Why is this male classmate sticking to me?

"Well... Let me sum it up," Shi Wei sat opposite Jiang Yulin, trying her best to calm down.

Just now Jiang Yulin told her the story of himself and a boy, and he seemed very trapped in love.

Shi Wei pinched the tiger's mouth hard to maintain her composure without exclaiming "Wow".

You know, Jiang Yulin is also distressed because of his feelings, and he is still related to another boy!

If the pain in the tiger's mouth was not too clear, she would have suspected that she was dreaming.

No, she really couldn't have such an outrageous dream.

After all, Jiang Yulin seems to be the kind of person who can't get rid of the singles for the rest of his life, even if he is very handsome.

"In general," Shi Wei said gently, maintaining her self-cultivation, "that is, you have a good impression of him, but you are not sure what his feelings are for you."

"Sometimes you feel that he depends on you and needs you very much, and sometimes you feel that this kind of dependence and need is not only for you, it seems that it can be replaced by anyone else."

"You're nothing special to him, are you?"

Jiang Yulin nodded, with no extra expression on his face, but the hand holding the mineral water bottle tightened involuntarily.

He lowered his eyelids, and his sitting posture was as upright as usual, but he looked inexplicably discouraged: "I... I don't know how to treat him, I'm afraid he will think I'm fierce."

Shi Wei suppressed her screaming heart, tried to maintain a dignified expression, and dutifully played the role of a temporary psychological counselor.

"Cough." She covered her lips and coughed, and used her fingers to suppress the uncontrollable aunt's smile at the corner of her mouth.

"First of all, after your description, I personally think that he must have feelings for you, and it is impossible to dislike you at all. You can rest assured."

"Secondly, under normal circumstances, my advice to you during this period of emotional entanglement is straightforward. What the two of you have to say, say it clearly, and you will be together if you see each other. If you can't, you should understand quickly, but——"

"Everything has a contingency. After all, you two are boys. You can't use the usual male-female thinking. You can still be friends if you are not good, but after a lot of boys break through this layer of paper, you can't even be friends. , so I suggest you be a little more cautious."

"How conservative?" Jiang Yulin asked seriously.

Shi Wei stroked her chin and thought, "With your personality, it may be difficult to say any touching words of love. Why don't you show it with actions, go find him and talk to him when you miss him."

"Don't hesitate, and don't be timid. Since you are afraid that he will think you are fierce, then you should also know that your cold face is not easy to provoke, and you should smile more at him."

"Boil the frog in warm water," Shi Wei smiled, and made a twirling and tightening movement of five fingers, "let him fall dizzily into your tender land."

After hearing her words, Jiang Yulin frowned and began to think.

After a long while, he raised his head and fixedly looked at Shi Wei: "I see, thank you."

After finishing the psychological consultation with Comrade Jiang Yulin, Shi Wei bid farewell gracefully, turned around and rushed into the washroom, shouting silently at the door, as if she had eaten two hundred tons of sugar.

Then, she sat down on the toilet seat, took out her mobile phone, and typed for her boyfriend.

[Jiang Yulin, do you still remember? ]

[It’s the handsome guy you saw last time who said he was as widowed as Tang Seng, my boss! ]

[He actually!There is also a day when you are trapped by love! ! ]

·

After the National Day holiday, followed by the long-prepared two-school joint cultural festival.

In Lu Chanchan's dormitory, Jian Jun and Xia Yi had a double performance. Since the school gate opened, Ren Zhichu has been wandering around with his girlfriend all day without seeing anyone.

On the evening of the rehearsal, Lu Chanchan was bored staying alone in the dormitory, but luckily she went to join in the fun with Jian Jun.

After the National Day, the temperature did not drop much, and it was still hot. There were only a few big fans blowing in the background, and it was very hot when there was no wind.

The cold tormented Lu Chanchan intermittently for more than a week. He couldn't sit still after staying in the background for a while. Stick it on your body.

He sat in the corner and endured it for a while, and found that he couldn't bear it anymore, so he told Jian Jun, and wandered back to the dormitory to sleep.

After taking a shower, he turned on the air conditioner and slept for a while.

He suddenly woke up from the cold in a daze. To be precise, he didn't know whether he woke up from the cold or the heat. Although his body felt cold for a while, he was sweating profusely again.

Lu Chanchan was lying on his back on the bed, his limbs were so heavy that he couldn't move as if he was embedded in the bed board, his temple was in severe pain, as if a saw was sawing his brain, and even his eyes and ears were swollen and painful.

This feeling is too familiar, it is a high fever, and Lu Chanchan has experienced it countless times since she was a child.

Therefore, even if he was dazed with fever, he knew very well that it was difficult to heal itself after a night of sleep.

He closed his eyes, endured a period of dizziness, gathered some strength, sat up tremblingly from the bed, leaned against the wall for a while, and then crawled out of the bed with all his might.

He had no strength in his hands, and he couldn't hold on to the railing and almost fell directly. Fortunately, he reacted at the last second and hugged the stairs tightly, so he survived.

Trembling with cold, Lu Chanchan took out a thin coat, put it on and went out, and took a taxi directly to the hospital.

There were not enough beds in the hospital. The doctor saw that he was young and only had a fever. With a big wave of his hand, he was placed on a chair in the corridor and hung up with water.

Lu Chanchan just wanted to get rid of the fever quickly, and was not in the mood to care about the bed at all.

He leaned against the hard chair in the corner like a boneless one, with his forehead against the cold wall, wanting to sleep for a while.

Sleep for a while and wake up without feeling uncomfortable.

Lu Chanchan closed her eyes and tried to fall asleep.

After a while, he opened his eyes lonely.

I can't sleep at all, I have a headache, a sore throat, and pain all over my body, and it is impossible to fall asleep.

He suddenly felt wronged, especially wronged.

I really want someone to accompany him.

In a daze, he turned on his phone and saw a missed call with the displayed name: Jiang Yulin.

Lu Chanchan burst into tears suddenly.

He found Jiang Yulin's WeChat, edited one, and clicked send without hesitation.

Almost instantly, Jiang Yulin called.

·

After that day, Jiang Yulin seemed to have listened to Shi Wei's words, and was going to have a good chat with Lu Chanchan.

Hearing that he came to the rehearsal with Jian Jun and the others, he went to the backstage to find someone. After searching around, he didn't answer the call if he didn't see it.

When he didn't know what to do, he happened to meet Jian Jun who was about to go on stage after changing his clothes. Jiang Yulin hurriedly asked Lu Chanchan where he was going.

He went to Lu Chanchan's bedroom according to Jian Jun's statement, and looked around. There was no one in the room, no one on the bed, but the quilt was messy, obviously he had slept and hadn't had time to make it.

Jiang Yulin suddenly had a bad feeling in his heart, and just as he was about to call Lu Chanchan again, he received a WeChat message from that person.

[Lu Shuishui: Squad leader... I'm sorry...]

Jiang Yulin was stunned. When these words fell into his eyes, no matter how he looked at them, he felt full of grievances.

His heart sank, and he quickly called back. The bell rang anxiously for a while before he was connected slowly.

The person on the opposite side didn't speak, Jiang Yulin settled down, "Lu Chanchan?"

"Squad leader..." Lu Chanchan's voice came from the receiver, mixed with tiny electric currents, his voice was completely hoarse, it was very pitiful.

Jiang Yulin's heart was immediately suspended, and he suppressed his panic and asked, "Where are you?"

Lu Chanchan didn't speak, but Jiang Yulin heard him sniff, as if crying.

"Lu Chanchan." Jiang Yulin called him again, his palms sweating.

After a while, Lu Chanchan spoke again, her voice was hoarse and crying, and she couldn't speak a complete tone.

He sobbed, "Jiang Yulin, I feel bad..."

boom--

Jiang Yulin's high-hanging heart collapsed.