Why is first love so sweet?

Satisfied, Sheng Yi rested his forehead on Rong Yu's shoulder, and felt the comfortable temperature through the soft fabric of his pajamas.

It looks cold from a distance and doesn't smell like heat.

Such a contrast is like a mass of constant-temperature air frozen in an ice cube.

It is the warmth that can only be felt if one is allowed to pass through that transparent barrier and be accepted by the owner.

He could no longer recall his mother's body temperature, but he had already engraved his memory on this person's temperature.

When did he start to miss this person's body temperature?

As a result, no matter when, no matter what kind of emotions you have, as long as you are approached by this temperature, all frizz can become obedient and get the most effective comfort.

Will Rong Yu be so attached to his body temperature?

Sheng Yi moved forward, put his arms around Rong Yu's neck, pressed one leg up, and stuck himself onto Rong Yu's body like a warm baby, raised his head with a selfish smile and asked, "Is it warm to sleep with me?" ? Humanoid winter artifact."

Rong Yu seemed to be pleased by his clinginess early in the morning, lowered his face and buried it on Sheng Yi's shoulder, not wanting to admit anything, and deliberately said: "So summer will be very hot."

A little bit unwilling.

Sheng Yi clung even tighter, entangled Rong Yu like an octopus in the bed, bit his ear in retaliation, and said viciously: "Then I have to stick to you even more in summer, how do you know the air conditioner is not hot?" good?"

Being bitten by the puppy's playful playfulness was a little painful, Rong Yu clicked his tongue and pinched Sheng Yi's waist under the quilt.

The two quarreled under the quilt for a while.

This is how we grew up together. No matter how much we love each other, we won't be afraid of hurting our feelings when we fight back. On the contrary, we can feel the intimacy of each other more clearly.

Last night at the observatory, he went crazy, Sheng Yi's sequelae have not passed yet, his waist is sore and his legs are hurting.After being defeated soon, he grunted like a puppy begging for mercy.

Rong Yu didn't do anything serious at all, it was because Sheng Yi was too spoiled and spoiled, with the body of a young master.

The quilt had already been kicked off the bed by Sheng Yi, Rong Yu sat up and pressed the waist of the poor beggar with dignity.

Sheng Yi leaned on the pillow sideways and squinted his eyes, commanding like a grandpa: "Squeeze your legs again."

The young master's way of ordering others is really too much to be beaten.

Rong Yu's eyes darkened.

Resisting the urge to make people lie down for another day, he patted his puffy buttocks under his pajama pants: "I have an exam today, get up quickly."

Before he had enjoyed enough, Sheng Yi was forcibly pulled up.

I don't know who is going to take the exam. The examinee himself is still lazy. It's like a [-]-kilogram sandbag is tied to his leg, and he pushes and takes a step.

After finally driving people into the bathroom, the toothbrush had to be filled with toothpaste and stuffed into his hand, the young master barely raised his hand and put the electric toothbrush into his mouth.

Then stand still again.

Rong Yu went to another bathroom to take a shower, and when he came back, he found someone standing in front of the sink with a toothbrush in his mouth, without moving his posture.

Looking at the time, Rong Yu closed his eyes and took a breath, took the toothbrush in Sheng Yi's hand unbearably, turned around and ordered: "Open your mouth."

Sheng Yi still looked lazy, looked at him with a smile in his eyes, and opened his mouth obediently.

It has been a long time since Rongyu served Sheng Yi before the exam.

Sheng Yi wasn't like this in the last joint art exam.So he guessed that Sheng Yi must have recalled something.

Ever since he knew Sheng Yi, no matter what the exam was, this guy was like this before every exam.

After entering high school, even if the grades became excellent, nothing changed. On the morning of the exam, I wished I could become a sloth.

Because Sheng Yi never told him about this part, Rong Yu didn't know exactly what Sheng Yi went through when he was a child, which caused him to resist the exam so strongly.

After serving the distinguished candidates to wash and get dressed, Sheng Yi lay down on the bed again and continued to be lazy.

"It's too late, take the sandwich to eat on the road." Rong Yu put on his coat and dragged him up, tied a scarf on Sheng Yi, and urged: "Go to the car to check the painting tools."

"Oh." Sheng Yi dragged out a long voice, but he was still able to laugh.

Rong Yu pinched Sheng Yi's face helplessly, "Then move quickly."

Sheng Yi's footsteps were slow, and Rong Yu led him to speed up.

Originally, there was ample time for preparation, but this person wasted his hands and feet in a hurry.

Rong Yu was really convinced.

Thinking of having to worry about this candidate again during the days of the college entrance examination, Rong Yu already started to have a headache in advance.

After driving the candidates to the examination room and watching Sheng Yi enter the activity building for the examination on time, Rong Yu was relieved.

In order to prevent any accidents, Rong Yu took a day off and waited in the school library, just in time to find some materials and write a paper that needs to be handed in recently.

The daily life of the first-year medical students is relatively busy. Apart from going to the hospital to practice with the tutor every day, Rongyu also has many research papers to complete.

Moreover, Rong Yu plans to speed up his academic progress and apply for graduation defense early next year.

For medical students, it is several times more difficult than other majors to graduate early, and it is basically impossible for others.

But Rong Yu's learning ability is amazing, and he is more diligent than others.At the undergraduate stage, Rongyu could have completed the credits faster, but in order to take care of Sheng Yi, Rongyu gave up a lot of study time.

Some time ago, Wang Sizhe also suggested that he could apply for graduation defense in advance, and choose to continue to study with him for a Ph.D., or apply for a doctoral student in a better foreign university.

And Rong Yu is a person who abides by the agreement.

When he married Sheng Yi, he promised Rong Qinghe that he would go back and inherit the family business.

Before Rong Qinghe proposed to let him take over the group, Rong Yu still hoped to complete his university major.

He doesn't like to give up halfway.

After the exam in the morning, Rong Yu took Sheng Yi to a restaurant near the school for dinner, and opened a hotel room for him to refresh himself.

After a while in the morning, Sheng Yi's condition became much better.

Sheng Yi took Rong Yu to accompany him to take a nap, rested his head on Rong Yu's chest to let go of his mind, and suddenly asked without confidence: "Do you think I can pass the exam?"

"Why not?" Rong Yu leaned against the head of the bed and stroked his hair.

"But everyone looks so powerful, and they are younger than me." Sheng Yi comfortably enjoyed Rong Yu's touch, feeling like a puppy lying on his chest.

He raised his head and met Rong Yu's eyes, and said worriedly: "And the enrollment quota is so small, there are only ten people, but there are so many applicants."

Rong Yu said indifferently: "There must be you."

An understatement of a sentence, but miraculously gave Sheng Yi a strong confidence.

"B University's oil painting major is not the best, why not apply to other schools?" Rong Yu asked.

"Because you are in B University." Sheng Yi replied without thinking.

He turned around, lay on Rong Yu's chest, looked at him unconsciously, and said naturally, "Of course I'm going to where you are."

Rong Yu stared at him fixedly.

Reminding himself of his original intention, Sheng Yi sat up and moved his fingers, immediately full of energy: "No matter how many competitors he has, no one can stop me."

Last exam in the afternoon.

sketch.

The test question was a plaster head of a man.

The most basic exam questions are also the exam questions that can best test the spirituality and foundation of candidates.

As the exam began, there was the sound of Sasha's pencil strokes rubbing against her.

It wasn't like this in the morning, but at the last subject, Sheng Yi suddenly felt intense tension.The palm of the hand holding the pen was sweating a lot, and the fingers trembled unconsciously.

After closing his eyes and calming down for a moment, Sheng Yi reached out to open the pencil case.

With a shake of his hand, there was a "loud noise" in the quiet examination room.

The pencil in the pencil case crashed to the ground.

Sheng Yi quickly picked up the pen.

The candidates around had no time to pay attention to the unexpected situation of their competitors and were not disturbed.After ten years of sharpening their swords, they all focused on bringing out their best strength.

The invigilator noticed Sheng Yi's state, and stared at him seriously in front of him with his hands behind his back.

Most of the dozens of pencils prepared had broken leads, so Sheng Yi nervously picked a 2B pencil that seemed to be in good condition, so that he could start the draft with his mind set.

Just after a few strokes, the lead suddenly broke away from the wooden scroll.

The surface looks intact, but the middle has been broken.

A handwriting on the drawing paper became somewhat unnatural due to the instability of the lead lead.

The invigilator noticed that Sheng Yi's face was abnormally pale, and watched him closely.

It is very rare to need to sharpen pencils in the examination room. Time is tight, and almost no one will waste time doing such stupid things.

Sheng Yi lowered his head and silently sharpened the pen with a sharp utility knife.

The man's long but profound voice in his mind lingered in his ears repeatedly like hypnosis.

He couldn't even remember when he heard some words.

"waste!"

"A child like you is doomed to accomplish nothing in the future."

"Culture class is not enough, just study fine arts and get a diploma."

"What's the use of finding the best teacher? It's just an excuse for you to continue dawdling. I have already foreseen your future."

"I'm so disappointed in you!"

Sheng Yi's eyes were a little out of focus, and when he recovered, his fingers suddenly felt itchy and tingling.

There was already a small puddle of blood dripping on the ground, but he didn't even notice it.

Since learning art, at least he has sharpened thousands of pencils, and this is the first time Sheng Yi has cut his hands.

He hurriedly put his bleeding finger into his mouth, the salty rust smell and clear pain finally woke him up.

Looking up at the watch, the exam time has passed an hour unknowingly.

The invigilator came over with a medical kit. It was the first time the invigilator had encountered such a situation in so many years: "Student, can you continue the exam?"

The examinees around him finally gave Sheng Yi a sympathetic look.

"It's okay." Sheng Yi exhaled, and simply used a band-aid to stop the bleeding.

His mentality calmed down completely, and he picked a good 4B pencil to start drafting again.

The invigilator took a look at the handsome candidate, and said with regret that the child seemed to have endless drawings.

Just as he was about to look away, he was suddenly attracted by Sheng Yi's astonishing writing speed and masterful composition.

Every new line that appears on the drawing paper is as easy to do as if it has been repeated countless times, with a solid foundation and a very personal style.

In just a few minutes, the invigilator was surprised to see that Sheng Yi had caught up with most of the progress of the other candidates, and nodded in admiration with a smile.

The last exam is over.

Sheng Yi took the painting tools and left the examination room with the candidates in a relaxed manner.

It was already dusk, and many parents were still waiting outside the examination room, embracing their children in relief.

Sheng Yi was no longer as envious as he was during the college entrance examination. His eyes quickly locked on the tallest and brightest figure in the crowd, and he ran straight to hug his "parents".

"How is it?" Rong Yu took the painting tool in his hand, wrapped his arms around his waist and hugged him back.

"Let's wait for the good news." Sheng Yi looked at the belief that supported him to complete the exam against the warm light of the setting sun, and said with a bright smile, "I feel that I can take the first place in the exam."

Candidates in the same examination room next to him turned to look at him when he heard the sound, and smiled inexplicably.

Sheng Yi didn't care either, and asked Rong Yu with a smile: "If I get the first place in the exam, how will you reward me?"

"What reward do you want?" Rong Yu's eyes were very gentle because of the color of the evening.

Sheng Yi thought for a while and said expectantly, "Will you go camping with me? I've always wanted to sleep in a tent once."

"Okay, wait until the weather gets warmer." Rong Yu took his hand and walked towards the parking lot.

After walking two steps, Rong Yu suddenly stopped.

He touched the bandage on Sheng Yi's hand, grabbed his hand, saw the bandage soaked in blood, and frowned: "Did you cut it during the exam?"

Sheng Yi usually doesn't take this small wound to heart at all. Before, he would cry so pretentiously because of other emotions.

"Oh, it's okay." Sheng Yi dragged Rong Yu forward excitedly: "Hurry up, I want to eat hot pot, this time I must eat enough delicious food here before leaving."

After getting into the car, Sheng Yi was drooling and picking out nearby hot pot restaurants on his phone, Rong Yu drove the car directly to the nearest affiliated hospital of B University.

Inexplicably, he was taken to the emergency room.

The wound was re-treated, and the doctor said that tetanus immune globulin injections were also needed.

Sheng Yi sat nervously on the treatment bed, clutching Rong Yu's coat tightly.

The nurse who came for the injection recognized the most famous intern in the psychiatry department, smiled kindly at Rong Yu, walked over with the cold iron pan, and said gently to Sheng Yi, "It may hurt a little."

Sheng Yi's eyelashes trembled, and his breathing stopped.

Fear of injections has nothing to do with fear of pain.

In the quiet consultation room, there was a clear and cold-blooded falling sound of the iron plate.

Sheng Yi's face suddenly turned pale.

This is much scarier than the exam.

Before the nurse approached with the syringe, Sheng Yi jumped off the treatment bed and was about to run, but was caught by Rong Yu and pressed back down.

"It will be fine, just a small wound." Sheng Yi looked up pitifully with red eyes, "Xiaoyu, I don't want to get an injection, is there any medicine I can take orally?"

Rong Yu took off his coat without any refusal, rolled up the sleeves of his T-shirt to let the nurse disinfect the skin on his arms, and comforted him: "It will be over soon. Be good, or do you want me to help you?"

The nurse pursed her lips and suppressed a smile.

Sheng Yi trembled and shook his head in horror.

If Rong Yu gives him an injection, he will have a psychological shadow when playing doctor games in the future.

People are weird.

The more scared I am, the more I want to stare at it.

The nurse approached his arm with a syringe. Sheng Yi leaned against Rong Yu's arms, staring at him with wide eyes, which made the nurse a little nervous.

Just as the needle was about to touch, Sheng Yi immediately said in horror: "Miss, don't shake."

Nurse: "..." Who is shaking?

"Don't look if you're afraid." Rong Yu pressed Sheng Yi's head into his coat.

The nurse took the opportunity to stick the needle in, but Sheng Yi suddenly turned his face and panicked to stop: "Wait a minute! I'm not ready yet!"

"..."

The nurse was so screwed that she almost couldn't get an injection. If she asked, she regretted it very much. She shouldn't have said that just now.

With a tactful smile, "Actually, it doesn't hurt that much."

Sheng Yi raised his head aggrieved, and tried to ask for help with red eyes: "Xiaoyu, let's go home, I won't eat..."

There was a sigh from above.

The next second, Rong Yu suddenly held his face and bent down.

The nurse beside her blushed, and seized the right moment to insert the needle.

Sheng Yi's mind went blank for an instant.

Apart from the wedding day, Rong Yu kissed him for the first time in front of others.

Although it was only a light touch of lips, Sheng Yi still felt very embarrassed.

Another hidden sweetness.

Feeling Rong Yu's lips in a daze, Sheng Yi's face and ears gradually turned red.

I haven't felt any pain yet, the injection has been completed.

The nurse quickly left the scene with the iron pan.

Rong Yu straightened up, with unnaturally red ears, and rubbed Sheng Yi's head: "Does it hurt?"

I saw the person who was about to die just now, slowly shaking his head dully, and then nodded quickly with a blushing face.

Rong Yu smiled: "It hurts, or doesn't it hurt?"

"It hurts."

Sheng Yi raised his face and pulled Rong Yu's sleeve to pretend to be pitiful, but the corner of his mouth revealed a trace of cunning: "It hurts too much, can you do it again?"

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