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Qin Yan's illness dragged on for more than half a month and he didn't get better. At first it was just a stuffy nose and dizziness, and later it developed into a cough.

He Jiashi persuaded him to go to the hospital several times, but he found it bothersome and thought he would be fine in a few days.

It was getting colder in the classroom, and the school organized running exercises every day. Every morning and afternoon, after running 500 meters around the playground, Qin Yan's temples felt painful from the wind, as if they were about to burst , Sometimes, sitting on a chair, I can barely breathe.

There are more and more people with colds and fevers in the classroom, and the sound of coughing and blowing their noses is endless.

Not long after, there was a heavy snowfall in N City, and the ground was covered with silvery white snow. However, running exercises still couldn't hide: the school temporarily organized janitors to remove the snow, so that the students could exercise on time.

Not only that, on Saturday, Zhao Zhongya even called on the students to run on the playground in the self-study class.At this time, the playground was melting snow, and the muddy snow water was mixed with red plastic. The students' shoes and trousers were all dyed red.

By the end, everyone's socks were almost soaked.

Qin Yan felt terrible, he finally couldn't hold it anymore, and after returning from the playground, he lay down on the table, although he couldn't sleep, but even if he just closed his eyes and rested for a while, it was better than carrying his homework on his shoulders.

He Jiashi said that he would take him to the hospital, but Qin Yan only said that he wanted to sleep and didn't want to move.

He Jiashi was afraid that he would catch a cold when he slept in the classroom, so he also covered him with his down jacket. After finally surviving after school, all the strength in Qin Yan's body seemed to be taken away, and he half leaned on He Jiashi, barely walking back. Home.

After returning home, He Jiashi hurriedly let him sit on the sofa, took off his wet shoes and socks, and took him to take a bath.

Qin Yan squinted and pushed He Jiashi out of the bathroom. He Jiashi was a little worried, and said through the door, "Call me if you need anything."

After taking a shower and changing into dry pajamas, Qin Yan still felt cold.

He Jiashi sat in front of the bed, saw him flushed, curled up under the quilt, and subconsciously stretched out his hand to test his body temperature, only to find that Qin Yan's forehead was as hot as a soldering iron.

He Jiashi hurriedly found the thermometer, and when he took it out, the mercury column had reached 39 degrees. He was frightened and said, "Qin Yan, you can't delay any longer, you have a high fever."

Qin Yan frowned, he was too sleepy these days, he just wanted to lie on the bed and have a good sleep, he really didn't want to go out.

He Jiashi's face was livid, and he couldn't help but drag him up from the bed. Qin Yan could only change his clothes and go out with He Jiashi.

It was late at night, and the cold wind howled, Qin Yan shivered in his down jacket, shivering unceasingly.

He Jiashi put on a hat and scarf for him, held his hand tightly, hailed a taxi by the side of the road, and reported the name of the hospital.

After being admitted to the emergency department in the hospital, they took medicine and hanged the bottle, and the two of them went home until midnight.

There was no one on the road, except for a few cars whizzing by occasionally, the whole world was silent.

Qin Yan didn't have any strength in his body, and his footsteps were a bit sloppy. They took a taxi at the entrance of the hospital. The driver insisted on charging 20 yuan for the usual [-] yuan journey.

After getting off the car, He Jiashi squatted in front of Qin Yan and said, "I'll carry you upstairs."

Qin Yan shook his head, "You've been tired all day, I'll do it myself."

But He Jiashi stubbornly insisted, "I'll carry you on my back."

Therefore, Qin Yan no longer resisted stubbornly, he lay on He Jiashi's back and let him carry him home.

The corridor was dark and quiet, only the heartbeats of each other were strong and powerful. Only then did Qin Yan realize in a trance that the child back then now had broad shoulders and became his support.

When He Jiashi gently put Qin Yan on the bed, both of them were exhausted. After taking off their clothes, He Jiashi got up and turned off the lights, then got into the bed again, put his arm on Qin Yan's waist, and said, "Take a good rest." Well, tomorrow morning I will wake you up and take your medicine."

Qin Yan was too sleepy to keep his eyes open, and when He Jiashi was about to fall asleep, Qin Yan suddenly asked, "How much did you spend today?"

He Jia was stunned for a few seconds, but didn't speak, only clenched Qin Yan's hand even tighter.

He Jiashi's heart was sour, and finally the bitter juice flowed from the bottom of his heart to his limbs along the meridians.In a sense, they can be considered to have experienced the feeling of "a poor couple mourns everything".

After a long time, He Jiashi kissed Qin Yan's ear and whispered, "Yanyan...is my fault."

Qin Yan's mind was in chaos, he laughed softly twice, turned his head, wrapped his arms around He Jiashi's neck, put his two soft lips close to He Jiashi's mouth, and asked, "What's wrong with you?"

Obviously not sick, but He Jiashi felt chest tightness and shortness of breath. He was almost out of breath. He was silent for a long time and said, "I...I am your burden."

If it weren't for him, Qin Yan's life would not be so tight. Qin Yan didn't need to spend two dollars for one dollar, and he didn't need to care about the two hundred and three hundred medical expenses.

All because of myself.

Qin Yan tried his best to open his eyes, but found that He Jiashi was also looking down at him.

Qin Yan looked at He Jia for a while, put his finger on the tip of his nose, and said, "No, you...you are my most important person."

He Jiashi forced a smile, kissed Qin Yan's forehead, and said, "I promise you, I will definitely—"

Before He Jiashi could finish speaking, Qin Yan interrupted him, muttering, "I don't need you to promise me anything."

Qin Yan played with He Jiashi's warm and dry hands, and said softly, "Even if we have the same difficulties in the future, it's okay to be poor."

Looking at the bright moonlight outside the window, Qin Yan suddenly felt a little sad, "Actually, even if we don't get together in the end, I won't regret it."

He Jiashi sat up with a snort, "Qin Yan, how can you say that, why can't we get together?"

Qin Yan burst out laughing, and patted He Jiashi's shoulder, "What are you in a hurry for? I'm just making a metaphor—"

In the darkness, He Jiashi's expression darkened. He took a few deep breaths before saying, "It's not good to use a metaphor."

Qin Yan smiled, "Then I won't regret it."

"So you don't have to feel that you owe me anything."

"I am already very happy that you are by my side."

He Jiashi looked deeply at Qin Yan, and at this moment, he finally understood Qin Yan's thoughts.

Now, they only have each other. What Qin Yan is afraid of is not that He Jiashi will not be able to repay him, or even that he will be let down by He Jiashi one day, but that if he fails to hold his hand, what will happen in the future.

He Jiashi didn't say anything else, he just bent down, kissed Qin Yan's eyes lightly, and said to him, "I will never leave you."

"I promise you that."

The next day, Qin Yan slept until the sun was up, and it was not until He Jiashi urged him to get up for the nth time to eat and drink medicine that he finally got out of bed with his eyes squinted.

His legs and feet were still weak, and he stumbled and stumbled after only a few steps, but his energy was obviously much better.

After eating breakfast and taking medicine, Qin Yan lay back on the bed again, unable to sleep.

In the afternoon, He Jiashi took him to the clinic to have a bottle, and when he got home in the evening, Qin Yan basically didn't feel uncomfortable.

In this way, He Jiashi's hanging heart finally returned to his stomach.

New Year's Day was approaching, and the heavy snow in N City was falling endlessly. The running exercises in the school were finally stopped, and Zhao Zhongya finally let these students go.

Since entering high school, students' lives have been filled with studies and exams, and the holidays have been shortened again and again. When it comes to a three-day holiday in a row, it will take a while to get excited.

The day before the holiday, He Jiashi was so flustered that he couldn't learn anything anymore. As soon as the get out of class bell rang, he dragged Qin Yan to the cafeteria. On the way, he happened to meet the former geography teacher Xing Nan.

Xing Nan is now pregnant, and I heard that the baby will be born in April next year.

When she saw He Jiashi and Qin Yan, she still showed her deep dimples, and said hello to them with crooked eyebrows and eyes.

He Jiashi stopped immediately and said to her seriously, "Happy New Year's Day."

After eating, everyone became impetuous, gathered in twos and threes, and chatted in the classroom. At this time, the guard suddenly appeared outside the door, holding a huge mango in his hand .

The guard poked his head in from the outside and asked, "Which of you is Zhao Yiming?"

The mango was golden and as long as a forearm. As soon as it was brought into the classroom, everyone could smell the sweetness.

Zhao Yiming ran out quickly, looked at the doorman in surprise, then at the huge mango, and asked, "What's the matter, sir? What do you want me for?"

The uncle stuffed the mango into Zhao Yiming's arms, "Here, at lunch just now, a tall and strong boy brought it to you, saying it was a New Year's gift for you."

Zhao Yiming returned to his seat with the heavy mango in his arms. Just as the two monks couldn't figure it out, He Jiashi came over, took out a marker pen, circled and stroked the mango, and wrote three crooked words in the circle. One word, "He Jiashi".

Zhao Yiming: "?"

He Jiashi shrugged, "Are we two brothers? If we are brothers, we should share, understand?"

Zhao Yiming laughed for a while, then yelled at Qin Yan and Wang Laidi, "Come on, come on, you two also find a place to sign your autograph, let's go back tonight and share the food."

Qin Yan and Wang Laidi thought it was interesting, so they did the same thing, chose a place and signed their names.

Somehow, maybe other people want to share a piece of the pie when they see the four of them having a good time. You draw a circle, I draw a circle, and even Liu Dong, who has always been at odds with them, came over and picked up his pen. , Without any explanation, he took away a large piece of "land", and while writing his name in a fluttering manner, he said, "Here, this is mine, you have to keep it for me."

In the end, Niu Chao, who had always looked down on them, also "came over after hearing the news", happily finding the last corner and bringing the scene to an end.

In the end, the huge mango did not leave a single space for writing. While teasing the person who brought the mango, everyone imagined the sweetness of the big mango.

It was originally a joke between good friends, but in the end, half of the class's signatures were collected.

So, Zhao Yiming and He Jiashi, the four of them, lost interest a little, and looked at each other, feeling extremely bored.

The author says:

The thing about dividing the big mangoes was a funny story in my high school.At that time, everyone had a good relationship and was very happy.But in the novel, the relationship between their classmates is not so good~ So, the mood of the protagonists is a bit delicate hahaha