The whole world is throwing the blame for me

Li Hualuo is sick.

She was lying under the blanket, her cheeks were red, she was steaming (bu), she felt like a hairy crab that had just been steamed out of the cage.

Today it was Gui's turn to cook breakfast. He searched the kitchen for a long time but couldn't find the soba noodles he wanted to eat. He ran to find Lihualuo, and found a freshly baked Lihualuo in the room. red.

Gui: ...

The next moment, the soldiers shouted Yinshi and Takasugi who were still asleep in a hurry to call for a doctor. The students in the private school sometimes fell ill. When I arrived, I realized that it was Lihualuo.Seeing a doctor and getting medicine, Songyang sent the doctor out of the private school gate, and when he turned around, he saw three little ones squatting in the kitchen, staring at the medicine stove with serious faces.

Regarding this sudden fever, Li Hualuo thought about it carefully, and thought it might be the result of the two smoothies last night...

But it may also be because I was so excited that I couldn't fall asleep after eating the smoothie, so I took Songyang outside to blow the wind for nearly half an hour before returning.

Anyway she was sick.

Wrapped in the quilt and falling back, Li Hualuo squinted for a while in a dizzy state. When she opened her eyes, she smelled the strong smell of medicinal juice.

Songyang handed her the freshly brewed medicine, and not far behind him, Yinshi, Gui, and Gaoshan knelt neatly in a row, looking at her intently with some kind of strange expectation on their faces.

"—they put coptis in it?"

Seeing the vigilant look on the girl's face, Songyang couldn't help laughing and said, "How could such a thing happen."

Although Songyang made a promise, it still feels weird.Li Hualuo gulped down the medicine, took the handkerchief and wiped her mouth, and then picked up the plums placed next to it to suppress the bitter taste that filled her mouth.

Yin Shi: "..."

Gui: "..."

Takasugi: "..."

"Why do you look so... um, disappointed?" Li Hualuo wondered.

Silence again.

Seeing their slightly complicated expressions, Li Hualuo suddenly realized—these three people are not waiting for her to suffer from the medicine, are they?

Growing up, it was obvious that they could not have been sick and needed medicine.Among the three, Takasugi is the one who endures the most hardships, but this child’s so-called endurance means that he will not give in. Li Hualuo often turns around and goes out to put a bowl, and when he comes back, he finds that the clear water next to him has disappeared. net.Gui, on the other hand, needs to be a little more honest. When taking the medicine, he will take the initiative to ask for preserved fruit or snacks to suppress the bitter taste, then wrinkle his face into a bun with a tragic face, and drink it all in one gulp.

As for Silver Hour...

That was a disaster.No matter when this guy can turn taking medicine into a war of flying dogs and dogs, no matter how sick he is, he is not like a sick person who jumps up and down when he takes medicine, and often needs Gui and Gaoshan to catch up. Watching him run all over the private school and forcibly hold him down, then Li Hualuo poured the medicine down, and then covered his mouth and rolled all over the floor.

Li Hualuo was luckier. He occasionally got a little sick, and basically didn't need to take medicine, so he would be fine after a night of sleep.

But now the three children looked extremely disappointed, and they were silent for a few seconds, the girl suddenly covered her mouth and let out an oops, before falling limply back into the quilt.

"Songyang, the medicine is so bitter."

Her tone was a little crying.

"It's so pitiful, so pitiful..." Songyang rubbed her hair with a smile, and was very cooperative, "It will be cured soon after drinking the medicine." He smiled softly and said, "Chestnut should be healed soon Get up."

"Although the acting is very similar, Yin-chan is not happy at all." Yinshi said blankly, "I feel pitied, damn it."

"I should have guessed it a long time ago. How could Lizi be afraid of taking medicine?" Gao Shan calmly acted as if he hadn't expected it just now.

Gui, whose focus had already escaped from taking medicine, helped Li Hualuo cover the quilt very considerately, and said solemnly: "Please take a good rest, I will prepare the three meals for the next few days."

"Lizi, you must get well soon—" Before the words finished, Yinshi had rushed over to hold Li Hualuo's hand, with a frightened expression on his face, "Yinjiang doesn't want to be submerged in the ocean of soba noodles made by wigs at all." .When you recover from illness, you will find that we are the color of soba noodles!"

"Not a wig is Gui!"

So you can't cook for yourself?Since you don't want to do anything, just obediently eat the noodles cooked with osmanthus.

Li Hualuo sighed in her heart, unable to feel any pity at all, she ruthlessly drew back her hand, hid in the warm quilt, pretended not to hear Yinshi's howling ghosts and wolves, and fell asleep on her own.

This time she fell into a drowsy sleep, half dreaming and half awake when she heard movement outside, and after a while, she felt her forehead sink suddenly, as if something cold and moist had been placed on it.

Realizing this was a few minutes or ten minutes ago, Li Hualuo slowly opened her eyes, facing a pair of blue eyes.

She was taken aback for a moment, her sick brain was still running a bit slow, and it took her half a beat before she called out the other party's name: "Jin Zhu?"

"Yeah." Takasugi replied.Thinking with the sound of water splashing, he calmly wrung out the towel in his hand, and replaced the one on her forehead, "The teacher is in class, let me take care of you."

Li Hualuo shrinks back into the quilt again.

"Where are Yinshi and Gui?" She asked again, her voice a little hoarse, "Why are you alone. I'll be fine after a night of sleep. It's fine, Jin Zhu, don't work too hard."

Gao Shan was silent for a moment, he looked like he wanted to say something, but he replied calmly: "They are entertaining guests outside."

"guest?"

"Mr. Yamamoto came to deliver the letter, and Gintoki and Kotaro went to get it." Gao Sugi said calmly, "It should come in soon."

Although these words sounded fine, Li Hualuo still felt that something was wrong, she stared blankly at Gao Shan for a while, not only couldn't think of anything in her chaotic brain, but felt drowsy swept over her instead.

"Then I'll sleep for a while." The girl said vaguely, pulling the quilt tightly around her body, and buried half of her face in it, "Tell Gintoki...don't bully Mr. Yamamoto."

"I know." Takasugi replied.

Weird.

After the girl fell asleep, Gintoki and Katsura sneaked in on tiptoe, clenched their fists at Takasugi in a gesture of victory.They didn't do anything, they just invited Mr. Yamamoto who came to visit him back, and the reasons were all ready-made——

Chestnut is still sleeping.

You still need to sleep when you are sick, that's right, apart from eating and taking medicine, Li Hualuo basically wakes up and sleeps all day long.

After dinner, she fell asleep again, and when she opened her eyes again, it was already dark outside.

The night wind is gentle, and through the paper door, you can see the lit lanterns in the corridor swaying in the wind, and the hazy light and shadow are also swaying.

She didn't know how long she had been asleep, and she didn't know what time it was. The whole private school was silent. She sat up with a dazed expression while hugging the quilt, when she heard the match snickering across the box.

The oil lamp on the table was lit.

The not-so-bright light softly and forcefully occupied the entire room, Li Hualuo squinted her eyes, and only then did she see Songyang sitting at the table.

The young man smiled lightly at her, and when his brows and eyes were stretched and stained with a soft smile, it was like a spring breeze blowing on his face, and the lake surface was frightened, which made it difficult for a long time to return to his senses: "Do you feel better?"

"Already..." Only when she opened her mouth did she realize that her voice was still a little hoarse. Li Hualuo coughed, swallowed what she was about to say, "It's all right." Then she continued, "It's much better."

Songyang came over to check the temperature on her forehead, and heaved a sigh of relief: "It's not burning anymore."

"It's not really a serious illness." Li Hualuo said it very easily, unfolded the quilt to wrap herself up, and smiled at him sideways, "It's Songyang, you guys are too nervous."

"No, it's my fault. I shouldn't let you eat so much ice." Songyang stroked her sweat-soaked hair, couldn't help sighing, and said in a low voice, "We still need to pay more attention in the future."

Li Hualuo stared at him.

She had an ominous premonition, and sure enough, after a moment of contemplation, Songyang slowly said, "Don't eat chestnuts in the future..."

His unspoken words came to an abrupt end, the girl jumped out of the quilt, threw herself into Songyang's arms, wrapped her arms around his waist tightly, and buried her face in his chest.

"—Don't say it!" She ordered sullenly.

After the fever subsided, the body temperature seemed a bit cold, Songyang picked up a ball of quilt that was thrown aside and unfolded it, covering the girl's back, wrapping her up.

He paused for a long time, but still couldn't help laughing: "I just wanted to tell you to restrain yourself, that's all..."

Song Yang paused for a while when he said this, but couldn't think of an appropriate adjective, laughed again, raised his hand through the quilt and patted Li Hualuo's shoulder.

Lihualuo: ...

——She swore that what Songyang wanted to say just now was definitely not this.

But it doesn't matter if she misunderstood, Li Hualuo stuffed herself into Songyang's arms, hugged his waist, closed her eyes, and suddenly relaxed.

The breath of Songyang is the smell of paper and ink, which is acquired during the daily contact in the private school, and it cannot be erased after a long period of time.

In such a steady aroma of paper and ink, there is also a kind of long-lasting, cold and strong breath that seems to come out from the bones, which can't be covered up no matter what - a completely indescribable breath.

It's like a weapon, but it's reassuring.

"What's the matter, is there anything else that makes you feel uncomfortable?" Maintaining a somewhat awkward posture, Songyang caressed her hair indulgently, and asked softly.

Li Hualuo felt it for a while, then shook her head.

"No." She said in a low voice, a little coquettish, and a little willful, "—I just want to hug you like this, can't I?"

"of course can."

Song Yang lowered his eyes, slowly stroking her hair with his palms, his eyes were full of light, he agreed softly.

"As long as Chestnut is willing, you can do it anytime."