I cried, I pretended

Song Mingwang himself had never encountered such a situation, so he could only hide his bewilderment with fierce eyes, but his blushing cheeks had already revealed what he was thinking.

He knew that this was a normal phenomenon physiologically, but facing Cheng Wang, it was hard for him to let go.

When Song Yuting came to pick Song Mingwang up, he was keenly aware of his son's depression.

"Why look around?"

"It's nothing." Song Mingwang leaned his head against the car window listlessly.

Song Yuting thought it was because he was too tired, "Go back and take a shower, and go to bed early today."

"Ah."

Back home and lying on the bed, Song Mingwang tossed and turned but couldn't fall asleep, his mind was full of what happened today, the more he thought about it, the more wronged he felt, and the more he thought about it, the more he felt ashamed.

How could he react to Cheng Huang.

Fortunately, Cheng Wang didn't point out anything at the time, but I don't know if he will tell others later, thinking of this, Song Mingwang couldn't help feeling anxious.

So he took his phone again, found Cheng Wang's WeChat, and released him from the blacklist with a single finger.

He wasn't sure if he had blocked him, but if he blocked himself too.

So I tentatively sent a message, which was an emoji of a kitten smiling.

Unexpectedly, there was a message back very quickly.

"?"

Although it was just a simple symbol, Song Mingwang finally let go of his heart.

He pondered over what to say, and typed it out word by word, "You are not allowed to tell anyone what happened today."

This time it was slower to come back over there, probably to go to wash up.

"what's up?"

Song Mingwang stared at those three words, and Cheng Wang's raised eyebrows and teasing eyes could even appear in his mind if he said this in person.

Song Mingwang was a little annoyed: "Don't play dumb!"

Over there, Cheng Huang smiled, stopped teasing him, and replied "Got it", then threw the phone aside and went to work on other things.

The next day Song Mingwang's cold really got worse, his nose was completely blocked and he couldn't breathe, Song Lanyu saw that his nose was red from being rubbed, she was distressed and asked him to take a day off, Song Mingwang of course refused.

There was a quiz in mathematics today, Song Mingwang was not in a good mood, he fell asleep on the table after finishing it quickly.

He felt his face was hot, and even his breath was much hotter than usual.

After finishing the multiple-choice questions, Cheng Wang put down his pen and looked out the window. The sky outside was gloomy, and it was likely to rain.

"Close the window."

Hearing a muffled voice from the side, Cheng Wan turned his head and glanced at Song Mingwang who was lying on his stomach.

Song Mingwang was half asleep and half awake, shivering from the cold wind, so he muttered in a daze.

After he finished speaking, he heard the sound of closing the window, and the cold wind that longed to penetrate into his body finally disappeared.

After class, the chemistry teacher procrastinated for a while, and did not ask the class representative to collect the papers until the class was about to start.

When Song Mingwang received it, Meng Keran, the chemistry class representative, had a hard time. He saw that Song Mingwang was in a deep sleep, with his entire upper body pressed against the paper, his head tilted to one side, and his mouth unconsciously opened slightly.

I wanted to call him directly, but seeing that he was sleeping so sweetly, and most importantly, it was rare to see him so well-behaved, so I hesitated.

"Song Mingwang?" She finally shook his arm lightly.

Song Mingwang opened his eyes in a daze, because his brain obviously hadn't recovered after waking up, so he had to react for two or three seconds before handing her the paper.

At the same time, the class bell rang. This class was Wu Cui's English class, but it was Guo Jin, the head teacher who came in. He walked in with the teaching pole, put down the textbook, and glanced around.

"Where is the class representative? Why didn't you take the reading?"

Jiang Qingqing stood up, with a troubled expression on her face, "...the teacher just closed the papers, and I didn't have time..."

"Okay, let's sit down." He didn't say anything more, but looked at the people in the class, not intending to attend class.

Everyone was full of doubts, and Guo Jin suddenly took out his mobile phone and began to read his name.

The people whose names were read all stood up in bewilderment.

"Okay, there are only so many people." Guo Jin counted the number of people, "Hand over your mobile phones."

"I don't have a cell phone."

"Yes, I'm wronged, I don't have a mobile phone either."

Guo Jin ignored them and complained, "How can you get a red envelope without a mobile phone, hurry up, don't talk nonsense, take out your mobile phone."

Song Mingwang managed to pull himself together. When he mentioned the red envelope, he remembered something. During the morning reading class, someone sent a red envelope anonymously in the class.

He was not in good spirits at the time, and fell asleep on his stomach after just one glance.

Now it looks like it saved his life.

Those who were recruited knew that they could no longer deny it, so they handed over their mobile phones with reluctance.

Who would have thought that my class teacher would send out red envelopes for fishing.

They also had an instinctive reaction when they saw the red envelope, and they couldn't help but ordered it quickly.

During lunch, Song Mingwang didn't go to the cafeteria because of his throat discomfort, swelling and pain, and lack of appetite. Song Yulan was busy with work these days, so he didn't make lunch for him, so he only drank some milk.

"Cough..." Song Ming coughed and became dizzy for a while.

At this time, most of the people in the class went to the cafeteria, and finally even Yu Ting, a bookworm who had never been immobile for ten thousand years, went out to eat. As long as Song Mingwang was lying on the table alone, he felt weak all over his body.

The canteen was full of people, Tang Qin only took one look and clicked his tongue, "You said our school is really stingy, there is only one canteen, look how crowded it is."

Cheng Wang unscrewed the cap of the Coke bottle, raised his head and took a sip, and rolled his Adam's apple up and down. It was just such a simple movement, and it was done by him, which attracted the attention of many people.

Zhou Yao was sitting at the side. Today, she deliberately wore light makeup that was not noticeable, and her hair was also carefully taken care of.

"I heard that you quit your part-time job at the barbecue restaurant?" She pursed her lips.

Cheng Huang hummed lightly.

"why?"

"There is no reason." Cheng Fan's tone was lukewarm.

Seeing his indifferent attitude, Zhou Yao couldn't help biting her lips, feeling sore in her heart.

She didn't understand how Cheng Wang could look him in the right eyes. From junior high school to high school, they were classmates for four or five years. It took her so long to follow him with a shameless face. She even got close to Tang Tan to be by his side. a position.

But it is not enough.

She didn't even know whether Cheng Wang regarded herself as a friend, she just followed him wishfully, maybe he just ignored her around him because of Tang Tan's face.

Cheng Wang's heart is like a stone, and it is impossible to accept anyone, but she still has a small extravagant hope, what if, what if she can warm him up.

"It's because of your grandma." Tang Qin happily hooked his shoulder.

"Yeah." Cheng Fan's tone softened, "She's not in good health recently, and the barbecue shop sometimes works late."

"Speaking of which, I haven't visited her old man for a long time." Tang Qin scratched his chin, "I'll find time to visit her some other day."

A few people were talking, Tang Tan didn't know what he saw again, and he was startled.

"Isn't that little fat man?"

Tian Mengmeng was struggling to squeeze in front of the counter, clutching a few banknotes tightly in his hand.

Tang Tan whistled and laughed, "But why is he alone, where is that idiot? Aren't the two of them usually inseparable?"

Cheng Wang casually threw the empty bottle into the trash can without saying a word.

"Could it be that the little fool didn't come to eat, haha, fuck, he lost weight, why did the little fat man lose weight even if he didn't lose weight?" Tang Qin even joked about himself.

He just said it casually, but quickly put the matter behind him, and asked Zhou Yao again with a smile.

"Little porridge, what class is your physical education class today?"

Zhou Yao glanced at Cheng Juan, he seemed a little absent-minded, "Second quarter in the afternoon."

"Then what to do, we are not in the same quarter, we can't play together anymore."

"Hey, where are you going?"

Cheng Wang didn't turn his head back, "Go back to the classroom."

"What are you doing back in the classroom? It's not too early for class."

Song Ming was so dazed that he felt as if he was stepping on a soft cloud, his whole body was light.

Suddenly, there was a refreshing coolness on his forehead, as if something touched his forehead.

"stand up."

A familiar deep voice was vaguely heard in the ear, which seemed to be slightly cool.

He forced his eyes to raise his head, and saw Cheng Huan standing in front of him frowning.

Song Mingwang was not in the mood to argue with him at the moment, and said weakly: "What's the matter? Don't disturb my sleep if it's nothing."

Cheng Wang ignored him, and pulled him up from the seat. Because of sitting for a long time, coupled with his lack of strength due to illness, Song Mingwang's whole body went limp, and he immediately reacted and grabbed his arm tightly. .

Cheng Jue looked down at him, with a faint sarcasm on his lips, "I'm almost burning like a fool, but I'm quite energetic."

...

In the infirmary, Song Mingwang was lying on the hospital bed, and Cheng Wang was talking to the school doctor behind the curtain.

"Why did it come here? Anyone who doesn't send it here can directly fry eggs."

"..."

"How tall are you?"

"Sophomore year."

"Please help him take a leave of absence, he will probably stay here all afternoon."

"Ah."

"I'll give him a drip first, take the medicine and observe to see if he can get better, if not, send him to the hospital immediately."

Song Mingwang sat up as soon as he heard that an IV drip was needed and struggled, "I won't get an injection, I won't get it..."

He has been afraid of injections since he was a child, and has an inexplicable fear of such pointy things, even chicken mouths.

Before the words fell, the curtain was lifted from the outside, Cheng Fan's eyes fell on him, his face was flushed abnormally, because of the high fever, the body's self-protection mechanism took effect, and the eye sockets began to twitch involuntarily Secreting tears, it looks like he was aggrieved and teary after being bullied.

"Yo, I'm awake." The school doctor is a middle-aged uncle in his 30s. He looked at Song Mingwang's face and said, "Very good. It's just a little bit away from being burnt out."

Song Mingwang's eyes were empty, and he was still muttering about not getting an injection.

The school doctor told Cheng Wang directly, "Hold down his hand so that he won't move around."

Song Mingwang felt a tingling pain coming from the back of his hand. He looked down and wished he could faint again. The feeling of cool liquid entering the blood vessel was amplified in his mind, and the psychological effect made him feel that his whole hand was numb.

"It hurts me to death." Song Mingwang sniffed aggrievedly, then turned his head and smeared tears on Cheng Wang's arm.

Cheng Wang looked at his stained sleeves and frowned, he felt that his patience was about to run out.

"Aren't you very smart? Why don't you even know you have a fever?"

"Who said I don't know? Fever refers to a pathological increase in body temperature. It is the human body's action on pyrogens to regulate body temperature..."

"Is there any medicine that makes people quieter, the kind of injection."

Cheng Juan interrupted his science introduction coldly, and turned to ask the school doctor.

The school doctor didn't know what to do when he saw the situation, so he cooperated with him tacitly and said vividly from the side: "Yes, there is, it is very painful, the kind that hurts to death."

Song Mingwang immediately shut his mouth obediently, and cursed despicably in his heart.

After the injection, Cheng Juan glanced down at the watch on his wrist, as if he was going to leave.

Song Mingwang pursed his mouth, feeling a little pitiful.

He actually wanted to stay here, maybe because of his illness, people are a little sentimental.

In the past, when I was sick, someone would accompany me, no matter how busy Song Yulan was, she would turn off work to accompany him.

Although he and Cheng Wang are not at odds, it is better to be with someone than alone.

But it was absolutely impossible for him to say it, so he turned over, leaving only his back to Cheng Wang, forcing himself not to think about it, and began to recall various physics formulas in his mind.

But suddenly I heard the sound of a chair being pulled away from behind, probably Cheng Wang sat down, and then there was the sound of a book turning pages.

Song Mingwang's eyes widened slightly.

won't he go?

Song Mingwang curled up into his body, unconsciously clenched his hands into fists, muttering to himself.

Cheng Wang may not be so annoying.