There are thousands of routines of the academic committee

As the weather got colder, Tang Ming gradually stopped riding electric bikes.

It's just the time to squeeze the bus, so she needs to get up 10 minutes earlier. For winter mornings, this is simply a headache.

So, this was the third time she was late because she didn't ride a battery car.

Teacher Cai experienced the baptism of the winter in the first year of high school, and she already had a general understanding of Tang Ming's habits. She talked about education every day, which made her a little impatient, but Tang Ming never paid attention to it.

"Are you unable to take care of yourself without your father?" Teacher Cai's words were ugly.

He obviously knew the situation of Tang Ming's family, and he also knew the problems between Tang Ming and Tang Dehai. In the past, he would restrain his dissatisfaction a little bit, and criticize Tang Ming only for Tang Ming, and it would not attract attention. To Tang Dehai, step on Tang Ming's minefield.

Tang Ming's face immediately changed after hearing Teacher Cai's words.

Indeed, she was often late last year. Later, her father, who was far away abroad, rented a car for him, hired a driver, and squatted at the door every day to take him to and from school.

And it's not just taking her to school, it's more like spying on her.

Tang Ming was very against this matter, which made her very deprived of freedom. Many times, she didn't want to go home after school, but came to school when she left home, but she couldn't escape the car parked at the door.

She also quarreled with Tang Dehai many times because of this problem, but it lasted until her winter vacation.

Therefore, she was very resistant to this topic. Even the habit of going in the left ear and out the right ear could not reduce her heart.

"I'll call your dad and ask him to find you another car? Or do you control the time yourself?" Teacher Cai looked at Tang Ming's face down, put aside his sarcasm, and gave Tang Ming the final choice.

"What do you think?" Tang Ming lost her respectful title, and she no longer wanted to listen to this man's education.

"Go back to class and hand in your homework between classes." Teacher Cai looked away, stopped continuing education on Tang Ming, and sent him back to class.

The morning reading just ended in the classroom, and the representatives of each subject were making final statistics and preparing to take homework to the teacher's office.

Tang Ming handed in her homework with a dark face. On the way back to her seat, she saw Zuo Shiyun lying on the seat uncomfortably, with her head buried heavily in her arms.

"What's wrong with her?" Tang Ming stood by the table and asked Guan Miaomiao who was also lying on her stomach, but it was obviously Guan Miaomiao who was taking a break.

"Auntie is in pain. She has already held the hot water bottle, but it still hurts badly." Guan Miaomiao looked at Zuo Shiyun sadly, full of worry.

Tang Ming stared at Zuo Shiyun, and immediately remembered that her hands and feet were cold and she was afraid of the cold.

"Why don't you ask for leave and go home to rest?" Tang Ming asked the person who didn't look up.

Zuo Shiyun hid his head and shook his head, but it was a common problem during the menstrual period, not to the point where he needed to go home and rest in bed.

"Just show off your skills!" Tang Ming said in disgust.

She didn't bother about Zuo Shiyun's "nosy" anymore, and returned to her seat.

Tang Ming has the physique of a small stove, and she has no problem with dysmenorrhea at all. Apart from some discomfort when she moves, there is no difference between being alive and kicking as usual.

She hadn't observed Zuo Shiyun's situation in particular before, and they were not familiar with them in the freshman year of high school. Zuo Shiyun probably covered it up quite well, and she didn't understand this related situation at all.

But it is different now, the relationship between her and Zuo Shiyun is not as indifferent as in the freshman year of high school, and she also knows something about Zuo Shiyun's body, so it is impossible for her to pretend that she did not see such a thing now.

Just in time, the last section in the morning is physical education class.

Zuo Shiyun asked for leave and rested alone in the class.

Tang Ming and Zuo Shiyun were not in the same class. She greeted the teacher who taught the women's basketball team, and then trotted towards the school's supermarket.

She didn't feel pain, so naturally she didn't use those warming and pain-relieving items. She picked and picked a lot while Baidu.

After leaving the supermarket, she also went to the infirmary to check the situation with the school doctor, and got the worst option: painkillers.

On the way back to the classroom, Tang Ming passed by the men's basketball court. The boys saw Tang Ming carrying a big bag, and shouted from a distance, "Tang Ming, did you buy this big bag?" what?"

"Ask the teacher yourself!" Tang Ming replied impatiently.

These guys really gossip too much. She feels that she is being questioned at any time, which is annoying.

Tang Ming stepped up her pace and walked into the teaching building. She only slowed down when she was approaching the classroom.

Zuo Shiyun was lying on her seat, wearing the coat that Guan Miaomiao put on her before she went to PE class. Although it can't generate heat, it can at least keep warm. It's better to have something than nothing.

Tang Ming stood at the door, looked through the glass at the huddled Zuo Shiyun, opened the classroom door gently, and walked in.

"Why are you back?" Zuo Shiyun immediately raised his head when he heard the door open.

For a moment, she was moved, she thought Tang Ming came back for her.

"Come back and see your jokes!" Tang Ming closed the door, carried the things in his hands, and walked to his seat without looking back.

Zuo Shiyun didn't have much energy to talk to Tang Ming, but after listening to Tang Ming's answer, her expectations and emotions instantly vanished into nothingness.

She curled herself up again, and buried her cheeks in her arms again.

"Don't lie down, get up and drink some red ginger syrup." Tang Ming sat down in the front row of Zuo Shiyun with his hot water glass in hand.

Zuo Shiyun raised her head again with difficulty. When she didn't see the real thing, she felt that Tang Ming was teasing her again.

But when she saw the heat rising from the thermos and could clearly smell the hot water of brown sugar and ginger, she was sure, she was sure that Tang Ming had bought something and came back to take care of her.

"Warm baby, red ginger candy, painkillers..." Tang Ming put the things he bought from the black plastic bag on Zuo Shiyun's table one by one.

"See for yourself what you want. The school doctor does not recommend that you rely on painkillers to relieve pain. Don't touch it unless you have to." Tang Ming didn't look at Zuo Shiyun, but stared down at the things on the table.

Zuo Shiyun was blowing hot water, curled the corners of her mouth, and quietly listened to Tang Ming's instructions, feeling warm and happy from her heart, gradually wrapping her completely.

The person in front of him has a sharp mouth and a tofu heart.

When you are not friends, you will never know what her heart is like.

She can call the boys brothers and shoulders shoulder to shoulder, and she can also pay attention to the situation of the people around her, take care of her friends kindly and tenderly, and protect the weak.

"Tang Ming." Zuo Shiyun softly called Tang Ming's name in the steam of hot water.

Probably because her body was a little weak, there was still a little weakness in her gentle voice, a little like the feeling of recovering from a serious illness.

"Huh?" Tang Ming looked up at Zuo Shiyun.

"Thank you..." Zuo Shiyun sincerely thanked Tang Ming.

Tang Ming looked away in embarrassment, scratched her head nervously, her ears were red, and whispered back: "Drinking water can't stop your mouth!"

Zuo Shiyun smiled, keeping Tang Ming's nervous and shy appearance firmly in his heart.

Tang Ming felt awkward being stared at by Zuo Shiyun, but it was Zuo Shiyun's weak appearance that made her reluctant to leave.

"Don't look... drink now!" Tang Ming muttered, wondering if Zuo Shiyun heard her voice.

Zuo Shiyun obediently blew on the brown sugar ginger water and drank a sip, the warm water swept the whole body with warmth, warm and comfortable.

She continued to blow the heat on the thermos, and asked softly, "Have you gone back to sports yet?"

"Not going back..." Tang Ming replied ambiguously.

In fact, she only took leave for a while, but seeing Zuo Shiyun's situation now, she was a little worried and wanted to accompany Zuo Shiyun in the classroom.

"Then~ can you sit over and rub my stomach for me?" Zuo Shiyun asked with a smile.

There was still heat on her face, or sweating caused by discomfort, and her gentle smile seemed to be filled with begging.

Tang Ming couldn't refuse Zuo Shiyun like this. She seemed to see her mother lying on the bed when she was dying.

She got up, walked to Guan Miaomiao's seat and sat down, moved the stool to Zuo Shiyun's side, lowered her head, and slowly stretched her hand towards Zuo Shiyun's lower abdomen.

"thanks..."

Zuo Shiyun didn't move too much. After handing over his aching belly to the people around him, he held the thermos and buried his head again.

She was so uncomfortable that she couldn't even ask Tang Ming for more.

Looking at Zuo Shiyun like this, Tang Ming suddenly felt distressed.

She took off her school uniform jacket and wrapped it around Zuo Shiyun's body, and said frankly and gently:

"Lie down, I'm here."

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The author has something to say:

no bugs...

The weather forecast is a liar. It said it was snowing. I don’t know which valley it fell into.