The scumbags of the professor's house

When Su Cheng woke up in his own bed the next day, he had a splitting headache.He fumbled along the head of the bed, and when he grabbed the cold phone, he suddenly sneezed loudly, covered his nose and looked up, the air conditioner was blowing on him, and when he opened the phone, an extremely strange light appeared on the screen. The number 5: 40.

It's still fucking dark.

Su Cheng's memory last night only supported him to go downstairs to Gouzi's house, and the rest was blank.

How did he come back?

Soon there was an answer that made him want to commit seppuku on the spot: Luston.

Hold.

Su Cheng's ear was pressed against the wall, there was no movement next door, he should still be sleeping, he got up on tiptoe, he had to wash off his stinky sweat, and calm down by the way.When throwing the dirty clothes into the laundry basket, Su Cheng suddenly felt blessed. He turned around and felt in his trousers pocket. Luston's ID photo slipped into his palm, and the boy with glasses mocked him three parts and four parts casually.

Did you get drunk last night?

Gan!You can't throw this thing away, and you can't keep it, it's really annoying.Su Cheng got up and randomly found a book full of dirt, and put the photos in it. It's best if you don't see it.

He went to take a shower.

I don't know if it was carrying people, drinking, and being blown by the air conditioner last night. When Su Cheng took a bath, he sneeze desperately. Fortunately, his physical fitness is not bad, and he basically returned to normal after taking a hot bath.Coming out of the bathroom, passing by Luston's room, there were sneezes one after another, Su Cheng sniffed, the state next door sounded much more serious than his.

Tell this guy to blow the air conditioner hard every day.

Su Cheng went back to the house, packed his things, looked at his watch just after 6 o'clock, but there was no movement next door, Su Cheng couldn't help turning his phone away and staring at the screen, no, it's Wednesday, not the weekend, and Luston still hasn't gone out yet?Under normal circumstances, Su Cheng would not knock on the door next door. After what happened last night, after repeated knocks with his conscience, he finally stood in front of the door next door.

As soon as he put his hand on it, the door opened inward by itself, and the cold wind gushed out, making Su Cheng tremble on the spot.Luston was tightly wrapped from head to toe, with short sleeves under his white long-sleeved school uniform, and he walked out listlessly with a red nose.

"You just turned off the air conditioner?" Su Cheng asked in disbelief, sneezing like that, is this guy still turning on the air conditioner?

Luston huddled in his clothes and nodded inconspicuously. He was wearing glasses, his cheeks and nose were slightly flushed, and he sneezed loudly, "Is there any paper?"

Su Cheng tilted his head slightly, and the trash can in Luston's room was nearly full.

"Wait." Su Cheng turned around and went to the bathroom, slipped out and picked up the paper, "The paper is all in the bathroom."

Luston nodded, unpacked a bag, stuffed it into his schoolbag, and put the rest back into the house.

"...are you still going?"

Luston zipped his jacket all the way, tucked half of his face inside, nodded slightly, and pointed to the door, signaling the two to go together.

When they went downstairs, Su Mingyuan was not there, but there were two kraft paper bags on the table in the living room, which should be for breakfast, Su Cheng simply carried them both, and the two went out one after the other.

Although it was early in the morning, the temperature was not low, but Luston shivered in his clothes. The good student really worked hard, and he still had to go to school after being so ill. Su Cheng deeply doubted whether this guy had a fever. Familiar, he has already touched the other person's forehead.

The whole journey was silent. When approaching the school gate, Su Cheng didn't keep up. He passed Luston's shoulder and stuffed breakfast to the rice dumpling in front of him: "You go in first."

"Oh." The sick man was kind of obedient, but now he is a kind of obedient boy.

After watching Luston enter the school gate, Su Cheng turned around and found a pharmacy near the school. He and Su Mingyuan were the only two in his house. The father and son were free from illness and disaster all year round. Except for things for bruises, he never put medicine in his house. Su Cheng went in, bought some cold medicines and antipyretics, took a thermometer before leaving, and trotted all the way, catching up to the second door where the morning reading was going.

There was no place to sit when entering the door, and Luston was lying on the last row. Their seats were surrounded by three floors inside and three floors outside. The voice of the small radio was the loudest: "Brother Lu, let's go to the infirmary!" ! I'll go with you." Lei Zi, his fan favorite, quickly picked up the conversation.

"You got it, the first class is Ming Mie's class, you just want to skip class." Fan Kuan said to him.

"I'm afraid I have a fever, so I'd better go and have a look." The round-faced school committee sat in Su Cheng's seat, and together with his followers, greeted Luston with his health.

Su Cheng walked in, "What are you doing here?"

"Brother Cheng! Brother Lu is sick!" The broadcaster waved at him, and gave him a look at the school committee.

"Stay around when you're sick? Are you not afraid of infection?" Su Cheng strode in, staring down at the school committee.

The round-faced school committee got up immediately after hearing the words, "Su Cheng is here. You see, I was busy caring for Brother Lu, so I took your seat. I'm sorry."

Su Cheng sat down and waved his hands like chasing flies: "It's just a cold, and the air around is not good."

As soon as the school bully spoke, everyone quickly dispersed, and only Lei Zi tried to take Luston to the school infirmary.

"Brother Cheng, it's alright, a prophet of fortune, if you don't see it, you will know that my brother Lu has a cold."

Su Cheng's movement of opening the breakfast bag got stuck in the air, and he replied, "Guessing."

"Hey, Brother Cheng, you are the same as Brother Lu's breakfast bag!" Lei Zi took out an empty leather bag from the drawer, shaking in the air, "Brother Lu said he wouldn't eat it, let me take care of it." He was not polite , and pulled Su Cheng’s bag on the table without any hesitation, “It’s exactly the same, where did you buy it, the sandwich inside is so delicious!” Su Cheng wanted to whip him: “Can you still eat it, or I’ll give you mine too ?”

"Really, what's the point of that?" Lei Zi said, stretching his hand straight in.

He was slapped by Fan Kuankuan and shouted, "I'm going to kill you! You don't want to take Brother Lu to the infirmary. It's Director Jin who read it as soon as possible. Hurry up."

Lei Zi had a bitter face: "Brother Lu is not going."

Su Chengcheng knew that this guy had to lie down with him when he came. What infirmary should he go to?He just came to show how Xueshen sleeps every day, with perfect marks in every subject.