After the exchange with the school grass, I was attacked

Zhang Mao only felt that his throat was a little dry, and he couldn't speak for a while.

When they first came here, they would report to their parents that they were safe. The first class was full of students who were talking on the phone. At that time, he had already noticed Lin Tong sitting in the corner.

His cell phone was always sideways from the beginning to the end, and it didn't look like he was talking on the phone. No matter how he looked at it, he was playing a game.

Zhang Mao originally thought that this classmate was just too independent, so his family was not worried about his situation...

It never occurred to me that this would be the case.

"Well, I'm sorry, I said something I shouldn't have said." Zhang Mao stretched out his hand and scratched his head, his face full of awkwardness.

Lin Tong looked at him: "There's nothing to be embarrassed about, it's just a normal chat."

"I just feel that it's a bit disrespectful to say such things now." Zhang Mao smiled.

Lin Tong lowered his eyes and sent a message to Ji Xing: "It's nothing, I don't pay much attention to this aspect."

The aroma of grilled cold noodles came, and with the sound of the spatula colliding with the iron plate, the boss's yelling followed.

"Hey, stop chatting, the food is ready, let your classmate come over to eat!"

Zhang Mao stood up in a panic, wiped the oil on his legs casually, took the things from his father, and handed them to Lin Tong.

Lin Tong thanked in a low voice, turned around and planned to leave.

The boss smiled and talked to him: "Little brother, try to take care of my Zhang Mao in the class from now on, he has a bad temper, so don't spoil him..."

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Zhang Mao with a blushing face: "Dad!"

Lin Tong looked at the extremely natural and intimate way of getting along between the father and son behind him. In his memory, it seemed that there had never been such a thing.

Is this the life of an ordinary family?

"Well, don't listen to my dad's nonsense, I'm quite easy to talk in class..." Zhang Mao quickly explained to Lin Tong, and he stopped abruptly while talking.

Obviously remembering what happened this morning.

Lin Tong smiled: "It's okay, I know. It's a bit late, so I'll go back first, see you tomorrow."

Seeing the thin figure in front of him gradually disappearing into the night, Zhang Mao clenched his hands beside him into fists, and finally summoned up his courage and shouted.

"sorry!!!"

In the early morning of the next day, Li Gong came to the classroom with steaming steamed stuffed buns, and was about to have a bite for his good brother he just met yesterday, when he saw the person who was looking for trouble yesterday sitting in his seat with a full face. attentive.

"Look at this question, is it better to use this method?"

"Change it, plan one."

"I feel that the amount of calculation is a bit large."

"But fast."

Li Gong stretched out his hand and touched his chin, which seemed to be the same reason.

Lin Tong sat on the seat bored and let out a hache.

He didn't sleep well last night, because there was only one wall away from the room next door, so he could hear clearly what the two of them said in the middle of the night.

Sleeping together in the same bed between young couples is nothing more than flirting and cursing. Lin Tong is already thin-skinned, so naturally he can't hear too much about these words, and naturally he can't sleep because of the noise.

As a result, he was drowsy and only slept for two hours, and then he forced himself to come to class.

Lin Tong closed his eyes, and just about to sleep for a while, he heard Li Gong's unbelievable voice.

"When did you two get along so well!"

Li Gong stood in front of him holding his own heart, with a surprised expression of witnessing her husband having an affair.

Lin Tong lazily raised his eyes to look at him, not intending to answer, Zhang Mao next to him said, "Maybe it's because of the encounter last night."

Evening...encounter?

Li Gong's expression became more and more strange.

Although there was such an incident yesterday that was not too pleasant, but after getting along with each other slowly, I realized that they are all good people.

"Well, I'm sorry yesterday, I was a little excited." Zhang Mao poked his face with the tip of his pen.

Li Gong smiled generously: "It's okay, what's the matter, we are all classmates, so let's talk about it hahaha."

He even took out his own breakfast to share with everyone. Zhang Mao couldn't bear to refuse his kindness, so he stretched out his hand to take it, and when he looked at Lin Tong next to him, he realized that there was something wrong with him.

His face was so pale that it was almost bloodless.

"Lin Tong?" Zhang Mao asked, "Are you okay?"

Lin Tong closed his eyes, his voice was a little hoarse: "It's okay."

Li Gong was puzzled: "It doesn't look like you're all right, do you have a fever or a cold, why do you look so ugly?"

Lin Tong took a breath: "Probably not..."

As soon as the words fell, a cold hand fell directly on the forehead.

The scalding hot hand made Li Gong take a deep breath.

"Damn it, you can fry eggs now! I'm going to ask the teacher for leave, so go back and rest!"

Lin Tong's health has not been very good during this time, and in addition to moving to other provinces two days ago, it took a lot of physical strength and energy, his body was already on the verge of collapse, and that incident happened again yesterday...

Lin Tong unscrewed the cap of the mineral water bottle and took a few sips.

Sure enough, I couldn't resist it.

The sudden fever made Lin Tong paralyzed, and was almost carried back. Li Gong ran to the office to ask the teacher for leave, and Zhang Mao was responsible for escorting him home.

"You said you too. If you feel unwell, you should say it first. What kind of situation is it that you are carrying yourself? Do you really think that you are made of iron?" Zhang Mao couldn't help but scold.

The hands on Lin Tong's shoulders slightly tightened by two points, and only then did Zhang Mao feel how thin this person was, so thin that only bones remained.

Lin Tong couldn't lift his spirits up, so he still had to keep his mouth shut: "I'm not..."

Before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted directly.

"Shut up, you, have a good rest."

At the gate of the community where they lived, there was a continuous stream of people carrying luggage into it. Zhang Mao almost bumped into one of them, but luckily he stabilized his steps in time.

Looking at the group of people with big bags and small bags around him, Zhang Mao complained: "I don't know what's wrong with the organizer of the competition. They also stuffed the people from the Youth Cup here. Too many people died. My dad told me yesterday Said that the power outage has begun in this area..."

Lin Tong couldn't hear what was left to say, his head was dizzy, and he fell asleep immediately.

When the two of them walked into the community, they didn't notice the two figures, one tall and one short, on the opposite side of the road.

Luan originally planned to turn a corner to buy a towel, but after taking two steps, he realized that the tall man beside him was gone.

He looked back and saw that Ji Xing was looking in the direction of the gate of the community with a thoughtful expression.

"What are you looking at?" Luan asked him.

Ji Xing hesitated for a moment: "It's nothing, I guess I misread it, let's go."

How could he meet Lin Tong here.

The venue for the Gravity Cup is obviously in the nearby Quancheng.

It seems that I am really thinking about my partner and I am stunned, and I can have such an illusion.

"If you read wrong, hurry up, we have to follow the teacher to assign classrooms later." Lu Yu took another step.

Ji Xing responded, always feeling a little uneasy in his heart, so he took out his mobile phone and sent a message to his partner.

{shabi}: Lin Xiaotong, are you still in class?

When Zhang Mao came out of the bathroom with a wet towel and returned to the bed, he accidentally caught such a message.

Classmate Lin Xiaotong? ? ?

How could this tone get more and more wrong the more I heard it.

Could it be a girlfriend?

Zhang Mao was a little embarrassed, feeling that he had seen someone else's privacy, so he quickly looked away.

Now Lin Tong's consciousness is obviously not clear, his eyes are closed tightly, his whole head is throbbing, and the sudden coolness between his forehead relieves the discomfort to a certain extent.

He let out a long breath, and forced his eyes to open: "I'm fine, you go first."

Zhang Mao was obviously still a little worried: "Otherwise, I'll go and buy you some medicine. It's definitely not a problem if you suffer so hard."

"I have medicine, mainly because I can't sleep with you here." Lin Tong still told the truth.

He has had such a problem since he was a child, he doesn't like people around him, and he always feels insecure, even in the same room.

Zhang Mao suddenly realized, he laughed twice: "Then... since this is the case, I will leave first, and you take your time to rest."

He exited the room lightly and closed the door carefully.

With the sound of the door closing, the room fell into silence again.

Lin Tong put his hand on his forehead, he could clearly feel the sound of his heavy breathing, the discomfort in his throat and the feeling of groggy mixed together, which made him unable to control his thoughts.

I don't know why, once a person is sick, he always thinks of the most important person around him.

When he was sick, he just wanted his mother to accompany him.

Now that I have grown up, there is no one else in my mind, and only Ji Xing is left.

If Ji Xing was by his side at this time, he would probably be impatient.

While calling his name, he frantically took care of himself.

Lin Tong hooked the corners of his lips, forced himself to sit up and went to get the water glass beside him, only to find that there was only a thin layer of water left in the glass.

Such a small amount of water is definitely not enough for a patient, he took a deep breath, stood up and walked to the living room.

Originally, he bought a bucket of pure water in the living room, thinking that he could drink it for at least five days, but he didn't expect to come to see it now, only to find that the water was empty.

Who drank it, Lin Tong could figure it out with his toes.

He lowered his eyes and warned himself not to be angry in his heart, anger is not good for the disease.

These accounts are saved first, and I will settle with them when I have the opportunity.

No water... The supermarket is too far away.

Lin Tong remembered that yesterday he heard his roommate and his girlfriend discussing that someone moved in next door.

Otherwise, go to the next door and ask to see if there is any water.

Young master Lin never thought in his life that he would be reduced to asking his neighbors to borrow water. He struggled for a long time, and finally chose the former between mental torture and physical torture.

Lin Tong walked out, stood still in front of the red door, and mustered up the courage to reach out and knock twice.

After a while, a somewhat familiar voice sounded from inside.

"Here we come, wait a minute."