debt", so I quickly opened the lid. It was wiped out by me in a short while-I even drank the soup.

Sure enough, I was full and strong. I lay on the bed covered in sweat, drowsy, and extremely refreshed.

At this moment, I am a soft-mouthed me, because a serving of ginseng chicken soup changed my view of Zhou Hanzhang.

He's a nice guy, but he doesn't know much about talking.

I was dizzy and fell asleep again. When I woke up, it was already night, and I felt much better. I didn't have a fever or a headache. I was a good man again.

I changed my clothes, cleaned up the trash, and when I wrapped up my coat and went downstairs to throw out the trash, I happened to meet my roommate who came back from get off work. My roommate asked me, "Are you okay?"

"I think it's fine."

He smiled: "The person who came to see you today is your teacher? It's so kind to you."

teacher?Zhou Hanzhang?

"Ah, no, it's just an unimportant person I just met."

My roommate laughed and screamed: "It's not that important? I saw that when he carried you out today, his face was so frightened that you were so scared. Those who didn't know thought his wife was born prematurely!"

how to say?

My roommate is not mean-spirited, but like Zhou Hanzhang, he is not very good at talking.

"Him?" I laughed a few times, "He has such a bad personality, that's why he won't have a wife!"

After finishing speaking, I suddenly felt that I was sorry for Mr. Zhou's ginseng chicken soup, and silently apologized to him in my heart.

I'm sorry Mr. Zhou, I shouldn't have said that to you, you will definitely find a daughter-in-law who is as beautiful as a flower, with a delicate waist and a soft waist!

作者有话要说：感谢在2020-11-0909:28:15~2020-11-1008:12:44期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

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