Can a scholar not be partial to a subject?

"I can be alone."

"It's so boring to be alone."

"You can sleep an extra half an hour."

"Do you want to practice alone, and then you can run ahead of me in the sophomore sports meeting?"

"..."

"Student Xiaoxia, you have a lot of scheming."

Bi Xia simply ignored him, and Qiu Zhen continued to say unrelentingly: "The big deal is that I will let you call me when the time comes?"

"Not coming."

"Deskmate?"

"Xiao Xia?"

"Dongdong?"

Qiu Zhen changed his name and yelled three times in a row, and Bi Xia finally turned his attention to him again: "Don't yell like that."

"Then how should I shout? Xia Xia?"

Bi Xia knew that he would not allow Qiu Zhen to keep shouting.

"key."

Qiu Zhen immediately took out the keys. The school does not allow private distribution of keys, but the fact is that almost everyone has a key.

Qiuzheng's key is the original one issued by the school, and it is obvious that it has been a few years old. There are some dirt on the bronze key that cannot be removed, and the part that is often touched by the hand is polished and reflective.

Maybe because I am afraid of losing it, the key is set on the key ring. In addition to the key, there is also a SpongeBob pendant made of sponge on the ring. It is not big but very soft, and it is very comfortable to hold.

When Qiu Zhen handed it to him, he even squeezed SpongeBob SquarePants.

"You can just give me the key."

"That won't work. They have been living together for a long time. Do you have the heart to break them up?"

Bi Xia took the key and stopped talking nonsense with him.

Qiu Zhen smiled smugly when his goal was achieved, and then got hit on the head.

It's a bit unfair to say that even if Lao Ban sees Qiu Zhen talking to Bi Xia, he will settle with Qiu Zhen, just like now.

"Speak by yourself and bring you at the same table."

The old class still came up to remind and left, and then Director Gao announced the end of the opening ceremony, no matter what Qiu Zhen said, Bi Xia didn't speak again.

When returning to the dormitory at night, Qiu Zhen fumbled through his pockets only to realize that the key had been dropped on the same table.Bi Xia opened the door of her own dormitory and went to the opposite table to open the door for her deskmate, feeling that it was a waste of time.

Return the key tomorrow.

As for why not return it now, Qiu Zhen would definitely refuse, which would be a waste of time.

The bathroom is very empty in this weather, but Bi Xia still takes a bath every day and scrubs with warm water.

In the past few days, the cold air has hit and the temperature is very low. He sneezed when he came out of the shower.

I caught a cold the next day.

Bi Xia glanced at his watch when he woke up, it was still early, but it was bright outside the window.He was lying with his eyes closed, his nose was uncomfortably blocked, and his mouth felt dry when he opened his mouth to breathe.

After lying down for a while, Bi Xia sat up and felt a little headache. He pressed his forehead and began to dress.

He was not in good health when he was a child, and he seldom got sick since he was in elementary school. Occasionally, he seldom caught a cold to this extent. He poked his forehead with the back of his hand, probably because he had a fever.

It was clearly agreed that Bi Xia would call him today, but Qiu Zhen didn't know why he woke up earlier than usual, maybe it was to wake up and wait for the tablemate to call him.

When Qiu Zhen lay down until his consciousness became blurred again, he heard the metal friction sound of the key being inserted into the lock.

The door was pushed open, Qiu Zhen closed his eyes and pretended to be asleep.

Bi Xia walked to Qiu Zhen's bed with light footsteps, Qiu Zhen estimated the pace of his deskmate and whether he was hired or not, and counted silently in his heart. When he counted to four, he suddenly opened his eyes and sat up, then made a grimace.

Bi Xia took half a step back but didn't make a sound.

After Bi Xia backed away, he didn't move. Qiu Zhen thought he was really scared, and he didn't care about the temperature difference between the inside and outside of the quilt, so he lifted the quilt and got up to care for his tablemate.

He grabbed Bi Xia's arm and half supported him, and asked under his throat, "Are you all right? Are you really scared?"

Bi Xia shook his head and went out.

Qiu Zhen put on clothes very quickly, changed in twos and twos, took the toiletries and went out.

The light in the bathroom was on, and Qiu Zhen finally saw Bi Xia's face clearly.

"What's wrong with you? Not feeling well?"

Bi Xia was a little slow to react, and after squeezing the toothpaste, he stood there and thought for a while before he understood what Qiu Zhen said.

"A little dizzy."

Qiuzheng's eyebrows were raised and twisted into a Sichuan character, which doesn't seem to be "a little" dizzy.

He stretched out his hand to touch Bixia's forehead, it was very hot, but he was using cold water just now, maybe his hands were cold, so he directly applied it to his face.

Bi Xia was halfway through brushing his teeth, his mouth was still full of white foam, when someone pressed his shoulders and face to his forehead suddenly, he didn't react for a while.

Qiu Zhen pointed to his face only after he left him. Qiu Zhen touched his cheek and wiped off the white foam casually.

"You have a fever, do you know that?"

"Maybe."

"You still use cold water when you have a fever?"

"hot."

Qiu Zhen thinks that hot water should be used when a cold is sick, but cold water can be used to cool down physically when one has a fever, so which one is right?

By the time he was struggling, Bi Xia had finished washing his face.

"Don't run today, take a day off."

Bi Xia nodded, but the two of them got up and couldn't lie down again.There is no place to sit and chat in the dormitory.

The infirmary is closed at this time, and if you ask for leave to go to the hospital, you have to wait for the old shift.

"Is your scarf here?"

Qiuzheng himself didn't wear a scarf, but he remembered that Bi Xia did.

Bi Xia nodded.

The scarf alone was not enough, Qiu Zhen took an extra coat and wrapped his tablemate tightly before leading him out to build a snowman.

It rarely snows here, so the snow that can accumulate like this may not be encountered twice a year. Unless you are lying in bed and can't get up, you must not miss it.

The white snow was thinly covering the withered yellow grass. Qiu Zhen picked up a handful of snow and squeezed it into a ball, then rolled it on the ground twice. A lot of dry grass leaves and sand were rolled in. He threw the snowball in his hand again Pinch a small one.

This time I didn't roll anymore, but added little by little, and occasionally glanced in the direction of my deskmate.Bi Xia was wrapped in a thick scarf, gloves on his hands, and a coat that didn't belong to him, standing aside and watching him play.

Qiuzhen pinched two snowballs like this and piled them together. He made eyes and mouths out of pebbles, and lost a nose.

He looked around for his nose, when a gloved hand reached out and handed him a sprig of dogtail.

Qiuzhen placed the little snowman under the tree and admired it for a while.

"Too bad I don't have a camera."

"I brought the office key, you can get it after the administration building opens."

It is convenient to take pictures, and sometimes I put the camera in the student union office.

I don't know how long it will take to open the door of the administrative building. Qiu Zhen went to the window of the toilet on the first floor of the administrative building to take a look, but it was not closed.He went in through the window and went upstairs to get the camera. It was impossible to avoid the surveillance. He could only hope that the security guard was not watching now.

After Qiu Zhen brought the camera, the little snowman had already started to melt. Bi Xia looked at the person running from a distance, threw away the snow on his hands as if nothing had happened, turned around and put on his gloves.

"Are you playing in the snow?"

"..."

"Your scarf is wet."

"..."

Qiu Zhen wiped the scarf for him: "I played for you, why are you still playing?"

"..."

Qiu Zhen took a few pictures of Bi Xia and Xiao Xueman, and then took a group photo.Bi Xia also took two pictures of him.

When leaving, Qiu Zhen looked at the little snowman with some melancholy: "I haven't taken a family portrait yet."

He didn't bring a tripod, and there was no one around, so he couldn't hold up his camera to take selfies.

Finally, Qiu Zhen hung the camera on a tree, and then took a "family portrait" with a delay.

When Bi Xia stood up after breakfast, he felt that the sky was turning. He played in the snow for a while without Qiu Zhen, and he was quite awake, but it was even more uncomfortable after the cool off.

"I carry you?"

Bi Xia shook his head and refused.

"It's still early, and there's no one on the road."

"Not safe."

The road is slippery in snow and easy to fall.

Qiu Zhen thought about it too, if he really fell, he would be fine, and the tablemate would be aggravated by his illness.

The old class came 10 minutes late today, and as soon as he arrived in the classroom, Qiu Zhen went to ask for leave from his deskmate.

The old class asked Qiu Zhen to go to the office to get a thermometer: "Take your temperature first, if the problem is not serious, take medicine and go back to rest, if you have a fever, go to the hospital."

Qiu Zhen whispered to his deskmate, "I've been washing for a long time."

Bi Xia hesitated for a while and pressed the thermometer under his tongue.

38 degrees six.

Qiu Zhen immediately said that he would go to the hospital to take care of his deskmate: "Old class, you have to come back to class, I will stay there to take care of Bi Xia."

"Just give me a good lesson at school."

After reading in the morning, I went out to see that Xue still had a lot of deskmates, so Qiu Zhen was a little bored, so he went to move the little snowman he built in the morning to the railing in the corridor outside the classroom.

There are many people playing with snow, and some are brought into the classroom. The temperature in the classroom is high, and the ground will be wet as soon as the snow melts, and there are footprints all over the ground.

Then someone in Class [-] fell down, and then the head teacher of Class [-] also took the students to the hospital.

Today, the big class break was canceled, and Director Gao made an emergency announcement on the radio: it is strictly forbidden to play with snow, and it is strictly forbidden to bring snow into the teaching building.

The remaining half of the little snowman standing on the railing of Qiuzheng was also ruthlessly cleaned up.

The sun rose quickly, and the snow melted away little by little.

The old class came back around noon, but Bi Xia didn't come back. The old class said he had gone back to the dormitory.

Qiu Zhen said again: "Can I go back and see him, he has a fever and it's not safe to be alone in the dormitory."

This time the old class agreed and gave him a leave note: "Don't disturb his rest."

When he arrived at the dormitory, Qiu Zhen was dumbfounded. He gave Bi Xia the key but didn't ask for Bi Xia's key. He talked to the dorm manager downstairs for a long time before he successfully got the key to Bi Xia's dormitory from him.

I was also asked by the uncle to come and return it after opening the door.

Qiu Zhen ran up the stairs three times in a row, and when he stood at the door of the opposite dormitory again, he gasped for breath before entering.

Bi Xia was lying on the bed in long johns, still a little cold, obviously his whole face was hot, but his body just couldn't get warm.

If he is at home, he can turn on the air conditioner and take a hot bath.But now he just lies under the covers.

The remote control of the air conditioner in the dormitory has always been operated by a roommate, and it has never been in his hands. I don’t know whose wardrobe it is in, and he will not look for it.

Qiu Zhen was also a person who had a fever. Seeing his state, he asked succinctly, "Is it cold or hot?"

"cold."

"Add another quilt for you?"

Bi Xia shook his head slightly, he is now covered with the winter quilt he brought, and the quilt distributed by the school to be folded and put on the bed every day, which is heavy enough.

Qiu Zhen had expected that he would refuse. As soon as Bi Xia shook his head, he began to take off his clothes. After taking off his coat, he politely asked his deskmate: "Do you want to take off the sweater?"

Before Bi Xia could answer, he had already taken off his coat again: "Isn't it considered wearing a coat now? Can I go to bed?"

Bi Xia watched Qiu Zhen squeeze into his bed. It was really crowded. The school bed was only [-] centimeters wide. .

It was difficult for Qiuzhen to lie flat.

So he turned sideways and hugged his deskmate into his arms.

"Is it not cold?"

Bi Xia was speechless.

too close.

It's so close that the breathing is entangled and blended, and even the frequency of the heartbeat is gradually becoming the same.

But it was also very warm, Qiuzhen was like a source of warmth that clung tightly to him and continuously radiated heat, Bi Xia slowly closed his eyes and fell asleep.

Qiuzhen had a rare chance to sleep in the school aboveboard, so he also slept with him.

Liu Jiahao wet his socks from playing in the snow in the morning, covered them all morning, and finally came back to change his socks at noon, he did not expect to see such an exciting scene as soon as he entered the door.

On the bed of the school committee, two people, two men, embraced each other and slept.