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The leaves on the treetops were all gone, and the grass was withered and yellow. It was December in N City, and there was not even a piece of green in sight.

Today, the weather in the north has become very cold. The heating pipes in the classrooms have long been trembling due to aging, and occasionally they are cold to the touch.

And Qin Yan and the others happened to be sitting in the row by the window. Whenever the wind blows outside, the glass would rattle non-stop. cold.

The students have heating in their homes, and they are very uncomfortable in the classroom. They are all wrapped in thick down jackets, and they don't take them off in the classroom.

As soon as Zhao Zhongya came in, he yelled at the students to open the doors and windows, and asked them to take off their down jackets, saying, "There is a bad smell in the classroom, and I don't know how to open the windows to ventilate. This is the easiest way to get sick, you know?"

Therefore, the student had to open the window and let the wind outside the house pour into the house.

Zhao Zhongya's class became more and more passionate, and when he was halfway through the genetic question, he said, "Look at you, you don't have any energy at all."

After class was over, Zhao Zhongya walked out of the classroom and went to his warm office.The students tacitly closed the door and closed the windows, complaining endlessly.

Qin Yan complained that Zhao Zhongya had a warm office, but he didn't feel cold.

But who would have thought that during evening self-study, Zhao Zhongya lost his temper again, turned around and said that the windows must be opened for ventilation, and students were not allowed to wear down jackets in the classroom at all.

He Jiashi felt that Zhao Zhongya's intentions were indeed good.Winter is the season of high incidence of infectious diseases. There are people with colds and fevers. It is really not good for everyone to be bored in a small classroom.It is also understandable not to wear down jackets in the classroom: after all, the outdoor temperature is much lower than indoors. If everyone wears down jackets in the classroom, they may catch a cold on the way home.

However, the intention was not necessarily bad, but the students couldn't accept it.

Too old heating, wide open doors and windows, not very warm clothes...

Everyone's hands were almost numb from the cold, and they carefully huddled in their sleeves, holding the pens in twisted postures, barely able to write.

When he got home that night, Qin Yan felt his throat was uncomfortable.

Qin Yan and He Jiashi are both in good shape, and they don't get sick very often, so they don't even have any spare medicine at home.

When He Jiashi saw that Qin Yan was lying on the bed as soon as he came back, sick, he quickly boiled water, poured him two big cups, and ran downstairs to buy medicine. When he came back, Qin Yan had already fallen asleep with his clothes on.

He Jiashi gently woke him up, fed him medicine, and helped him take off his clothes. Just as he was about to get into bed, Qin Yan weakly pushed him and said, "Don't sleep in the same bed with me, You go to that house."

He Jia was taken aback for a moment, and then a warm current flowed in his heart. He touched Qin Yan's forehead, "What? Are you afraid of infecting me?"

Qin Yan didn't have the energy to talk to him, he didn't even raise his eyelids, and let out a "hmm" from his throat.

He Jiashi leaned over and kissed his forehead, and said, "Don't be afraid, it's not that easy to contagion."

Qin Yan still didn't open his eyes, just smiled, and when he stopped caring about He Jia, he fell into a deep sleep.

Qin Yan's illness was violent.

When he got up early the next morning, he felt weak all over, his limbs were sore, and his head seemed to be filled with lead, and he almost couldn't lift himself from the pillow.

Qin Yan pulled his throat, and when he was about to call He Jia, he found that his throat felt like a layer of sandpaper, and it was raw and painful.

He cleared his throat and called out, "He Jiashi!"

He Jiashi was still washing up, walked to the bed with a toothbrush, sat down, touched his forehead to test the temperature, and after making sure he didn't have a fever, asked, "What's wrong? Are you feeling uncomfortable?"

Qin Yan said dejectedly, "It's uncomfortable."

So He Jiashi put the water and medicine in Qin Yan's hands while holding the toothbrush in his mouth, and said vaguely, "Hey, drink water and take medicine."

After taking the medicine, Qin Yan got out of bed dizzy, washed, ate, wrapped himself even more heavily, and walked out of the house unhappy.

If the cold outside is acceptable, then after entering the classroom, it will be a long torture.

The cold wind blew in from outside the house, pierced the clothes, easily passed through the flesh and blood, and finally stuck to the bones.

Qin Yan's mind was a little unclear, his mind was full of "how could it be so cold", and he could only grit his teeth and continue to persist.

At noon, Qin Yan didn't eat anything.The food in the cafeteria was not to my liking, and it was barely edible on weekdays, let alone sick now?

He only ate steamed buns in small bites, barely enough to satisfy his hunger, and he didn't even move his chopsticks.

Back in the classroom, Qin Yan lay down on the table, looking fragile and helpless. He Jiashi was very distressed, and leaned into his ear and said, "Qin Yan, don't hold on anymore, let's go home."

Qin Yan shook his head slightly, he didn't want to delay too much homework.

Liu Dong also glanced at Qin Yan and asked, "Do you have a cold?"

Qin Yan nodded, but did not speak.

Liu Dong licked his lips, and immediately moved the stool away, "Then I have to stay away from you, so don't infect me."

He Jiashi immediately frowned, feeling that Liu Dong was really annoying.

Liu Dong's timidity toward He Jiashi was still there, and he didn't dare to say anything for a long time. When class was about to start, he suddenly rushed to He Jiashi and said, "Let's change places, don't you want to be next to Qin Yan and take care of him?"

He Jiashi naturally knew about Liu Dong's little mischief in his heart, so he gave Liu Dong a glare, but he still accepted the suggestion.

After sitting next to Qin Yan, He Jiashi no longer had the heart to study, and couldn't help but look at him, but Qin Yan, taking advantage of the time when the teacher turned his back to write on the blackboard, rubbed He Jiashi's head and whispered, "Take a good class, Don't keep looking at me."

Qin Yan persisted until night, and finally lay down on the bed when he got home, breathing hard with his mouth open.

He Jiashi lay on the bed and watched him for a while, then fed him medicine, and when he calmed down in the warm room, he dragged him to take a hot bath.

After taking a bath, Qin Yan felt that his whole body was somewhat unobstructed. He got into bed, but he didn't feel comfortable for a few minutes. Before he fell asleep, his nose was blocked again.

He gasped for breath like a broken bellows, huffing.

He Jiashi looked at him for a long time, finally kissed his lips, and said, "Yanyan, get well soon. Later... I will definitely not let you suffer any more."

Qin Yan was really uncomfortable and couldn't fall asleep. After hearing this, he laughed a few times and said, "What's the matter? Aren't you the same as me? That's how everyone came here."

He Jiashi shook his head, his eyes suddenly became a little complicated, he frowned slightly, as if he was thinking, and after waiting for a long time, he said, "Actually, I always feel that in our place, whether it's a teacher or a parent, they will be intentional or not. 'Educate us about suffering'."

"It's as if in the student days, in the youth, it is necessary to experience these sufferings."

"There is no shortage of money for the provincial experiment, but we are allowed to eat a canteen that looks like pig food, and still use the heating from decades ago, and even the doors and windows are leaking."

"It seems that in the eyes of these teachers, leaders, and even parents, students can only be strong, grow, and be promising only after experiencing these hardships and suffering."

He Jiashi paused, and continued, "But actually...these are all useless. We are just enduring useless suffering and suffering needlessly."

Qin Yan froze for a few seconds, nodded, and murmured, "You're right."

If it weren't for the extreme cold, the students might be able to stay in the classroom for a few more minutes.But the cold dampened their enthusiasm for study, and after evening self-study, everyone just wanted to go back to their warm home.

Throughout December, Qin Yan fell ill intermittently. At first he had a cold, and then he coughed all the time. He didn't feel better even after a month.

In the end, Qin Yan didn't even bother to take the medicine anymore, only He Jiashi kept staring at him every day, insisting that he take it every time.

Qin Yan looked at He Jia helplessly, swallowed the pill, and said, "You! I've been nervous all day long."

The author says:

The heating in the classroom didn’t work in winter, and the teacher in charge asked to open the windows and doors for ventilation, and not allowed to wear a coat. These all happened in high school. The hardship I suffered at that time was not only that, it is simply indescribable.I was studying in a fairly good high school at the time, and I was thinking at that time that teachers and leaders actually made us suffer on purpose.In addition, it happened to my college classmates to withdraw and ask to change positions when other classmates had a cold.When I heard about it, I was deeply shocked.