not brilliant

The unnamed manuscript lasted for quite a while in Class [-]. Fortunately, the focus of everyone's discussion was on a few girls, and Jing Can was still clean by virtue of her gender advantage.Wen Xiangying never asked Jing Can about anything, she was always alone in class, except for necessary matters such as helping others with lectures and collecting homework, she hardly had any other communication with others, and sometimes Jing Can would I wonder if Wen Xiangying's interested expression he saw that day was imagined by himself.

The matter of asking He Pingyi to go to her home was temporarily put on hold by Jing Can. Firstly, because Jing Can didn't like to be forced, since she couldn't think of a reason, she let it go for now; , was always pulled by the physical education teacher to train with the school team, and two boys from the school team happened to drop in with them, and after meeting them once on the road, those two always waited for He Pingyi to go with them.Even though He Pingyi had already introduced Jing Can to them, but every time on the way back, it was the two of them who chatted happily with He Pingyi.Jing Can couldn't talk to each other, so she sat silently in the back seat by herself.After walking like this twice, Jing Can could no longer ignore the familiar feeling of being isolated, so before the last evening self-study of the day, Jing Can took the initiative to come to the back door of Class 21.

A few boys were throwing basketballs at the back of the classroom, and Jing Can saw He Pingyi standing with his back to him at a glance.

There was a lot of noise between classes, so Jing Can called He Pingyi, but He Pingyi probably didn't hear her and didn't turn her head.On the other hand, Wang Xiaowei tilted his head, saw the person outside the door, and raised his chin towards He Pingyi: "Jing Can is looking for you."

He Pingyi was taken aback for a moment, then turned his head, and saw the half-body huddled behind the wall.

"What's wrong?" He Pingyi walked over and asked with one hand supporting the door frame.

"You go first at night."

He Pingyi was surprised: "Why are you going?"

Jing Can thought about it this time before saying, "I'll give a lecture to my classmates."

"Then I'll wait for you."

"No need." Jing Can didn't like letting herself interfere with other people's normal social interactions, even if this person was He Pingyi, "it's quite a lot of questions, maybe it will be a little late."

For a moment, He Pingyi didn't know whether he should comment on this student's hard work in study or his hard work in bothering others.He frowned: "It's ten o'clock after school normally, so you won't be able to go to school tomorrow."

Jing Can didn't know how to refute, she just shook her head and said, "It's okay."

Someone walked by in the corridor, a few people were fighting, and I don't know who bumped into Jing Can's shoulder.He Pingyi quickly helped him by his arm, and looked calmly at the person who was apologizing.

Jing Can hurriedly turned her head, waved her hands, and said, "It's okay."

Such an episode made He Pingyi lose the opportunity to continue persuading, the class bell rang like a reminder, Jing Can breathed a sigh of relief in her heart, said "you go first", and quickly turned and ran back to her class.He Pingyi stared at his back as he went all the way, and when the bell rang, he frowned and returned to his seat.He stretched his legs, sat down on the stool, and poked Wang Xiaowei with his elbow: "How do you know Jing Can?"

When Wang Xiaowei directly called out Jing Can's name just now, He Pingyi felt a little strange. It stands to reason that the two of them couldn't match each other. Although he and Jing Can had known each other for a while, he had never introduced him to Wang Xiaowei.

"Jing Can," Wang Xiaowei said, "he came to class to look for you once."

"Looking for me?" He Pingyi was a little surprised, why didn't he know. .

"It's not really looking for it," Wang Xiaowei recalled and corrected, "I forgot what you were doing, anyway, you happened to be away, and he was standing by the back door all the time, so I asked him who he was looking for. I remember he He didn't speak at first, but I asked him again, and he asked me, "Excuse me, is there a student named He Pingyi in your class?" Why did you go there? I can't remember clearly. Anyway, you're not here. After a few chats, I asked his name and what I wanted from you, but he said it was fine and he didn't need to tell you, so he left."

He Pingyi leaned back and leaned against the wall, feeling that something was not right.

"When?"

"When... I can't remember clearly, it's been a while."

Wang Xiaowei was also a little curious when he mentioned this. He Pingyi is not the kind of person who likes to take the initiative to make friends, so why did he become so familiar with a liberal arts class.

"But how did you two know each other? I asked him that day and he said he was a new transfer."

"Oh?" He Pingyi realized that he had been negligent, "Is he a new transfer?"

"Ah," Wang Xiaowei shook his head and sighed, "No matter how good-looking they are, they all get together in the eighth class."

He Pingyi wanted to ask about the time again, but the class teacher Chen Ji didn't give him a chance.As usual, after Chen Ji entered the door, he sat behind the desk, picked up the eraser on the desk, raised it a little, let go, just like being promoted in ancient times, and the students in the class knew that the old class had something to say.

"There will be a monthly exam next week, and I will study hard this week."

There was a gasp in the class.

Afterwards, Chen Ji did not forget to ring the alarm bell again: "It's the third year of high school, be nervous, take the initiative in learning, and ask the teacher if you can, don't wait for the teacher to drive you forward with a whip. Everyone should have a goal, and if you have a goal, you will be motivated. Also, it’s been cold recently, so everyone should pay attention to keeping warm. The body is the capital of the revolution. It’s not worthwhile to try to be handsome and then be called ill.”

He Pingyi has always heard these words in one ear and out the other. He is still wondering when Jing Can came to find him and why he was looking for him.

After the bell rang, He Pingyi took out the school uniform from the desk drawer, put it on his shoulders and walked outside. When he was about to reach the stairs, he looked in the direction of Class [-].Although he really wanted to drag Jing Can home and tell him that he could talk about the topic tomorrow, but after a short pause, he decided to respect Jing Can's opinion.

When they got to the carport, the two sports students saw him coming out pushing an electric scooter, and asked where Jing Can had gone.He Pingyi said that Jing Can would leave later.On the way back, the few people chatted normally, but He Pingyi always felt that there was something missing in the weightless back seat.

Jing Can didn't lie to He Pingyi when she said that she would give a lecture to her classmates.There were indeed two girls in the class who asked him questions, but they were only two questions, and Jing Can quickly explained them to them.After the girl and her companion left first, Jing Can took off her glasses after cleaning up the desk, and slowly lay down on the desk.After dinner, he felt chills all over his body. Although he hadn't taken his temperature yet, his bones had already started to ache.Based on his knowledge of his body over the years, once his bones hurt, he can be sure that he has a fever.

The lights in the classroom were not turned off, and Jing Can huddled her body into a ball as much as possible, her eyelashes sweeping the sleeves of her school uniform and trembling.Two months ago, Jing Can never imagined that she would put on her school uniform and lie down in such a classroom after evening self-study.He raised his head slightly and looked behind him - there were stacks of books on each desk, as well as water glasses, pen holders and so on.Jing Can looked at the empty table in front of her again, and decided in a daze that she also wanted to buy a nice cup and a pen holder.

Then I have to buy a few more pens, otherwise the pen holder will be empty, which is not good-looking...

Jing Can felt that his body was getting colder and colder, his head was getting more and more dizzy, and his eyelids drooped involuntarily, but supported by these many strange thoughts, he could barely maintain his consciousness.Until an idea came out of nowhere, and he kept enlarging his own words in his mind - he couldn't leave with He Pingyi today.

Not knowing if it was because of physical discomfort, Jing Can's nose suddenly felt sour.He buried his face deep in the crook of his arms again, and fell asleep completely in order to get rid of this sad thought.

At the same time, He Pingyi turned back to school on the pretext of forgetting to take something at a certain intersection.When he stepped up the stairs in two steps in three steps and rushed to the door of Class [-], what he saw was Jing Can lying quietly on his stomach.

He was too quiet, He Pingyi's intuition was wrong, so he hurried into the classroom.

"Jing Can?" He Pingyi bowed, stretched out a hand, and gently patted Jing Can's shoulder.Jing Can seemed to be in a deep sleep, completely unresponsive.He Pingyi persistently called him a few more times, Jing Can finally moved, and slowly raised his head.

Seeing the people in the field of vision, Jing Can's eyes were filled with joy after being confused.But soon, his brows were slightly frowned, his chin was slightly retracted, he leaned back, and the emotion in his eyes became strange.He Pingyi's eyes stayed on Jing Can's face with concern all the time, so he could see his series of reactions clearly.But he didn't care about the strangeness at the moment, and asked, "Uncomfortable?"

In the quiet classroom, Jing Can kept silent and looked at him.Just as He Pingyi was about to ask again, he caught a glimpse of Jing Can's hands on the table slowly tightening.

He Pingyi was taken aback, not understanding why Jing Can was so nervous.

"What's the matter?" He Ping deliberately lowered his voice, fearing that he was too loud and frightened Jing Can.

Jing Can still didn't speak.

He Ping thought that Jing Can hadn't woken up yet, so he raised a hand and waved it in front of his eyes: "Hey, wake up."

Jing Can blinked, pursed her lips, and lowered her head.After a moment of silence, he suddenly and quickly pulled out his schoolbag, stood up abruptly, and left the desk from the other side.Or, in He Pingyi's view, it was more like fleeing.

"Hey," his reaction made He Pingyi even more confused, "Hey, hey, why are you running?"

After all, he was the first person in the 800-meter run. He Pingyi propped his hands on the table, soared into the air, jumped over the two chairs, and landed just behind Jing Can.He grabbed Jing Can's arm and pulled back the person who was about to rush towards the door.

"Still running?" He Pingyi tilted his head and asked, "Why haven't you seen me for so long, you don't know me anymore?"

He Pingyi pulled Jing Can too tightly, as if he had directly pinned someone to his chest.Jing Can raised his head while shaking and flustered, and the hot air he exhaled just hit his face.

He Pingyi was keenly aware of the unusual temperature, and immediately placed his palm on Jing Can's forehead: "Do you have a fever?"

Originally, he disapproved of Jing Can staying so late at school, but when he saw the situation in front of him, he suddenly became angry: "You said you were uncomfortable and why are you talking here, what time is it..."

He Pingyi was tall, with long arms, long legs, and big hands. One hand was placed on Jing Can's forehead, and even those big eyes were covered.

The palm moved away, and the originally soft reproach suddenly stopped.

At that time, He Pingyi could only clearly feel that when he saw Jing Can's eyes, he couldn't vent his anger.But if he was asked to describe exactly what he saw, he couldn't say it out, he just felt that the emotions there were complicated and hazy, and he couldn't see clearly.At that time, he thought it was because Jing Can was not feeling well, because he had just fallen asleep and hadn't woken up, or because he had not suppressed his anger just now and scared Jing Can... Until one day later, He Pingyi looked at With tears in her eyes, Jing Can ran towards her, only to suddenly understand that what Jing Can saw in her eyes was nothing but helplessness.

It's a pity that He Ping didn't understand at this time.

"Forget it, forget it," He Pingyi didn't even bother to find out why Jing Can didn't say a word, why he turned around and ran away, "Let's go, I'll take you to the hospital."

He Pingyi still grabbed Jing Can's arm and led him towards the door.Jing Can was still in that soulless state, and even almost tripped over a bookcase that was placed on the ground.The bookcase hit the chair, Jing Can staggered and slammed into the table, under a series of chaotic noises, He Pingyi hurriedly hugged him with both hands, and looked at him: "Are you okay?"

This doesn't matter, it scares He Pingyi enough.In less than half a minute, Jing Can's forehead was covered with fine sweat for some reason, which was very obvious.

Seeing that Jing Can still didn't answer him, He Pingyi had no choice but to stand face to face with him first, looking into his eyes and asking, "Jing Can, what's the matter? Tell me, what's wrong with you?"

On the opposite side, Jing Can stared at him for a while before slowly opening his mouth.

"He Pingyi."

Jing Can called his name with a hoarse voice.

"Ah."

He Pingyi responded, waiting for his next words.Jing Can lowered her head, raised her hand, and grabbed He Pingyi's arm that was supporting her.He maintained this posture, only his hands loosened and tightened, as if he was feeling He Pingyi's presence.

The surrounding area is surprisingly quiet, except for an incandescent light tube above the head, probably of some age, which is hissing and making noise.Jing Can felt that the surrounding environment was unreal, and her heart was beating violently.

"Didn't you... go home?"

He hesitated to ask, but He Pingyi answered quickly: "I don't think it's too late, come back to pick you up? Fortunately, I'm back. Let's see how you are now."

Jing Can looked away from his arm, and looked at him again.

"Okay, okay," He Pingyi stopped talking, "Go to the hospital first, you're almost cooked."

"No need." Jing Can finally seemed to wake up, and regained her language function, "I'll take some medicine, and the fever will subside after I sleep."

"Don't fart."

"Really..." Jing Can had never seen He Pingyi angry, and for the first time at this moment, he felt vaguely... He Pingyi should be angry.But for a while, he didn't understand why He Pingyi was angry, so he continued to explain cautiously: "It's really not necessary... I understand my situation, I don't need to go to the hospital, and I also have medicine at home, I just want to...sleep. "

As far as He Pingyi is concerned, he is really not good-tempered, especially before.It's just that in the past two years, there seem to be fewer things that he cares about, and there are fewer things that are worthy of his anger, which makes him give others the illusion of "better to get along with".He took a deep breath, touched Jing Can's forehead again, and asked him, "Are you sure?"

Jing Can nodded.

He Pingyi knew the temperature outside, Jing Can would definitely not be able to go out like this, so He Pingyi took off his coat and covered Jing Can from head to toe.

"Then I'll take you home."

"He Pingyi," Jing Can, who was buried under the black coat, called him after being dragged a few steps by He Pingyi, "I can't see."