his little candy

Song Guo went back to the classroom, Su Ruan was still sleeping.

"Ruanrou, wake up."

"Class begins."

Su Ruan turned over her face that was flushed red from the pressure, a strand of dull hair raised up in a unique way, and said with a pout, "Hmm, I need Xiao Guozi's kiss to wake me up."

Song Guo ignored the coquettish little one, and covered his face with the handed out test paper.

After class, English teacher Chen Jing walked in and took a stack of materials for the students to pass around.

Song Guo found out that it was an English model essay, which was the topic of this monthly exam, and it was obvious that this model essay was scanned from a student test paper, and the ink-colored handwriting on it clearly indicated a full score of 30 points.

He has already guessed who it is in his heart, and the handwriting style is very distinctive and strong, which can be seen at a glance.

After Song Guo finished reading the model essay, she became more self-reflective, and she also developed admiration for that person.

He probably has a good memory. As long as he applies the universal formula and recites some key vocabulary, he can get high marks in English composition every time.

However, in Han Che's essays, not only did he use a lot of advanced vocabulary, some of them he had never seen before, or he didn't find that a certain vocabulary had another hidden meaning besides those dozens of meanings. Almost all kinds of advanced sentence patterns are easy to come by, unpredictable, everything is very flexible, the expression is very smooth, and it has a high-level sense of beauty.

"This excellent model essay, you can extract it after class."

On the podium, the English teacher wiped the blackboard and said, "Okay, let's go to class."

This lesson is about the recent quiz in class, and when it was about to fill in the blanks, Song Guo lay on the table with her stomach covered.

Su Ruan whispered: "What's wrong?"

Song Guo burst into tears, "My stomach hurts."

Su Ruan: "Want to go to the toilet?"

Song Guo shook her head with a pale face.

Su Ruan looked at him worriedly: "Can you still bear it? Tell the teacher?"

"I don't." Song Guo pouted, "I'm still in class."

"The body is important, let me tell you."

Su Ruan glared at Song Guo, then stood up.

"teacher."

Chen Jing wrote a phrase, turned around, and asked, "Student Su Ruan, what's the matter?"

"Song Guo is not feeling well."

Chen Jing glanced at the pale Song Guo, frowned and said, "Go to the school hospital."

Su Ruan helped Song Guo up and walked towards the school hospital.

In the school hospital.

A handsome and handsome figure walked in with one hand in his pocket, lay casually on the sofa, crossed his legs and closed his eyes to rest, wearing a baseball cap, a hooded jacket and slacks, and no school uniform.

Mo Junchen, the school doctor in a white gown, was packing his briefcase, when he saw someone coming, he pulled his lips and jokingly said, "Hey, Young Master Han is here again."

Han Che raised his eyes slightly, "It's pure."

"If you don't go to class, come to me, and the principal will have to find me again later."

Han Che ignored it and glanced at the desk, "Why are you going?"

Mo Junchen took off his white coat, hung it on the hanger, and said to Han Che, "I have something to do, you need to leave later, lock the door."

Han Che closed his eyes, and lazily replied, "Got it."

After a while, intermittent voices suddenly came from outside the door.

"Song Guo, are you alright?"

"How about we go to the city hospital."

"Come and check first."

Han Che slightly opened his eyes, stood up, and looked out through the window. A boy in sportswear was supporting a boy in school uniform.

A boy in a school uniform, with a pale face, seems to be unwell.

"There's no one?"

"The door is closed."

Su Ruan looked at the closed doorway.

Han Che looked back at the white coat on the hanger, his eyes moved slightly.

Just when the two were about to leave, the door opened, and a doctor wearing sunglasses, a mask, and a white coat appeared in front of him.

Su Ruan asked suspiciously: "Doctor Mo?"

"My surname is Han."

Su Ruan thought that it might be the new school doctor, and said: "Doctor Han, my classmate has a stomachache, please check him quickly."

Song Guo glanced at the new doctor and felt that he was inexplicably familiar, but at the moment his stomach hurts, so he had no other thoughts.

The doctor let the two come in, "Please sit down."

Song Guo sat on the seat.

"Take it out."

Song Guo and Su Ruan looked at each other in puzzlement, but did not refute, and obediently stretched out their hands.

half an hour.

The doctor said: "Cough, please point to the painful location."

Song Guo didn't know why, the doctor stayed on his hand for a few seconds.

After he pressed the painful part, the doctor put his hand on his forehead. The hot touch made Han Che say in a deep voice, "Go to the hospital."

"No, I still have to go to class." Song Guo said suddenly.

Han Che glanced at the person in front of him in surprise, and said softly to Su Ruan who was beside him: "Student, please ask the teacher for leave. I will take this classmate to the hospital."

"No." As soon as Song Guo was about to speak out, she was so painful that she couldn't speak, and was immediately picked up by the doctor.

Song Guo was ashamed and angry. He was embarrassed by the stranger's embrace, but he couldn't resist the severe abdominal pain and fainted in the doctor's arms.

When Song Guo woke up, it was already night, and Su Ruan was lying beside the hospital bed.

"So soft?"

"Why are you here?"

Su Ruan blinked, "I'm applying to the teacher to accompany you."

Song Guo said weakly: "What's wrong with me?"

"Acute gastroenteritis. But don't worry, you'll be fine after taking some medicine. The doctor said you'll probably be discharged tomorrow or the day after tomorrow."

Song Guo touched his forehead, his skin was comfortable and clean, and his clothes were also fresh, but not his clothes, especially his underwear.

"Did you change my clothes?"

Su Ruanmeng shook her head and said: "No." Then said: "You are wearing this when I come here, I thought you changed it yourself."

Song Guo said angrily, "I've been in a coma."

Su Ruan was puzzled and said, "Ah? Who is that? It might be that Dr. Han."

Song Guo's eyelashes drooped downwards, recalling that Dr. Han in his mind.

Su Ruan said: "Xiao Guozi, are you hungry?"

Song Guo nodded weakly.

Su Ruan brought his backpack over, and took out an insulated box from it, "I've already prepared it for you."

He opened it and said, "Look, your favorite sweet-scented osmanthus pear porridge and steamed buns."

The smell of the food aroused Song Guo's greediness, and left Dr. Han behind.

The teacher notified the parents of the news that Song Guo was hospitalized. The next day, Song's mother came to the hospital to take care of Song Guo with all kinds of light food that nourished the stomach.

Su Ruan also went back to school.

This was forced by Song Guo, and he threatened that Su Ruan must pass grade No. 40 in the second monthly exam. If he failed the exam, he would not talk to Su Ruan, which made Su Ruan anxious.

In fact, Su Ruan didn't want to go to class, and preferred to stay with Song Guo in the hospital, although a god of learning didn't understand the tortuous brain circuit of a scumbag.

The next day, Song Guo was lying on the bed and watching the electronic version of the review materials on her mobile phone. Song's mother came in with a plate of fruit.

"Guoguo, take a break and rest your eyes too."

"Okay, Mom."

Song Guo put down the phone, and Song's mother came over and rubbed Song Guo's shoulders.

Song Guo ate the fruit, nestled in Song's mother's arms, and listened to Song's mother say: "Your aunt's elder brother has found a job in Kyoto. He has been looking for a year. The monthly salary is 10,000+, and he is in the financial industry."

"The son of your second aunt's family has just entered the first year of high school this year. I heard from your second aunt that his grades are pretty good. He passed your junior high school entrance examination and is ranked among the top in the city."

"There is also the son of Uncle Chen from your father's unit, who also graduated this year. Like you, I heard that he is in the top three in the school."

Song Guo was drowsy after hearing this, and after eating a piece of apple, she lay down on the bed, rolled over the quilt to cover her head, "Mom, I'm sleepy."

Song's mother hadn't finished speaking, but Song Guo was obviously not interested, so she packed up the thermos box, "Hey, okay, then you go to bed first, I'll go back first, and I have to cook for your dad tonight."

Song Guo: "Well, goodbye."

Mother Song glanced at Song Guo who was on the bed, and said thoughtfully, "I'll come see you again at night."

Song Guo under the quilt opened her eyes, "No need."

"I'll be discharged from the hospital tomorrow morning, and I can do it alone."

Song's mother resolutely said: "No, mom will send you to school and tell the teacher about your situation. I heard that you didn't get the first place in this exam."

finally come.

Song Guo under the quilt suddenly felt tired, and murmured softly, "Mom, it's not my problem."

Mother Song seemed in disbelief: "Whose problem is that? I don't believe there is anyone in Jiangzhong who studies better than you?"

Song Guo lifted the quilt, sat up from the bed, and said in a contradictory tone for the first time: "Mom, I'm just an ordinary person, and I'm not number one in the country. Isn't it normal to have better grades than me?"

Mother Song froze in place.

She knows what kind of temperament Song Guo is, she is soft and soft, soft-spoken, and never refuses to talk back, let alone contradict her.

Something must have affected her son.

Mother Song said with a straight face, "Guoguo, tell mom, are you in love?"

Song Guo stared wide-eyed, feeling that his fucking mind was so clear, "Mom, what nonsense are you talking about?"

Song's mother had an expression that I knew: "Then why did your grades drop suddenly?"

Song Guo felt wronged and said helplessly, "I haven't lost my grades."

Mother Song glared at him, "Nonsense." Then she said, "Go to bed first, I'll go back and cook for your dad, and I'll come and watch you at night, and we'll go to school together tomorrow morning."

The sound of the door closing sounded, Song Guo showed his face helplessly, sat up and leaned against the head of the bed.

The phone only has 5% battery, Song Guo opened the drawer, took out the power bank and charged it.

He clicked on WeChat, and several classmates in Moments posted selfies of vampires, and Song Guo realized that today was Halloween.

Su Ruan also sent a message.

Hey, the same style as the goddess.

The following two photos, one is of a female star, it looks like it was downloaded from Weibo, the watermark has not been removed, and the other is Su Ruan P himself.

Song Guo smiled and made a comment.

Song Guo: Goddesses don't like scumbags.

Su Ruan replied in half a second.

Su Ruan: Hoho, the goddess said that as long as you love her, everything can be forgiven.

Song Guo chuckled and scrolled down, a piece of news caught Song Guo's attention.

Halloween of the male god.

The following is equipped with a nine-square grid.

All photos of one person.

Song Guo looked at the poster again, it was Liang Shuxin, the literary and art committee member of their class, and surprise flashed in his eyes.

Liang Shuxin is usually cold and indifferent, and doesn't talk to her classmates very much, but she even posts this kind of Moments.

Song Guo felt a little surprised in his heart, and clicked on a clear-looking vampire makeup.

The demon of the night, with bloodthirsty makeup, coupled with the delicate silhouette of a young man, even the blood on his face is a charm that overturns all living beings, and Song Guo, who is a boy, can't help but feel his heart skip a beat.

By the time he reacted, he had already pressed save.