God said I would meet you

On the other hand, Lin Jinyu, who was too busy working on the dissertation, was completely unaware of Zhang Xinli's inner activities.

Where did he know to go, he is not a roundworm.The thesis is enough for him to be busy. For those who want to continue their studies in this major, the undergraduate thesis is a nail that cannot be changed after being nailed in. There is no time for personal problems at such a critical point in life.

And...he feels that his current life is pretty good, and he's having a good time. Although they haven't formally established a relationship, they eat and live together, and they still lie on the same bed at night, and they don't go out to clubs. Yes, it is similar to falling in love, there is nothing to be depressed about.

His feelings are like this, and the feelings of people are not connected all the time.

It is very inconvenient to write a graduation thesis without a computer, but he is reluctant to buy a new one, so he either spends his days using the desktop in the school library or asks Zhou Hui to borrow it.As an interest, every time he returned the computer, Zhou Hui would beg him to stay and guide Zhou Hui's thesis. The two discussed the structure with each other, and Lin Jinyu helped him revise the writing.

This took up a considerable part of Lin Jinyu's time, and he was always exhausted every time he got home.

……

"I'm going to the library, you rest at home... I told you to take you to the hospital, you must go, alas."

On the weekend morning, the weather was still fine, and Zhang Xinli's cold was still not healed.But fortunately, it wasn't a serious illness. If she coughed and had a runny nose, she should be fine in a week or two, so Lin Jinyu got up first, and left after making breakfast.

"Today is the weekend, and there is no class," Zhang Xinli's voice came from the room: "Are you still going out?"

Without turning her head, Lin Jinyu said, "I have something to do."

He does.There are a lot of things to be changed, so that people can't wait to give birth to three heads and six arms. A small weekend is not enough.However, Zhang Xinli felt that Lin Jinyu didn't want to be with him that much.

That's right, that's it. Zhang Xinli and him are not in the same school or department. This week, Lin Jinyu was often called by the teacher to talk about literature, and he couldn't go. At home, Lin Jinyu was either facing the printed draft of the thesis, or facing the borrowed computer. , The two can't speak a few words a day.

This is so different from the day of the blizzard, it was so big that it gave rise to a "relative sense of deprivation". Lin Jinyu had to go out again after a hard weekend today.

At the door, Lin Jinyu buried her head in changing her shoes and said, "If I can't make it back at noon, you can order a takeaway by yourself... Do you have money? If you don't have money, I'll transfer it to you later."

Still acting like he didn't raise his head, Zhang Xinli was sitting on the head of the bed, looking at him through the open door. Seeing him like this, he didn't reply, but pulled back the quilt and lay down again.

"May I ask you, do you have money?" Lin Jinyu yelled again, but the room was completely silent, as if no one was there.

?

You were screaming just now, why are you not answering now?When things go wrong, there must be a demon. Lin Jinyu, who was in a hurry to go out, put off her steps, stepped into the house with her shoes on, walked into the room, and called out, "Zhang Xinli?"

The sunlight outside the window soaked the desk through the blinds. Zhang Xinli was wrapped in a quilt, with his eyes closed and his brows furrowed. He didn't look very well.

"What's the matter with you?" Lin Jinyu walked over, peeled off the quilt and looked at his face: "Uncomfortable? Did you feel fine just now?"

"I don't know." Zhang Xinli didn't open his eyes, his brows were still frowning: "I don't have the strength."

His voice has always had a distinct nasal sound, and thinking about it, he couldn't say how "nice" he was just now.It's annoying how hard it is to recover from a bad cold.

"Didn't it show signs of improvement a few days ago? Why... I told you not to go out yesterday. I insisted on listening. Although it's beginning of spring, the temperature is still quite low at night." Lin Jinyu frowned, bent down and touched his forehead: "But Don't have a fever."

After Zhang Xinli came back, he had already had a fever once. Although he didn't have a high fever, Lin Jinyu was very scared in the middle of the night. Later, he covered the quilt and sweated and subsided by himself. Why did he suddenly...

"It's too late, I'll pick you up. Lin Jinyu's palm is neither cold nor hot, and feels very comfortable on his forehead. Zhang Xinli said, "Lu Hei. "

"I'm not a little girl." Lin Jinyu felt that his temperature seemed to be on the verge of being hot or not, and he was not sure whether it would be hot or not: "Robbery dogs like to find little girls, not me."

"Maybe," Zhang Xinli said in a low voice, as if he was very weak, "I'm worried."

"It seems to have a fever..." Lin Jinyu pushed him: "Walk, get up, go to the hospital."

"I don't have the strength..." Zhang Xinli rubbed his face, and he looked sleepy: "Lie down for a while and you'll be fine."

Lin Jinyu said: "Oh, then you lie down, I'll go to the library first, order takeaway at noon, call me if you feel unwell." He was already late, and today's thesis task would not be finished.

"..." Zhang Xinli said, "I feel very uncomfortable now."

Lin Jinyu was puzzled: "What do you mean, what do you want me to do?"

Zhang Xinli thought to himself: He usually looks quite smart, why is he so stupid now?

"Don't go out," he said in that sleepy, weak, powerless tone: "Lie down with me..."

"Accompany you? Lay down for a while?" Lin Jinyu was so puzzled that his eyes became big and small: "Why?"

"Zhen Huan's Biography" said well, if you feel uncomfortable, you should go to the imperial doctor, and I don't know how to treat diseases.

Zhang Xinli said, "I'm not feeling well."

To put it bluntly.In Lin Jinyu's impression, Zhang Xinli was the kind of person who didn't make a sound when he felt uncomfortable, so he thought that Zhang Xinli was really uncomfortable, so uncomfortable that someone at home needed to watch him: "Do you want to vomit?"

Severe colds sometimes cause gastrointestinal reactions. Zhang Xinli said: "No..." Less than halfway through, it turned into: "No... I know, dizziness, heat, stomach discomfort, I can't tell."

If he vomited on the side of the bed, it would be difficult to clean it. Lin Jinyu originally thought that he had a serious cold, and he didn't have the energy to sleep for a while, but he didn't expect to have repeated fever and stomach discomfort, which scared him caught.

He sat down by the bed, reached out and took out a thermometer from the bedside table—this was the first time Zhang Xinli had a fever, he went to the pharmacy to buy it in the middle of the night, then told Zhang Xinli to open his mouth, and took his temperature.

38°C, low fever.Lin Jinyu wiped the thermometer and put it away, and asked, "You really don't want to go to the hospital?"

"Don't go." Zhang Xinli turned over, adjusted his direction without any trace, and lay on his lap on his back as if casually: "I'm really weak, you stay with me for a while."

What's the matter with the tone of the emperor summoning his concubine to attend the bed?Lin Jinyu thought to herself: Even if it is the emperor, according to the current life pattern between us, I should be the one, and you are still sick.

Died again... He originally wanted to order Zhang Xinli to lie back, but Gu Nian was sick, so his heart softened, and he thought it would be fine this time.

The central heating had been stopped, and it was still a bit cold in the early spring. Lin Jinyu saw that his quilt had slipped down, fearing that he would catch the cold again, so he stretched out his hand and pulled it up for him to cover him: "All right," he said: "You If you're sleepy, sleep for a while, I won't go out."

The thesis... Let it go, write it later, at worst, it will be a late night train.

Zhang Xinli was instructed by an expert, saw that he changed his mind for himself, and gave positive feedback in a timely manner, closed his eyes and said: "Thank you, you are very kind."

"..."

What the hell is it, thank you again, and you are so kind, playing bureaucratic?Lin Jinyu always felt that something was wrong, but couldn't tell.

Lin Jinyu didn't go out the whole day, and Zhang Xinli, who kept saying that he had an upset stomach, didn't vomit.Lin Jinyu originally thought that he had a fever and lacked strength, so he should have no intention of caring for others. He should have been sweating under the quilt most of the time, but the fact was completely contrary to what he thought.

Zhang Xinli, who looked sleepy, didn't know where the energy came from. He kept finding various reasons to cling to Lin Jinyu. At first, he insisted on lying on him when he didn't get up. He didn't stop when he got up, he would follow Lin Jinyu to get him some porridge, stick to him and watch him make it, Lin Jinyu was on the sofa reading documents on his mobile phone, and he would lie on the sofa wrapped in a quilt. in space.

Lin Jinyu felt...Zhang Xinli didn't seem to be so clingy when he was in a relationship before, what's going on now?

But he found himself not disgusted by it, but liked it.In the past, Zhang Xinli always took care of him in life, but suddenly it changed like this, and it feels pretty good. Such a fragile and weak Zhang Xinli... makes people feel like a father's love is overwhelming.

"Drink water?" After dinner, Lin Jinyu poured a glass of warm water, tested the temperature with his lips, then handed it to him, and touched his forehead by the way: "It seems that it is not burning."

"Well," Zhang Xinli took a sip of the water and said, "I still have no strength."

"Of course it will happen when you have a cold," Lin Jinyu said, "I told you to go to the hospital, but you won't go."

"Small cold, don't spend that money."

"It's all like this, and I still have a little cold," Lin Jinyu really convinced him: "I don't know who it is today, it's like the eggplant beaten by frost, ouch, baby, you can't live without someone."

His tone was full of teasing, Zhang Xinli, who was pillowed on his lap, turned sideways on the sofa, facing him, stretched out his arms to wrap his waist loosely, and said, "How could I be like this."

The words were rebuttals, but he didn't mean to be very angry. After saying that, he closed his eyes and meditated quite comfortably, like the group of stray cats and dogs basking in the sun on the school lawn.

This kind of physical contact between the two of them is now a common thing, Lin Jinyu didn't respond, so let him do it.

Most of the parts to be changed today are finished. Lin Jinyu locked the phone, patted his arm, and said, "Get up, wash your face, brush your teeth, and go to bed. You won't be so weak that I have to wash your face for you, right?"

No matter how much he caught a cold, he wouldn't be able to reach that point, and he wasn't terminally ill. Zhang Xinli knew that he couldn't act too much, so he sat up and asked, "Are you going out tomorrow?"

"Tomorrow...it should be." Today's progress has actually been delayed, and Lin Jinyu doesn't have a computer. If he doesn't go out and look at the rice grain-sized words on his phone to correct the thesis, he will be killed on the spot.

Zhang Xinli's expression changed, and he seemed a little subtle. He said, "I'm so uncomfortable, and you still want to go out?"

"I said I'll take you to the hospital and you won't go." Due to the difference in feelings between the two of them, Lin Jinyu didn't understand what he meant at all: "Monday is the next group meeting, and half of my thesis is still unfinished." .”

Papers, papers again, Zhang Xinli School is also accepting papers, but their majors are generally very late, and his students majoring in physical education are dragged like [-] yuan, whatever the teacher says, no one I'm afraid, few people put so much effort into writing their graduation thesis like Lin Jinyu and Lin Jinyu's classmates.

Anyway, I don’t want to go to graduate school, so it’s enough to just play with the water. Isn’t it good to just upgrade the composition and write flowers? Isn’t it just a pile of waste paper after graduation?

Zhang Xinli said: "So the thesis is more important than me."

???

Ten thousand question marks floated in Lin Jinyu's heart: "What are you talking about, you and the paper are completely two different things, there is no comparison."

"Oh." Zhang Xinli got up, went to the bathroom to brush his teeth, and said without weakness at all: "I understand, it's fine, go to sleep."

It doesn't feel like he understands...

Anyway, he finally washed up and went to bed. Just when Lin Jinyu thought that Zhang Xinli had returned to normal and finally recovered from his cold and walked independently, he never thought that the daytime was actually just an appetizer.