Mizuki

Chapter 10

Su Miao sipped the porridge one mouthful at a time. He had a severe fever this time, and the doctor prescribed two vials. Qiao Lin sat beside him and watched him finish eating. He also helped the doctor change the vials to measure his temperature.

When the second bottle was about to be hung, Qiao Lin looked at the thermometer, and his body temperature had basically returned to normal, but he was in a bad state to go to class.

"Are you on leave?" Jolin asked.It is impossible for Su Miao to lie on the bed in the infirmary, and she has to pack up and leave by herself after hanging the water.

Su Miao nodded: "I'm going back to the dormitory."

"Alone?"

Su Miao was crying, although it was unreasonable, but now he especially hoped that Qiao Lin would take him to the dormitory directly: "What can you do if you give me a hand, other people's tablemates are not like this."

Qiao Lin was overjoyed, "Well, let's go."

When Su Miao saw Qiao Lin laughing, she knew it, and slapped Qiao Lin on his shoulder weakly: "You're kidding me."

The sweat on his body hadn't dried yet, and as soon as he walked out of the infirmary to the corridor, the draft made him shiver.After thinking about it, Qiao Lin took off his school uniform jacket and put it on his head.

Qiao Lin's coat was one size larger than Su Miao's, and it was loosely wrapped around her body, wrapping her upper body like a ball.

His whole head was wrapped in the smell of laundry detergent on his coat, which was soft and comfortable.

He suddenly felt that not all romance novels are deceitful, and that the boyfriend power coat with the unique smell of a teenager will really make people fall in love in place.

Or how can you say that adolescents are impulsive, and they protect people who have nothing to do with them based on their temporary affection.

Then Su Miao turned her head and gave Qiao Lin a smile as she walked.

Qiao Lin: "..." This guy didn't burn out his brain.

Qiao Lin is not a dormitory student. Su Miao can enter with the sick number issued by the doctor in the infirmary. The uncle at the gate of the dormitory area has to deposit his student card to let him in.

After entering the dormitory, Su Miao slipped into bed as soon as she kicked her shoes, and returned her coat to him without taking off, and got under the quilt and refused to expose other parts except her head.Qiao Lin shook his head with a smile, and when he was about to leave, Su Miao suddenly stopped him: "Help me put the kettle on the bedside."

He put the kettle on the bedside.

"Water glass."

He brought the water glass and put it on the bedside.

"Take the towel, too."

He actually obediently went to the bathroom to get a dry towel.

Now Su Miao didn't know what to ask him to do, so she just said out of words: "Then what, remember to get the card later."

"it is good."

"Well," Su Miao retracted her head half into the quilt, "It's okay, you can go back to class. Thank you."

"Okay." Jolin replied.But still stood there.

"Why don't you go?"

"Then I'm leaving." Qiao Lin made a gesture and turned around.

"Hey!" Su Miao became anxious suddenly, and stretched out her hand from under the quilt to grab Qiao Lin's clothes.

Jolin smiled at him.Su Miao felt that she had been tricked again, and withdrew her hand wearily.

"Well," Qiao Lin said, bending down, "I'll stay right here, and I'll leave when you fall asleep."

"Really?"

Qiao Lin didn't speak, walked to the opposite bed and sat down, and started playing with his mobile phone.

"Then I'm sleeping."

Su Miao fell asleep quickly as soon as she felt relieved, and it didn't take long before the sound of gentle breathing came from the bed.

Qiao Lin wasn't playing much at first, so he soon knew that Su Miao had fallen asleep, so he tiptoed to go out.

When passing by the bed, he took a look there. The bedroom was bright in broad daylight, and Qiao Lin could clearly see Su Miao's sleeping face.

Unlike the pale face when he was taken to the infirmary in the morning, now that the fever subsided and he was stuffed under the quilt, his complexion became rosy.

I didn't pay much attention to it before, but now I see that Su Miao's face is very clean, and she actually looks very delicate and delicate.In the words of the older generation, it is probably male and female.

He had never seen a boy who had to be waited by someone when he was sick, and Su Miao's cowardly reluctance to speak out was inexplicably funny.

Qiao Lin just watched Su Miao fall asleep with a slight frown on his brows. He arched his body halfway through his sleep, and pushed the school uniform jacket that he had just put on with his hands in front of him. He put his face on it and blocked his mouth.

Qiao Lin's throat tightened for a while, and he left in a hurry.

Su Miao didn't know how long it had passed, but she felt that her field of vision seemed to be hot, and a little burning sensation climbed from the soles of her feet to her head, as if someone was being roasted on a fire, making her lips and tongue dry.

Someone gently hugged herself in her arms, and I don't know if it was the mother who used to coax the child to sleep. It was more like rubbing the clothes and rubbing the skin that had just subsided from the fever.

The other party called his name in a low voice, and the voice was a little familiar.The other party clasped his waist tightly with both hands, and there was a clear fragrance on his lips. The slightly cool lips were close to his cheeks, and then moved to his lips. Just touching him lightly made his whole body burn Now, an unknown fire ran wildly from beginning to end.

He couldn't help but let out an uncomfortable "uh".

Then he suddenly heard a light whistle, piercing the hazy dream like a cold arrow, and he was so frightened that he opened his eyes directly.However, it was dark in front of my eyes, and it was still a bit stuffy, only a voice came from outside: "Aren't you awake yet?"

Only then did Su Miao suddenly realize that she was stuffed into the quilt, and when she lifted the quilt, there were Qiao Lin's clothes.

I fuck.

Su Miao stared blankly at her clothes, then at Qiao Lin, and asked, "Why are you still here?"

Qiao Lin raised the lunch box in his hand, "I only came here after class."

"Ah? Oh." Su Miao took out her mobile phone from under the pillow, and saw that it was already lunch time, only to belatedly realize that the corridor outside was noisy.

Good guy, I didn't sleep for half a day.

I haven't had time to explain to Cheng Song about last night's self-study, and now I'm warped again.

"What are you thinking about?" Qiao Lin stretched out his hand and waved it in front of his eyes, and when Su Miao came back to his senses, he handed him a piece of paper, "I asked you for a half-day leave, Cheng Song said that you didn't go to night training last night. "

"I didn't feel well last night, so I fell asleep." Su Miao took the leave note, looked at the handwriting on it, and thought that people who can draw and draw are good-looking. He didn't think that the name could be written so beautifully.

"I said," Qiao Lin said suddenly, "won't you give me my clothes first?"

Su Miao hurriedly took out the clothes from under the quilt, and was about to give them to Qiao Lin, when she suddenly found a small water stain under the collar, which hadn't dried yet, but was obvious.Only then did Su Miao recall the dream just now.

I'm afraid it's not drooling while sleeping?

How can I stand this... Seeing that Qiao Lin was about to touch his hands, he quickly shrank back, and said with a smile: "Then what, why don't I wash it and send it to you?"

Qiao Lin raised his eyebrows: "What happened to my clothes? What are you doing?"

"Get out!" Su Miao said immediately, her tone was high, she felt it was inappropriate to say it, and she hurriedly explained: "Isn't it dirty from covering your sweat, if you don't like it, then you can take it away." After finishing speaking, she gritted her teeth and returned Handed out the clothes.

What is this called, playing hard to get.Bet ten Zhao Ze, Qiao Lin will never be fooled.

If you don't answer, let him kiss someone on the face next time you play Truth or Dare.

Su Miao never thought that today would be the Emperor of Prophecy.Qiao Lin didn't answer, just waved his hand: "Clean up."

Fuck what I said just now, no I didn't say anything.

Su Miao, who had escaped the catastrophe, threw off the quilt in desperation and tried to stand up, but found something was wrong.

The young man with incomparable spirit is now full of horses and gallops in his heart.He never figured it out, he had a weird dream and suspected that he was at the same table as him, and it was fine if he woke up and the birds outside the window were chirping and chirping. !ah? !

However, the situation was critical and Su Miao couldn't complain about the author's character setting and the annoying plot setting. He just changed his gesture, crossed his legs and covered his lower body with the quilt, and then behaved to Qiao Lin: "Brother, my legs are still weak , can you bring me the lunch box?"

Su Miao felt that she was hopeless. She had lived for 17 years and had never been so brazen. She even rushed in front of the school bully to push her nose and face and put cement on her head.

But unexpectedly, Qiao Lin actually handed him the lunch box.

Su Miao stared blankly at the steaming canteen food in her hands, and she almost knelt down and prayed to the Buddha to thank Qiao Lin for being so good-tempered. In the future, if anyone speaks ill of Qiao Lin, I will definitely beat him up.

The next second, Qiao Lin patted him on the shoulder suddenly, glanced at Su Miao's legs wrapped in the quilt, and said earnestly, "Don't hold back, I understand."

After speaking, he shook his head, sighed in a very considerate and indifferent manner, picked up his bag and left the dormitory.

Su Miao messed up under the bed with her love boxed lunch.

Who should be blamed for this embarrassment visible to the naked eye?

Here Su Miao was full of thoughts of digging a hole and buying herself, but Qiao Lin's mood was not at all calm.

As soon as he closed the dormitory door, his breathing became short of breath.From Su Miao hugging his clothes, to slowly retracting into the quilt, to the whole process of abnormal movements when he got up, he actually saw it all, and didn't realize why it happened for a while.Any boy who finds his clothes being hugged by another boy would probably have a hard time not picking him up and beating him up and yelling that you are sick, but he just watched the whole thing there.

The world is going to be messed up.

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Before the lunch break, Su Miao came to the classroom early after eating. Everyone was taking a nap at this point, but he had already slept all morning, and now he was full of energy.So he washed Qiao Lin's clothes and dried them first, then packed up and went to the classroom.Before entering the door, he saw Qiao Lin burying his head in his pen and gesticulating on the notebook from a distance.

Probably drawing?Except for the name, there is basically no other handwriting in his textbook.

Su Miao wanted to approach quietly to see what he was doing, but he didn't expect to be discovered by him when he was two or three meters away from Qiao Lin. Before Su Miao saw it, he put away the notebook and turned around Whistled at Su Miao: "It's so early? Don't you want to rest for a while?"

Su Miao put down her schoolbag and sat down: "I can't sleep anymore, I can't thrive without the nourishment of knowledge."

"..." Qiao Lin raised his eyebrows: "Do you think you are a little sapling?"

"Hey, don't say it," Su Miao repeated the word twice: "It's really similar."

"Burn out!" Qiao Lin snorted.

Both of them tacitly did not mention what happened just now. After Qiao Lin pointed out the morning lessons to him, he lay down on the table and took a nap, while Su Miao reviewed beside him.

The wind at noon in September is gentle and lingering, carrying the fragrance of grass and trees, crashing into the books and ink on the campus, and dissipating in the boy's closed eyes, hair tips and slightly raised mouth corners.

The number of people in the corridor gradually increased, and the bell for the afternoon class rang on time at two o'clock.

"Huh?" Zhao Ze wandered in, saw Su Miao in the classroom and asked in surprise, "Are you cured?"

Su Miao broke away the hand on his shoulder and replied, "Okay, okay, I'm alive."

"You almost scared us to death," Zhao Ze said with an exaggerated expression, "That voice, a 'boom' sound! You didn't even hear the table knocking on the floor."

"Is it that scary?" Su Miao subconsciously reached out her hand to touch her head, but unexpectedly found a bag: "No wonder why my head hurts..."

"Are you stupid?" Zhao Ze patted his head worriedly: "It's poor."

"Get lost!" Su Miao scolded with a smile, and kicked him away.

To his surprise, the students who came to class would ask about his health just like Zhao Ze did. He rarely got sick before, and he didn't care whether others were sick or not. He really didn't expect anyone to miss him.

After the first class in the afternoon, Su Miao honestly went to the office to find Cheng Song, and at least explained the situation clearly.Cheng Song still pulled him to ask questions, is it too much pressure to study?Is there anything inconvenient to say at home?Are there any conflicts among classmates?Su Miao couldn't laugh or cry, what an enmity with the world, Cheng Song insisted on taking his temperature, and had to confirm that there was nothing wrong before putting him back in the classroom.

Su Miao sat on the seat with lowered eyebrows, watching Xia Weiyang's scenery carefully, her heart was full of gratitude.

He was fortunate to have met these people by chance, and fortunately someone cared for him.