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On the second day, Zuo Zhizi found that her nose was not congested, and her runny nose stopped—the sudden cold also suddenly healed.Its suddenness seemed to be a casual joke, making Zuo Zhizi feel that her cold medicine was no different from a decoration.

While tidying up the desk, the deskmate turned his head and chatted with Zuo Zhizi during the recess time: "Ah Zuo, where do you plan to vote for Spring Outing?"

Zuo Zhizi: "...is the spring outing so fast?"

The deskmate opened his eyes wide: "Didn't you listen to the class meeting yesterday? We're leaving next week! The school has held a spring outing location voting activity in the forum this time!"

Zuo Zhizi: "Sorry, I was in the volleyball club during the class meeting yesterday."

The deskmate thought about it, and it seemed that this was indeed the case.She looked at Zuo Zhizi affectionately, and said: "That's right, there are so many things to do in the volleyball club, and you seem to rarely attend class meetings."

Being reminded by her deskmate, Zuo Zhizi also took out her mobile phone and logged into the school forum; she doesn't log in to the forum often, because the combination of study and department work is enough for her to burn out, not to mention that she has nothing to do with the school's anonymous forum. good impression.

On the forum with a cyan background, the first post that was pinned to the top was a discussion about the location of the next week's spring outing.Zuo Zhizi clicked in, and sure enough, he saw several options for voting in the post 1L.

Camping at the top of the mountain.

BBQ by the sea.

Nara day trip.

Zuo Zhizi: "Are there only these three options?"

The tablemate spread his hands: "Yes, there are only these three."

Zuo Zhizi made a decisive decision: "Then choose the seaside barbecue - camping on the top of the mountain is also good, in short, don't go to Nara for a day trip."

Hearing the words, the deskmate showed a resentful expression: "Yes, as long as it's not a one-day trip to Nara. Ah yes, there is a class test in the last class today, and Mr. Furuya may have to stay in class."

Zuo Zhizi scratched the forum's fingers.She looked up at the bulletin board next to the blackboard, and sure enough, she saw the class change notice written by the monitor.She could only whisper in her heart that her luck was too bad, and she had to send a text message to Iwaizumi, telling him that she might not be able to go to the lunch break training at noon.

The morning time passed quickly while studying.The senior high school students are not as leisurely and casual as the lower grades. Except for some students who have given up college and are still having fun, most of the students are studying every minute and every second after class.

Until the bell rang for the end of the last class, Mr. Furuya, who always likes to stay in class to lecture papers, found out that he didn't stay in class today, and mercifully let the students leave school on time.

Zuo Zhizi packed her schoolbag and went to the cafeteria for dinner with her tablemate, and sent a text message to Iwaizumi on the way.

[Azuo: Good news!Mr. Furuya did not have detention!I'll go over to help after dinner.

Iwaizumi: That's great.

Iwaizumi: To be honest, the second graders are going to gather for training today, and I'm going to have a terrible headache.

Azuo: Blindly guessing that Jinggu gave you a headache~

Zuo: Don't worry, I'll bring you something delicious!

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Iwaizumi: If it’s delicious, you don’t need it. Bring me some antipyretics after you finish your meal.

Zuo: Huh?Xiaoyi, are you sick?

Iwaizumi: It's not me, it's Toru.He has a fever, and he came to do morning exercises this morning, and I scolded him. 】

Zuo Zhizi stopped in her tracks, and the girl who was standing on her left and holding her arm was stunned.

"What's the matter, Zuo?"

Zuo Zhizi closed the phone cover, and when she looked up, she still had the same kind and lovely smile as usual.She scratched the hair on the back of her head, and said embarrassedly: "The volleyball team called me suddenly, I have to go first, I can't have dinner with you at noon today, sorry."

"Oh? Now?" The friend was stunned, looked at the time in surprise, and said, "But it's almost past dinner time now?"

Zuo Zhizi withdrew her arm from her friend's arms, took two steps back, and waved to them: "It's okay, I'll go to the commissary for lunch—bye!"

While speaking, she had already turned around and ran away, leaving only two friends looking at each other.

Zuo Zhizi ran all the way back to the classroom, rummaged through her schoolbag, and quickly found what she needed—because she often had seasonal colds, she always kept emergency cold medicine and antipyretics in her schoolbag. Things are pretty complete.

Putting all the medicines needed into the handbag, Zuo Zhizi ran all the way to the gymnasium again.Today, the third gymnasium is training volleyball as always. There are staggered figures on the volleyball court, and the volleyball hits the ground with a dull sound.

Zuo Zhizi held on to the door frame to pant, her forehead was covered with sweat from running so fast.Soon she found Iwaizumi in the crowd, and the other party was correcting the posture of the first-year catcher.

She walked over quickly and patted Iwaizumi on the shoulder: "What's the matter with that guy? He still has a fever and came here for training?"

When Iwaizumi turned his head, he saw Zuo Zhizi's serious face.He pinched his eyebrows and said, "It should be that he has had a fever since this morning. He actually finished the morning exercise with us with a high fever. He didn't show any signs of it. He even wanted to follow him for noon training at noon." .”

Zuo Zhizi laughed angrily: "Does he think he is Iron Man?"

Iwaizumi was helpless.He patted Zuo Zhizi on the shoulder and said, "I dragged him to the staff lounge and let him sleep first. You take the antipyretics for him. If he doesn't get better in the afternoon, I'll tie him up." They'll tie him up and take him to the hospital."

Zuo Zhizi gave him an 'OK' gesture, and walked towards the lounge with her handbag in her hand.

Iwaizumi should have greeted the other members, there was a [in use] sign at the door of the lounge, and there was no one in the corridor except Sagariko.

Zuo Zhizi gently unscrewed the doorknob and looked inside: the light in the lounge was not turned on, and the heavy curtains were drawn.

Against the wall was a row of silver-gray item cabinets, and the whole room wafted a strange smell of dust mixed with sweat stains and alcohol.Oi Chuanche slept on a single bed propped up under the window, with his back to the door.

Zuo Zhizi sighed, closed the door softly, walked to Oi Chuanche, and squatted down.The tote bag landed and made a slight sound when it hit the floor.

Oikawa turned over, with his left arm across his cheek, covering most of his face.Zuo Zhizi reached out and touched his forearm, feeling the boy's tight muscles, blue veins, and hot temperature.

She frowned, opened the handbag, took out the thermos cup and antipyretic medicine inside, and patted Chuanche's arm again: "Get up, take the medicine."

Oikawa Toru's face covered under his arms let out a few weak moans, but there was no sign of moving at all.

Zuo Zhizi unscrewed the thermos cup and held it in her hand. With the other hand, she grabbed Oi Chuanche's wrist and pulled his arm covering his face away, forcing him to reveal his entire face—his eyes were closed, and his long eyes Eyelashes fluttered with breathing.Oi Chuanche's exhaled breath was also hot, and it landed on Zuo Zhizi's arm. She lowered her eyes, put down the thermos, and touched Oi Chuanche's forehead with the back of her hand.

It was very hot.

Zuo Zhizi couldn't help having a headache, and the hand on Oi Chuanche's forehead changed to patted the boy's feverish cheek, annoyed: "If it burns like this, you still have to do morning exercises. Will you die if you don't play volleyball for a day? Get up and eat." medicine……"

Before she finished speaking, the hand patting Oi Chuanche's cheek was caught off guard.Oi Chuanche opened his eyes, the dark brown eyeballs were soaked in water, bright and soft, and a little dull.

Those eyes stared blankly at Zuo Zhizi, and Oi Chuanche obviously showed a puzzled expression on his face, as if he couldn't understand why he saw Zuo Zhizi.

Zuo Zhizi was annoyed and funny when he saw him: "What do you see me doing? Sit up by yourself when you wake up, and I'll get you the fever-reducing patch—you don't want me to feed you the fever-reducing medicine, do you?"

Oi Chuanche didn't talk back, just watched Zuo Zhizi quietly and confusedly, and didn't let go of her wrist.

After a long time, he made a weak voice: "Xiaoyan said that you will be detained today, so you can't come over."

Zuo Zhizi perfunctory: "Yes, yes, I can't come, you are in a dream, so you can see your cute and amiable good friend feeding you medicine. Hurry up and let go! You are holding my hand like this, I want to How can I get you medicine..."

Oi Chuanche suddenly turned over and sat up on the single bed, but he didn't let go of Zuo Zhizi's hand, but grabbed her wrist and pulled her towards him.

The unsuspecting Zuo Zhizi was dragged into his arms, surrounded by the rushing heat, she opened her eyes wide, showing a dazed expression.Oikawa bowed his head, put his other free arm around Zuo Zhizi's waist, and hugged her into his arms.

He was very hot, and the high temperature passed through without hindrance.Zuo Zhizi was at a loss and grabbed the fabric on the shoulders of He Chuan's short sleeves. Before he could speak, his back suddenly pressed against He Chuan Che's palm.

Generous, hot, and powerful—the palm of a boy.That hand pressed against Zuo Zhizi's lower back through a layer of school uniform fabric. Zuo Zhizi was startled, instinctively, her back was straightened by the pressure, and she raised her eyes to look at Oi Chuanche in panic.

The two were very close, and with Oi Chuanche lowering his head deliberately, Zuo Zhizi could almost feel the other's breath falling on his forehead.She couldn't figure out the situation in front of her, and the hand on her lower back made her instinctively feel a little dangerous.

But only a little.After all, the other party was Oikawa Toru, so no matter what he did, Zuo Zhizi felt that there was no need to be particularly afraid.

He leaned over, arched his back, put his shoulders against Zuo Zhizi's shoulders, and his forehead against Zuo Zhizi's.Zuo Zhizi's forehead was at a normal temperature, but Oikawa Toru's forehead was hot due to a high fever.

The light in the lounge was dim, and after Ji Chuanche got closer, the water in his eyes became more obvious.Zuo Zhizi was convinced that this guy must have lost his mind, maybe he didn't even recognize who he was.

Illness will make people weak, destroy people's psychological defenses, and magnify people's negative emotions and negative psychology.What's more, the light in the lounge is so dim, it will always make the thoughts dull.

After quickly thinking this through in her mind, she breathed a sigh of relief, and felt it was funny again, she pushed Ji Chuanche's face away with her hands: "When I get sick, I become a sticky person, fortunately it's me today, if it's someone else, you'll be waiting to be killed Send it to the police station..."

Oikawa's hand on her lower back suddenly exerted force.Zuo Zhizi straightened her back subconsciously, trying to avoid it, but in front of her was Oi Chuanche's face approaching - his face, which was red and hot due to high fever, was a little weaker in the illness, but His eyes were not weak at all.

Those honey-colored pupils seem to really flow out a sweet taste sensation in the dark light.

He caressed Zuo Zhizi's cheek with the other hand, contrary to Oi Chuanche's gentle and elegant face, his hand movements were not gentle, the tiger's mouth caught Zuo Zhizi's chin, and leaned over to bite her lip.All this happened so fast that Zuo Zhizi didn't even react, only felt a slight pain from her lower lip.

Puff, puff, puff.

The heartbeat echoed in the lounge, but it wasn't just Zuo Zhizi's heartbeat.

Oi Chuanche's hand was still pinching her chin, his eyelashes drooped, and his deep eyebrows were fixed on Zuo Zhizi's face.After a while, he let out a chuckle: "What's the matter, I thought it would be sweet. Don't you usually smell very creamy? It doesn't smell like cream cake."

"Or is it because it is in a dream, so there is no smell at all?"

He pressed his rough thumb on the girl's hot and soft lips, bent down as a matter of course, and in the dim light, kissed her lips again accurately.

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感谢在2022-07-3010:00:38~2022-08-0109:24:36期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

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