moan when sick

In the second semester of the second year of high school, Song Fange was arranged by the school to go to the provincial capital with Gu Yao for two-month training in Mathematical Olympiad.Song Fange was a little worried about Wei Jingjue, hesitating between going and not going.

The number of places to participate in this training basically determines the number of places recommended by the school. How many people are jealous of the opportunity, Song Vage can't find a reason to refuse, and can only embark on the journey to the provincial capital under the vague eyes of his parents and teachers. shuttle.

Song Vatican is good at physics, and his classmates are majoring in chemistry. The two of them are not in the same class, nor assigned to the same dormitory. So when they are free, Song Vatican writes letters to Wei Jingjue, but none of these letters are sent. I have been out, and only when I call home every day, I will ask by the way.

His mother said that Wei Jingjue had another girlfriend and asked him to concentrate on his studies and wait until he went to college to make friends.His mother said that Wei's father fainted two days ago, and the doctor said it was high blood pressure, so he should pay attention to it, which scared Wei's mother. His mother said a lot, but she didn't seem to say anything.

Wei Jingjue would also call him two or three times a week to ask how he was doing.Is it tiring to study?Is it difficult, and let him buy some walnuts to eat more brain supplements.

Every time he received a call from Wei Jingjue, Song Fange wished that time would be faster and faster, so that he could return to City S immediately, so that he could return to Wei Jingjue's side immediately.And during the two or three days while waiting for Wei Jingjue's call, he would feel that time passed slowly, as if a century had passed.

Song Fange, who was counting the minutes and seconds, finally ushered in the day to go back.

When Song Vatican went out to participate in training, Wei Jingjue quit the team after participating in another basketball league. He had nothing to do, and he met some people outside the school for some reason, and he was tainted with banditry , with a height of 1.8 meters, a delicate appearance, and a good family background, coupled with the title of Sir Wei over the years, he has become a heartthrob.

From high school to high school, from school to off-campus, his girlfriends changed again and again.

When Song Fange came back, he found that Wei Jingjue started skipping classes, surfing the Internet, staying out at night, and his academic performance plummeted. no more.

Not only Wang Wei was anxious, but even Song Fange was secretly anxious. If this continued, he wouldn't have to expect Wei Jingjue to be admitted to the same school as him.

Looking at the blackboard, Song Fange turned the pen in his hand and slapped it on the table, no, he wants to have a good talk with Wei Jingjue.

When school was over in the evening, Song Fange ran away as soon as he pulled his schoolbag, completely ignoring the Chinese teacher who was talking on the podium.

When they ran to Wei Jingjue's class, no one was there, and the person who grabbed the door of their class asked, "Where's Wei Jingjue?"

"He? Didn't come to class all afternoon."

Song Fange's expression suddenly became ugly, and he didn't come to class all afternoon!Wei Jingjue is really going too far!Standing still and thinking for a while, Song Fange remembered an Internet cafe that Wei Jingjue had taken him to, turned his head and walked there.

After entering the Internet cafe, Song Fange frowned at the smoky environment inside. After searching two rows, he saw Wei Jingjue sitting in the corner and staring intently at the screen with a cigarette in his mouth.

Song Fange strode over, frowned and reached out to pull the cigarette from Wei Jingjue's mouth, "Follow me."

"What are you doing? I haven't finished the fight yet." Wei Jingjue said impatiently as he shook off Song Vatican's hand.

"Follow me." Song Fange stood beside Wei Jingjue, his voice was already a bit cold, but Wei Jingjue, who was fighting vigorously, ignored him at all, but a man sitting next to him squinted at Song Gita, "Who are you?"

Song Vatica glanced at the man, who had dyed yellow hair and looked like a hooligan. Turning around, he looked at Wei Jingjue, who already looked a bit like a hooligan. He flipped his keyboard and glared at Wei Jingjue, "Wei Jingjue! Come back with me! Look at what you look like now!"

Wei Jingjue blinked, slapped the table angrily, stood up, pointed at Song Vatican's nose and cursed, "Song Vatican, what are you doing? Are you sick?"

Song Fange looked at the fingers on the tip of his nose and sneered, "Oh, I'm fucking sick! I'll take care of you if I'm sick!" Then he frowned, "Come back with me."

"Are you fucking annoying? If I don't go back, don't bother me." Wei Jingjue sat down abruptly, ignoring Song Vatican.

Suddenly Song Vatican said, "Wei Jingjue, do you remember what you said when I broke my bone in the second year of junior high school? You said that if I have anything to do, I just ask, and you will never refuse. Do you remember?" He looked at Wei Jingjue, and Wei Jingjue at that time appeared in his mind, and he thought that was when his heart was moved.

"..." Wei Jingjue's face was dark and he didn't speak. Of course he remembered those words.

"I have one request now, follow me, and in the future, as long as I say 'follow me.' you must come with me. Can you do it?"

Wei Jingjue's eyes widened suddenly, and he glared at Song Vatican, "Song Vatican! Don't be too damned!"

"What? It can't be done? Then why the fuck did you say it in the first place? If you can't do it, don't say it!" Song Fange's tone changed, full of sarcasm.

"Fuck! Song Fange, you fucking ruthless!" Wei Jingjue scolded irritably, stood up and walked outside with a displeased face, obviously he acquiesced to this request.

In the next few days, Wei Jingjue was almost driven crazy by Song Vatican. No matter when he skipped class and came out to play games, within half an hour, Song Vatican would definitely find him and say to him, 'Come with me. 'And whether he is vigorously fighting monsters or just being excited about brushing books, he has to put down the mouse, stand up and obediently follow Song Vatican. He swears that he never wants to hear these three words again in his life!

"Song Fange! You have nothing to do all day, right?! Why do you have to follow me?" Wei Jingjue really couldn't figure it out, didn't he just go out and play a game?As for staring at him like that?

"Do you know how many students you have now? Do you still want to go to university?"

The two were walking home. This was the fifth time this week that Song Vatican had found Wei Jingjue out of the Internet cafe. Obviously, Wei Jingjue's patience was reaching its limit.

But even if he protested, it still had no effect. Song Vatican still appeared when it should appear, and blocked people when it should.Wang Wei saw that Wei Jingjue was becoming more and more obedient, and she was even more grateful to Song Vatican. Without thinking about it, she handed over the power of disciplining Wei Jingjue to Song Vatican.

In this way, it is more logical for Song Vatican to control Wei Jingjue.

This situation continued for another three weeks, and then one day when the two were on their way home together, they were surrounded by a group of thugs with unkind faces.

A group of people fight two, even if Wei Jingjue and Song Fange are good fighters, they can't stand up to such an offensive. Seeing that a stick is about to hit Wei Jingjue, Song Fange pulls Wei Jingjue to his side without thinking , and protected him under his body, and he was severely hit by a stick on the back.

"Hey! Are you okay?" Wei Jingjue heard Song Fange's muffled groan, raised his foot and kicked over a little gangster in front of him, turned around and asked.

"It's okay." Song Fange endured the pain, and knocked down another gangster with his elbow. Taking this opportunity, the two rushed out of the encirclement and ran forward desperately.

In the evening, Song Fange took a shower and was sitting at the desk reading a book when Wei Jingjue came over suddenly.

"How did you come?"

"Is your back still hurting?"

The two asked at the same time. Song Fange looked down and saw the medicine bottle in Wei Jingjue's hand. He wanted to say that he was fine, but he opened his mouth, "It hurts a little, but it's nothing serious."

Hearing this, Wei Jingjue quickly asked Song Vatican to lie down on the bed. Song Vatican did not shirk, quickly took off his shirt, and lay down on the bed. The white complexion intertwined with the purple bruises looked a little scary. Wei Jingjue I feel even more guilty in my heart, this is the second time Song Vage has blocked a stick for him.

Pour the potion into the palm of your hand, press the palm of your hand on Song Vatican's bruise, and secretly exert your strength, "Hmm..." Then you heard Song Vatican's muffled hum.

"It hurts?" Wei Jingjue asked.

"It's okay, you continue." Song Fange buried his head in the pillow, his breathing was disordered, Wei Jingjue's palm was walking on his back, and the intimacy of skin to skin made his heart flutter.

"Ah Jing..." Song Fange squinted and shouted softly.

"What's wrong?" Wei Jingjue asked without stopping.

"Stop associating with those people, study hard, let's go to a university." Song Vatican's voice was soft, like a temptation, causing Wei Jingjue's hand to stop, his eyelids to droop, and he didn't know what he was thinking , I just heard him hum slightly.