The Seven Sick Girls Can't Ask For Me

The consequence of using refrigeration inhibitors twice at night is that the next day because of high fever, I have to be put on an IV in the medical room, and I have to be with a certain culprit.

If he had known this, he should have strangled Li Luo to death before he gnawed on him last night, cutting the weeds and rooting them out.

Lu Qing lay on the bed disconsolately, repeating Li Luo's name eight hundred times.

"I heard you, can you keep your voice down when you curse."

Li Luo was lying on the hospital bed next to him, with a thermometer in his mouth, he said vaguely.

Bandit Lu Qing snorted, his voice hoarse. "You heard me wrong, how much effort did I have to scold you?"

"It's the inhibitor you used yourself, okay, why turn around and blame me?" Li Luo was lying on the bed next to him and receiving an IV, turning his face to the side not to look at him.

The bandit Lu Qing was terribly annoyed.

He was even more annoyed when he remembered that the head teacher looked at the two identical sick leave slips this morning and suspected that they were premeditated to ask for leave to go to the Internet cafe.

Because of the drip, he can't attend class again this morning!

So when can he become a top student? !

Who is to blame?Who is to blame?

It's not all Li Luo's fault!

"If it wasn't for you jumping, biting, and scratching at me like a husky in heat first, then spraying inhibitors on you! If you hadn't sprayed inhibitors twice in a row, we wouldn't be here for IV drip now. As for not being able to go to class!"

"If it's not that you bought the wrong inhibitor!" Li Luo paused, then turned his head away. "Forget it... I don't quarrel with omega."

"Are you so quarrelsome or not!"

The bandit Lu Qing gritted his teeth at him.

His lip was bitten yesterday, and now it hurts to lick it.

Who is to blame?And who is to blame? !

He ignored Li Luo all day today, his lips hurt when he spoke, and he didn't want to talk when it hurt, let alone talk to Li Luo.

Maybe it was because of the medicine and the drip, Lu Qingbandit was dizzy all afternoon. He lay down on the table and slept all afternoon, and when he got up, he was facing Li Luo's face.

The two of them were sleeping on the table at first, but somehow they slept together.

The boy's chestnut-colored hair brushed against his arm softly, with a bit of sweat, his calf was attached to his calf, crossed at a strange angle, and his face was pressed out because he was lying on the table to sleep There was a red mark.

He closed his eyes. At this time, he was very different from the past. He was quiet, gentle, and silent.

It seemed difficult for Lu Qing bandits to see him like this.

The eyelashes are long and hang down quietly, with a little curl, and the ends are slender and curled up, and the corners of the eyes are slightly pink.

The curtains were blown open by the wind, and gently brushed over the corner of the table, the fan was spinning flickeringly, and the shadow on the table was a bit cool.Lu Qingban opened his eyes and watched the sunlight refracted from the window hit the boy's face, reflecting the thin plant-like fluff on his chin and lips.

From this angle, his eyes are indeed a bit too slender, and the red mark on his face looks like a long unhealed wound, but it is still very beautiful.

Still beautiful though.

The tiredness that hadn't been completely dispelled in the afternoon lingered in his mind. Lu Qingou could feel the thin hair on Li Luo's calf rubbing against his knee. The teacher was speaking on the podium, his voice slowly and vaguely drift away.

His legs moved, they were still a little hot, and the skin was going to stick together, but he didn't want to separate.

Maybe it was because he was too sleepy, but he found an excuse for himself.

He fell asleep again on this summer afternoon.

Li Luo opened his eyes after he closed them. After watching for a while, he lightly poked Lu Qinggui's face and smiled.

The fan turned unhurriedly, the wind picked up, and a few clouds floated over, filtering the sunlight into a faint golden color.

The sky is very blue.

He loves a boy.

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Summer weather is as unreliable as summer weather forecasts.

In the afternoon, the sky was still clear, but in the evening, lightning and thunder began.

The heavy rain was pouring down, and without an umbrella, Lu Qingbandi was a complete drowned rat when he returned home with his schoolbag in his arms.

The lights in the house were dark, and Lu Qingou fumbled for the key to open the door while wiping the rain from his eyes with his head raised.

He shivered uncontrollably, feeling that the flu virus in his body that had not been completely cleared by the antibodies began to infect his normal cells again.

The cell is poked in by the little sharp virus, makes a scream that no one hears, and becomes part of a myriad of infected cells.The virus laughed smugly, using the nutrition of the cells to replicate DNA again, preparing for the next journey.

A huge thunder sounded suddenly, and it seemed to hit his side with a bang.

There was a flash of light outside the window, as bright as day, Lu Qingbandit suddenly let out an ah, crouched down with his head in his arms, and the key fell to the ground.

But he had neither the strength nor the courage to pick it up.

He leaned on the wall, shaking uncontrollably all over.

Severe dizziness accompanied by Sanshi's chaotic memories tumbling endlessly in his mind.

The monk with loose clothes and loose belt with silver hair scattered, smiled at him, and the spring rain fell from his shoulders, wet his white clothes.

Peach blossoms and green bamboos stretch and grow behind him, and the faint fragrance of peach blossoms gently touches people's heartstrings.

"Don't cry."

he said softly.

...I didn't cry.

"Little liar, I'm leaving."

Where are you going?

No, I won't let you go.

No, no, no, no!

There was a bang of thunder, and the snow-white lightning crackled down like the white fangs of a poisonous snake.

That figure faced the lightning, like a slender and fragile white crane.

no no no.

do not go.

No.

The snow-white figure fell slowly like a feather, a big hole was opened in the man's chest, and he was completely lifeless.

The thunder was still ringing, and countless thunders chased and landed beside him.

"Don't, don't go, I don't want you to go!" Lu Qingban woke up from the nightmare, and suddenly found that tears were streaming down his face.

He Juangui's face disappeared and was replaced by another face.

Strange eyes, strange voice, strange name.

Lu Yingyuan hugged him tightly and kissed his forehead comfortingly.

"It's alright, don't be afraid."

Lu Qing bandit was stunned for two seconds, and then began to cry.

Not he is not him, you are not him.

You fool.

Do you think He Juangui loves you?How do you know if it's you he loves, or the character you're playing?

If you take off this deceptive skin and the so-called human design, what are you left with?

You have nothing.

He was crying very hard, but he didn't cry out loud, but the tears fell down in big drops.

"Don't cry."

Lu Yingyuan wiped his tears frantically, the more he wiped, the more Lu Qingbandit shed.

He has nothing.

He is crazy and vicious, scheming and unfeeling, he calculates feelings, plans gains and losses, but no one will love him.

... No one will love him.

He is doomed to leave, doomed to be alone.

"Don't cry." Lu Yingyuan kissed his face. "My heart is going to break."

"Don't talk to me like that, I'm going to cry if I want to cry! I'm going to cry all night!" Lu Qinggui cried for a while, finally cried enough, and hiccupped a little.

"It's raining so hard, why don't you wait obediently at school and wait for me to drive to pick you up? Do you know how worried I am about you." Lu Yingyuan patted his head.

"I'm sorry, I won't next time....Can I give you a hug?"

Lu Yingyuan opened his arms, and Lu Qingban rested his head on his chest, listening to the heartbeat inside, feeling the long-lost tranquility.

He finally fell asleep.

The rain outside had lightened, the thick curtains were drawn, the room was not turned on, and it was very quiet in the thick darkness, only the breathing of two people could be heard.

The author has something to say: Bad news, I lost my manuscript!A whole hundred chapters of manuscripts! ! !

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It happened like this, last night, the diligent author, I, the cute little Butter, finally completed today’s task after a day of diligent coding, and it was already midnight at this time, I watched There are 40w+ neatly stored manuscripts in the manuscript box, and my heart is full of joy of harvest.May I ask which author can work as hard as I do, know how to make progress, and keep typing!Oh, if only things ended here!

But at the moment I was about to close the browser, a dialog box popped up on my computer.

"Do you want to understand the meaning of life? Do you want to... make the feelings in your text feel like being loved?"

Out of the keen sense of smell of saprophytic creatures, I clicked yes.

"Please choose a service package item. A low-temperature candle play. B cat ears play. C leather whip sling play. D Ice room confinement play. E Police uniform handcuffs play..."

What the hell!

BBBBB!

"Please select the small attack to perform the task."

"A Fu Yige. B He Juangui. C Lu Yingyuan. D Li Luo. E What to choose, of course seven together!

oooooooo!

EEEEEEEEE!

So I saw that my 165 chapter manuscripts slowly changed from spotless white to yellow!Suddenly, a faint green monster like a chrysanthemum jumped out of my screen.There are two bubble words on the little monster's head, Ah Jin.

The chrysanthemum monster snatched my saved manuscript, of course I will not do it!

The little monster said, "You're yellow!"

I argued, "This is light yellow! Light yellow is not yellow!"

Omitting the 100-word description of snatching the manuscript box with the little monster, in the end, I failed!And lost all my [-] chapters saved! The monster ate them all!!

So today this is my last chapter and I have saved it, and it will be gone after it is sent out.What the author said above is true, otherwise I will be punished for being bitten by mosquitoes tonight!

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There is really no way to update it every day, try to update it every other day, if it is not at [-]:[-], it will be gone.

Don't blame me, I'm just a poor victim too.