No one really thinks it's hard to be a stand-in, right?

Ji Mian lowered her head, wiped the homework with an eraser, and pretended nothing happened.

He couldn't help but slander in his heart, wondering if the boss walks silently, when did he come?

Fu Chenyu sat back in his seat with a cold face, and Ji Mian rubbed his eyes after using the eraser.

The class bell rang, Su Luoyu wiped away her tears, and sat looking at the blackboard.

The first class is the class of the Chinese teacher, Teacher Shi, who is also the head teacher of their 1 class, and will take them to the sixth grade in the future.

Teacher Shi said: "Students, open the synchronous training now. Today we will read "The Turning Back at the Corner" in class. Check the synchronous training with each other at the same table, and stand up and listen to the class if you haven't written it."

Su Luoyu didn't come to ask for leave for the past few days. The language synchronization training was yesterday's homework, and now his textbooks are blank.

He had always been a good student, blushing, and said hesitantly, "Fu Chenyu, have you written it yet?"

Fu Chenyu's synchronous training was written neatly and beautifully.

Su Luoyu asked, "Can I read a copy with you?"

Fu Chenyu glanced at him lightly, and the scene of Ji Mian handing him the paper appeared in his mind, and he was annoyed and angry. As soon as Su Luoyu opened his mouth, he pulled his "synchronization training" in his direction, completely rejecting him.

Su Luoyu's face turned redder, he didn't expect Fu Chenyu to reject him so straightforwardly.

They have been at the same table for three years!

But Fu Chenyu was still like this, cold and ignored anyone.

Su Luoyu's aggrieved eyes were red, thinking of Ji Mian, she still felt that Ji Mian was better.

As soon as autumn comes, sweet-scented osmanthus is fragrant outside the window, and large areas of gold bloom on the trees.

Ji Mian was seated by the window, her eyes felt a little uncomfortable, so she rubbed her eyes and continued to do her homework.

Teacher Shi reminded the students in the class to prevent pink eye disease before leaving get out of class. I heard that there was a child in the second grade who got pink eye disease, and his eyes were very scary.

For primary school students, apart from playing games during class, they just huddle together and gossip.

The legend of pink eye disease spread quietly in Liming Primary School.

By school time, pink eye has become one of the scariest ailments.

He Xi was so scared that she shuddered, and turned her head to share with Ji Mian: "They say that pink eye disease can be infected just by looking at someone! It's so scary..."

Ji Mian muttered: "It's not that scary."

He didn't want to pay any attention to elementary school students who had no common sense.

He Xi patted his chest, and said in horror: "The second grade is downstairs, do you think I accidentally looked at that pink eye disease when I went downstairs?"

Ji Mian rubbed his eyes while he was writing oral arithmetic training, he was a little allergic to the pollen of osmanthus flowers outside the window.

"No." Ji Mian sneezed: "Ah!"

Lin Minzhi thought that Ji Mian had caught a cold, so when he got home, he drank Radix Banlangen for several days, but it still didn't feel better.

As the sweet-scented osmanthus flowers in the streets and alleys of Tongcheng East District are in full bloom, and it rains flowers when walking on the road, Ji Mian's "cold" is getting worse and worse.

Until one day at noon, after taking a nap, Ji Mian rubbed his eyes and sat up in a daze.

Chen Ping was collecting homework one by one. When she received it from Ji Mian, she saw Ji Mian's eyes and suddenly screamed: "Ah!"

The girl's voice was so sharp that the whole class was woken up by him.

"Chen Ping, what's wrong with you?" Kang Jun asked.

Chen Ping pointed at Ji Mian in panic: "Ji Mian has pink eye disease!"

She suddenly realized something and closed her eyes suddenly: "Help! I just met Ji Mian's eyes!"

Ji Mian, who just woke up, looked dazed. Before he could react, the class exploded.

"What! Let me see! Ji Mian's eyes are so red!"

"Oh Bi, you still look at his eyes, pink eye disease is contagious!"

"Come on, everyone, close your eyes!"

"Listen to me, stay away from Ji Mian, everyone run out!"

In an instant, everyone stood up from their seats and ran out in a panic.

Su Luoyu hesitated for a moment, remembering the horror of the legendary pink eye disease, she went out with her classmates.

He secretly made up his mind that after Ji Mian recovered from his illness, he would be good friends with Ji Mian.

Everyone's attitude towards Ji Mian was as if he had seen a ghost. Ji Mian only had the mentality of a junior high school student at the moment. Facing the alienation of the whole class, he suddenly couldn't adapt, and felt aggrieved in his heart.

In addition to the eye allergies, he rubbed it with his hands and it was red and teardrops, making him look pitiful.

"I'm not pink eye..." Ji Mian tried to refute, he knew that his symptoms must have nothing to do with pink eye, as he was talking, his eyes were terribly itchy.

He clenched both hands into small fists, rubbed his eyes vigorously, and tears fell, not because he was crying, but because of physical tears.

But in the eyes of others, he was like a child who was aggrieved and shed tears after being isolated by the whole class.

The more Ji Mian rubbed, the more itchy, the more itchy he couldn't stop, it made his eyes even redder.

Until his wrists were pinched by a pair of cold hands, Ji Mian's hands were forcibly broken off.

With tears in his eyes, he saw Fu Chenyu standing in front of him with a serious face.

In the empty classroom, everyone had already run away, and only Fu Chenyu stayed with him.

The two stood very close. They had never stood so close since that snowy night.

Although he knew that he was not pink eye, but Ji Mian was afraid that Fu Chenyu would not know.

He hastily closed his eyes tightly, lest the boss think that he is "terminally ill" and plot against him, trying to bring him into bad luck.

As a small cannon fodder, I still have this bit of self-consciousness!

As a result, Fu Chenyu held down his hand without hesitation, and ordered ruthlessly, a little eagerly: "Open your eyes."

Ji Mian's eyelashes trembled violently, and the little teardrops hanging on them kept sliding down.

Fu Chenyu repeated: "Open your eyes, Ji Mian!"

Ji Mian refused to open it, and said in a hurry: "This is pink eye disease, it is contagious."

Fu Chenyu replied hastily almost as soon as he finished speaking: "I'm not afraid."

Ji Mian froze for a moment, his eyelashes stopped trembling, he opened his eyes slowly, with the tails of his eyes raised, and his round cat eyes looked at him.

Fu Chenyu took a closer look, only Ji Mian's eye sockets were rubbed red, the bloodshot eyes were due to inflammation, not pink eye disease, he breathed a long sigh of relief.

At this moment, Ji Mian's eyes only reflected his own shadow, as if he was the only one in his world.

Fu Chenyu held Ji Mian's steamed bun face, feeling soft in his hand, he felt a strange feeling in his heart, sore and swollen.

When Lin Minzhi rushed to the school after receiving the news, Ji Mian was already sitting obediently in the office.

After going to the hospital for an examination for a long time, I realized that it was a false alarm. It turned out that Ji Mian was allergic to sweet-scented osmanthus, and it happened when the seasons changed in autumn.

For the next few days, Ji Mian wore small black sunglasses and a white mask, almost fully armed.

But there are still many people in the school who are rumored that he has pink eye disease, and they dare not look at him directly.

Ji Mian sat alone and waited for school to end. When the beautiful bell rang, all the classmates packed their schoolbags and lined up at the door.

Students in each class of Liming Primary School have to line up at the door of the classroom before school is over, and they can only leave when they arrive at the school gate.

Ji Mian had something on his mind today, so he walked very slowly, looking around while walking, but he couldn't find the Fu Chenyu he was looking for.

Ji Mian was a little grateful for Fu Chenyu's stay a few days ago. After all, Fu Chenyu didn't know that he was not suffering from pink eye, and he was willing to stay with him under such a dangerous premise. point.

Ji Mian always repays favors, and today he wanted to say "thank you" to Fu Chenyu.

It wasn't until he walked to the small flower bed 200 meters away from the school that he saw Fu Chenyu.

And Fu Chenyu is in good condition, he is fighting with two boys, it seems that Fu Chenyu beat others unilaterally.

The two elementary school students in school uniforms were beaten until they screamed and cried loudly:

"It's pink eye! Why can't I say it!"

"Pinkeye is scary! It's disgusting!"

"I didn't talk about you again! It's none of your business! Why did you hit us!"

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo...

"Aww—I'm sorry! Don't hit me! It hurts, it hurts!"

Fu Chenyu withdrew his hands, stood up and saw Ji Mian.

The two children took advantage of him being in a daze and didn't notice for a while, hugging their schoolbags, crawling and running away.

Ji Mian opened his mouth, his heart was beating like thunder, and the screen was filled with bullet screens: It's over, it's over, I saw the boss beat someone, I won't be jointly and severally responsible, right?

Fu Chenyu didn't speak, picked up the schoolbag on the ground sullenly, and patted the dust on it.

Ji Mian saw a bloody gash on the side of his face, as if scratched by a fingernail.

He immediately thought of Fu Chenyu's behavior of staying with him, and he was a little hesitant: Maybe Fu Chenyu is not so fierce, or maybe... he doesn't hate him that much?Well, Fu Chenyu has always been indifferent to him, and he can't see whether he is annoying or not.

Fu Chenyu turned around and left with his schoolbag on his back, Ji Mian hurriedly ran after him, his little milk voice hurriedly said, "Fu Chenyu!"

Fu Chenyu's footsteps paused for a while, but he didn't stop, but he obviously walked a lot slower.

Ji Mian grabbed his arm and said sincerely: "Fu Chenyu, your face is hurt."

Fu Chenyu ignored him, Ji Mian showed his love for classmates and mustered up his courage: "I have a band-aid, let me put it on for you."

The final result was Fu Chenyu's expressionless, pale and handsome little cool boy's face, with a white bunny Band-Aid stuck on it.

Ji Mian didn't forget that he came to thank Fu Chenyu, he took out his pocket money and stood in front of the cake shop, and said crisply, "Auntie, I want this umbrella cake."

Ji Mian likes to eat sweets, but his pocket money is limited, usually it takes several days to save enough to buy a small cake worth three yuan.

Today, in order to show his gratitude, he bought the umbrella cake cup that he had been reluctant to buy, and it cost five yuan each.

"Here you are." Ji Mian handed the cake to Fu Chenyu: "Thank you."

Fu Chenyu said lightly: "Thank me for what."

Ji Mian looked at him, the stars in his eyes were shining brightly: "Thank you for staying with me that day."

Fu Chenyu took the cake, scooped a spoonful of cream into his mouth, and it was sweet all the way to his heart.

Sweeter than cream is the smiling face of the stupid rabbit in front of me.

Fu Chenyu walked silently, Ji Mian's heart was pounding, as if he had overcome some difficulty, he caught up and asked cautiously: "Fu Chenyu, are we friends?"

After a long time, Ji Mian heard Fu Chenyu's awkward reply: "Yes."

In the night sky of Ji Mian, the stars are all lit up.

The cat-like eyes bent into a small bridge, the joy was hard to hide, and the heart was jumping with joy: Oh my God, it turns out that he didn't pretend to be affectionate, and the boss really wants to be friends with him.

He seemed to see a gleaming "golden medal for avoiding death" hanging around his neck!

Seeing Ji Mian's smile, Fu Chenyu's heart skipped a beat.

The tips of his ears were a little red, he turned his head and thought awkwardly: Is it so happy to be his friend, stupid rabbit.