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Han songs had already started to play outside the window, and the whole dormitory building was filled with ping-ping-pong-pong sounds, which was very chaotic.

Chen Xun did not wake Teacher Qingliu up as usual, but sat on the bed thinking about life, with a serious expression on his face.

When Mingming first had a hazy feeling, he still desperately wanted to get close to him.

This meeting is really confirmed, but it has a sense of timidity.

What if... What if Teacher Qingliu hates this?

Ye Qingzhi on the upper bunk also woke up and slumped down from the top bunk.

As soon as he came down, he saw Chen Xun's haggard look, and he was frightened sober.

This person must have been traumatized by him last night.

"Brother Xun, are you okay?" Ye Qingzhi shook Chen Xun's shoulder.

Chen Xun raised his head when he heard the sound, and found that it was the person he met in his dream. He immediately bounced off like an electric shock, and rushed to the bathroom sullenly.

The door was slammed shut, shaking off a cloud of dust.

Ye Qingzhi: "...?"

Young man, so irritable in the morning.

Until after breakfast and morning reading, Chen Xun was still a little out of his wits, surrounded by helplessness.

Originally, after changing back to the seat at the same table, Chen Xun had to stick to Ye Qingzhi every day, hooking shoulders and backs and cuddling were the basic operations.

But today he is very abnormal, not only did not stick to it, but also sat upright on the side, almost one meter away from Ye Qing.

Ye Qingzhi observed him for a while without knowing why, but couldn't see anything from his complex and deep expression.

"Brother Xun, where's your composition?" Ye Qingzhi poked Chen Xun, who was scribbling on the paper, and asked.

The place touched was numb like an electric shock, and Chen Xun, who was still pretending to be a good student who listened carefully to the class, shuddered. While holding down the place touched, he frantically forced himself to be ascetic and blurted out.

"Prosperous, democratic, civilized, harmonious, patriotic, dedicated, honest and friendly!"

Ye Qingzhi was taken aback: "...What are you doing?"

Chen Xun chanted it twice before taking out the written composition from the drawer, placing it on Ye Qingzhi's desk with his backhand, and continued to draw his manga in a trance.

The whole movement was done in one go, without daring to look at Ye Qingzhi.

Ye Qingzhi: "?"

I always feel that I am disgusted, but I can't find evidence.

Ye Qingzhi looked at Chen Xun's aloof profile, and looked down at his composition in bewilderment.

This composition requires clarifying my understanding of the three joys in life, and analyzing which kind of joy is the most important.

Ye Qingzhi held Chen Xun's composition paper and began to read it calmly.

[...In my opinion, helping others is a very happy thing, but enjoying oneself is also a kind of transparency. At the same time, contentment and happiness will also bring a great sense of satisfaction. ]

Ye Qingzhi: "..." Is this the legendary Master Duan Shui?

[However, in my opinion, these three kinds of music can actually be combined.For example, if I duo with others, I am happy, and my teammates are also happy. Winning or losing is not important, and I can be self-satisfied. ]

He studied it several times, circled the problems and advantages, and poked Chen Xun again.

Chen Xun panicked and jumped up on the spot: "Hmm?"

Ye Qingzhi: "...Did you eat something wrong today?"

Chen Xun scratched his head, pretending that the naive criticism just now was not his own: "No, no. Finished writing?"

"Well, take a look at the comments below." Ye Qingzhi put the revised composition on Chen Xun's desk, and analyzed the topic with him in a low voice, "You can't write this composition so evenly, you have to highlight one key point, highlight The one you think is the most important. And don’t give such bad examples.”

His tone of voice is always soothing and calm when he talks about the topic, and he is very organized.Even though all kinds of voices in the class were extremely noisy, the voice of his lecture could make Chen Xun fully involved.

But today, Teacher Qingliu's voice was inexplicably hoarse.

When Ye Qingzhi coughed lightly for the second time, Chen Xun finally realized something was wrong, broke away from the truth that he was bent, grabbed Ye Qingzhi's wrist, and touched his cheek with the other hand.

"Why?" Ye Qingzhi let Chen Xun's actions, not only did not feel too intimate, but he was relieved that his good brother was finally back to normal.

...Wait, what's normal?

Ye Qingzhi suddenly realized that he seemed to have been assimilated by Chen Xun unconsciously.

The identity of a straight man gradually became Schrödinger.

Chen Xun moved his hand to Ye Qingzhi's forehead, tried it, and heaved a sigh of relief: "I don't have a fever."

Ye Qingzhi coughed again: "For a while, I don't know whether you are connoting me or caring about me."

Chen Xun: "..."

He knocked him angrily: "Why did you get up to drink water last night?"

His teacher Qingliu didn't like to exercise, but also didn't like to drink water. Chen Xun had never seen Ye Qingzhi drink water on his own initiative a few times.

Ye Qingzhi was simply baffled: "Of course I'm thirsty to drink water. Uh...it seems to be because my throat is a little itchy."

After the words fell, he sneezed in the same inexplicable way.

Chen Xun sighed: "Qingzhi, you have a cold."

Ye Qingzhi said firmly: "Impossible!"

Chen Xun! "..."

Ye Qingzhi: "You don't have to trust me, but you have to trust the weather in City A."

City A, it is a very magical place.In the early morning and evening of early November, there may be a slight illusion of winter, but during the day, especially at noon, it will be as hot as summer.

Just as Ye Qingzhi finished speaking, he sneezed again.

"..."

Chen Xun moved the hand holding Ye Qingzhi's wrist, and directly closed his hand.

Follow the one who is holding the snow ball.

Chen Xun stared at Ye Qingzhi, who was only wearing a single shirt, and asked him, "Although it's very hot, it's easy to catch a cold when the season changes. Did you bring a coat?"

Ye Qingzhi was still thinking about which link went wrong.

It seems to be the day when he was talking to his parents, there was a bit of wind in the living room, and he went out shopping without a coat on Sunday night.

Well, I shouldn't have been so firm just now.

Chen Xun looked at Teacher Qingliu who was still in a daze, and fumbled in the drawer a few times.

However, since he was a child, he has seldom been sick, and he is not afraid of the cold at all. He wears short-sleeved or single clothes all the year round, so there is no coat in the drawer.

After Ye Qingzhi finished his reflection, he answered Chen Xun's question a few beats late: "Ah, no. The coats are all in the dormitory."

Due to the wonderful weather in City A, there were [-]/[-] splits between students who wore jackets and those who didn't. Chen Xun thought for a moment: "Let me borrow a jacket."

Before Ye Qingzhi could speak, he denied the proposal himself: "No!"

How can you let Teacher Qingliu wear other men's clothes!

Ye Qingzhi: "..." If you can't, then you can't, why did you say it so loudly all of a sudden.

"Go to the school doctor's office." Chen Xun immediately changed a solution, "By the way, go to the dormitory to get a coat."

Except for two sneezes, Ye Qingzhi still seemed to be alive and well.

He pondered about his state, and referring to his past illness experience, shook his head: "No need, it's not serious, just drink some hot water and it will be fine."

The two argued briefly, but in the end Chen Xun gave in.

"You wait for me for a while."

He glanced at his watch, rubbed Ye Qingzhi's head, kicked off the chair, and disappeared at the stairs like a gust of wind.

Just before the class bell rang, Chen Xun ran into the classroom with a large coat.

This coat with a refreshing laundry detergent smell covered Ye Qingzhi's body.

Chen Xun's coat was a few sizes larger than Ye Qingzhi's, and it looked a bit empty after wearing it.

Ye Qingzhi lay on the table, looked sideways at Chen Xun: "Why didn't you take mine?"

Chen Xun didn't talk about his little selfishness, and reached out to help him tidy up his coat, with some worry in his eyes: "The first one I saw, I just took it."

Lied to Teacher Qingliu, his school uniform jacket was stuffed in the closet, which belonged to the bottom-level clothes of the box.

Ye Qingzhi stared at Chen Xun.

This person should be running back and forth, his hair was a little messy by the wind.

It was the first time someone expressed his concern and care for him in such a straightforward and enthusiastic way.

Not even his mother, Ms. Lin.

When he was sick when he was young, Ms. Lin would try to find a solution in an orderly manner, and then comfort him gently and lightly.

It's not that he doesn't know what to do and thinks this is not caring, but Chen Xun's caring really... makes his heart burn.

It's very depressing.

Ye Qingzhi closed his eyes, and lightly hooked Chen Xun's hand: "Thank you Brother Xun."

……

After Chen Xun realized that he had a strong feeling of distress for the sick Ye Qingzhi, he quickly accepted the fact that he was bent into a mosquito coil.

Once he accepted this fact, his mentality was completely restored.

He scanned the abstract comics showing his mental journey, posted them on Weibo, and couldn't bear to come to the post bar to post.

[It’s like this, I found that I have very strange thoughts about a person, I want to get close to him, want to occupy his time and attention, and I will react to him.Then today he was sick. ]

The bar he went to was filled with people who love to listen to love stories and do emotional analysis. As soon as he posted this post, there were several more comments.

- Front squat.

-oh?Then you feel bad?

- Sister, don't hesitate, just rush if you like it.

-Hey, it looks like a deer bumping around.But judging by the possessiveness you described, it's quite domineering.

- no, there is a reaction?he?

- Blind student, you discovered Huadian.

……

After Chen Xun finished posting this paragraph, he slipped away, leaving behind a group of people whose appetites were whetted to send him question marks.

in the afternoon.

Ye Qingzhi's cold didn't get better as he expected.

After taking a nap, Ye Qingzhi was a little groggy, and his voice was too hoarse to speak.

Chen Xun looked at his pitiful appearance, and didn't know whether to be angry with himself or him: "I should go to the school doctor's office this morning."

Ye Qingzhi argued innocently: "I used to drink hot water to suppress my cold before. I drank two jugs of water."

Chen Xun deeply suspected that Teacher Qingliu actually didn't want to take medicine.

But in this situation, I'm afraid it won't work if I don't take medicine.

"Let's go to the school infirmary."

The two of them asked their brothers in the dormitory to take a day off from their afternoon study, and they went to the school doctor's office together.

Ye Qingzhi's footsteps were a bit shallow, walking on the flat concrete road was like stepping on cotton candy.

Chen Xun stopped and looked at him for a while.Ye Qingzhi tried hard to open his heavy eyelids: "What's wrong?"

Chen Xun didn't speak, squatted down, bent his back a little, and motioned for him to come up.

"Teacher Qingliu, I'll carry you on my back."

The author has something to say:

Teacher Qingliu: No, it will damage the image of a straight man.

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Thank you Yanyangtian for the nutrient solution!Pooh!