Kitahara Shuji looked at Fuyumi's expression and was also a little helpless. As if who wants to touch you, Lao Tzu is not a pervert!

Seriously, if he didn't owe favors, not to mention that Dongmei just had a stomachache, or he was hit by a car and flew ten meters away, he would have called an ambulance at most - this is still in the spirit of humanitarianism.

He directly withdrew his hand, sat on the edge of the bed and asked casually, "Does it hurt badly?"

Fuyumi tilted her head and still didn't look at Shuji Kitahara. She didn't know how to face Kitahara Shuji now, and felt that she should be grateful, but she didn't want to say soft words to Kitahara Shuji, as if she had taken the initiative to bow her head when she said it.

She held back for a long time and said sullenly: "I can already bear it." As she spoke, she dragged the thin quilt over her body, covering her legs and little feet.

Kitahara Shuji raised his eyebrows, got up and looked away from her again, and looked at her side face, and found that it was still pale and bloodless, shook his head, and went over to try the warm treasure bag, and found that the temperature was about the same, so he took it to her, "Tie this around your waist to make it more comfortable, the school doctor should be there soon." ”

Dongmei hesitated for a moment, stretched out her little hand to take it, hid in the quilt and tied it to her waist, and the temperature of the warm treasure bag immediately reached her belly, which immediately made her feel a lot better.

She was even more hesitant, not knowing whether to say thank you or not, but after thinking about it, she still couldn't open her mouth, so she could only tilt her head and look at the wall and pretend to be dead, feeling aggrieved in her heart.

And Kitahara Shuji saw that her condition had stabilized, and felt that there should be nothing wrong with him, after all, he was not qualified to practice medicine. If the situation is urgent, it is just a matter of relieving the pain with a method that cannot be cured or cured, and you can't use other people's bodies as experiments, so it is better to let a professional doctor deal with it - people can't be blind in many things, and they should think more about others, in case something happens, it will harm others and themselves.

He sat on the bed next to him for a while, took out his phone and looked at it, a little strange why Xueli hadn't come yet. Don't look at Dongmei's little radish head in the snow all day long, but the relationship between their sisters is still very deep, and he thinks that it is not possible for Xueli to roll all the way after receiving the email, even if he collapses the door and rushes in.

Why is it so long? You should reply to the email if you have something! He made a phone call and found that the phone was turned off in the snow, and his head suddenly became big - what do you mean by holding a mobile phone and not turning it on?

He didn't want to be alone with Dongmei in the room, but he couldn't leave her sick here by himself, so he turned his head and asked in desperation: "Fukuzawa-san, your sister can't be contacted for the time being, do you have a good friend?" I'll call her and ask her to come over and accompany you." ”

Fuyumi tilted her head and didn't say anything, still pretending to be dead.

"Fukuzawa-san?"

"No!" Fuyumi finally spoke up under his questioning, and said sullenly, "I have no friends." ”

Kitahara Xiu frowned, is his popularity so bad? You shouldn't have offended all the classmates in your class, right? It's only been two months since he entered school! But he thinks about it, it's almost the same, this radish head is polite to people older than her, but it's not so polite to peers and juniors, and his heart is very small, and he will take revenge.

There are twenty-nine people in class C besides her, and offending one in two days is really about the same, and the work is just finished in two months.

He couldn't do anything for a while, so he could only hope that the school doctor would come soon, so there was silence in the room for a while. But he sat there for a while, noticing that Fuyumi's black over-the-knee socks were rolled up and tossed aside, with some dirt still stained on them.

He couldn't take his eyes off it for a while, looking at the socks and tickling in his heart, like a cat's claw. He can't stand the mess, and the socks are not neat with dirty things right now, which is really disturbing to see.

He took a light breath and forced himself to look somewhere else, but he always felt uncomfortable and couldn't sit still. Finally, he couldn't stand it anymore, so he picked up his socks and went to the trash can to dust off the dirt and fold them neatly, and then noticed that Fuyumi's shoes were also crooked, and straightened them for her again, and put them on again.

Dongmei tilted her head to peek at him busy there, and couldn't help but pout-this little white face, no, this guy is quite careful, I really didn't expect it.

Kitahara Shuji was done, looking at everything neatly, then he took a long breath, his heart was finally comfortable, he turned his head and glanced at Fuyumi again, and found that she was lying there with her head tilted, her black hair covering her ears, the thin quilt was flat and there was no rise and fall, her little face was still pale, and her thin brows wrinkled slightly from time to time, looking pitiful and helpless.

He stood quietly for a moment, thought about it, poured her a cup of hot water and put it on the bedside table, sighed and said, "If you still feel uncomfortable, drink some hot water." ”

Fuyumi pulled the quilt upward, covering the tip of her little chin, nodded invisibly, and said softly, "Okay." ”

Kitahara Shuji went to the side and sat down again, Fuyumi glanced at him covertly, then looked at the water cup within reach, and then pressed the warm treasure bag on his stomach - this guy is quite good at taking care of people, although annoying, but not a complete jerk.

She tilted her head back to look at the ceiling and asked in a low voice, "Do you know how many students have been tested in the snow?"

At that time, she looked at one of the Suzuki Noki, and then looked at the two of them were Kitahara Shuji, and then found her own results, and then she was a little collapsed, and she didn't even look at her sister's results, so she turned around and left.

Her situation is somewhat similar to Kitahara Shuji, she worked hard but didn't get the expected results, and she felt very uncomfortable and full of a sense of failure. This is the feeling that everyone will have, as long as you work hard and take it seriously, then the victory is happy and the defeat is happy, this kind of thing is basically bullshit - try your best to lose but don't care in your heart, on the contrary, you are still happy, is this still a person? What is the previous effort? Anyway, it is to go to "defeat and joy", and it will not be over if you lie down directly.

Kitahara Shuji was in a daze, he didn't expect the little radish head to talk to him in a soft voice, and he was stunned for a while, but he didn't dare to answer this question. This little radish has a lot of temperament, she is just a little better, and when she hears that her sister is the first or two consecutive championships in her grade, she can't squirt a mouthful of blood to the ceiling!

He felt the need to spare the life of the little radish head, and said vaguely: "It doesn't seem to be on the first report card." ”

"She's certainly not on the first table. "Dongmei is actually not very demanding.,Just beg my sister not to get the penultimate to come back.,Now that I see Kitahara Shuji doesn't know, I'll leave it aside first.,Anyway, I'll definitely know when I go home.。 She still looked at the ceiling, and said softly: "In the past, you looked down on me, insulted me, and pretended not to know about me...... Forget it, let's tie it out, but I'll still share the winner with you, and then you don't twitter that I'm ungrateful. ”

This guy saved himself once, and took care of himself, and the old account was offset for him part, but the oath of the enemy of his life is not finished, and he must win once in this life! If it doesn't work once, it will be twice, if it doesn't work twice, it will be three times, and if it doesn't work three times, it will be a hundred times, no matter if it takes a year, two years or three years, even if it is thirty years, he must win once anyway!

She was there to say Xie Jia in disguise for vaccination, and Kitahara Shuji heard it inexplicably. He didn't take this little radish head as a competitor at all, and he looked down on her somewhere, and he didn't pretend not to know her!

He was confused: "If you want to win me once, I understand, it's whatever you want, you can compare at any time, but I haven't looked down on you, and I haven't pretended not to know you......"

"I've already said I don't care, do you still have to pretend?Do you have the courage to admit it?" "Dongmei's anger came up a little again, and he directly interrupted his words, but his stomach hurt and he didn't have the strength to get too angry, so he could only look at the ceiling and said angrily: "We met in the chairman's office three days before the start of school, and we also signed the additional scholarship terms after being admitted to a prestigious school - you were there at the time, I was here, and the sick seedling of Suzuki Noki was also there, and I had afternoon tea with the chairman of the school park!"

"At that time, I asked you about your test results, did you forget what you said? I met you in the cafeteria a week after the start of school, didn't you pretend that you didn't know me? Are you a goldfish? You have such a poor memory? You stinky fart, little white face ......"

The more she talked, the more angry she became, and her small mouth was like a machine gun, which stunned Kitahara Shuji, and asked hesitantly: "Have ......you ever done these things?

He was electrocuted the night before the opening ceremony to study abroad, and he had no memory of these at all - no wonder he knew himself in the cafeteria at that time, but he didn't know this little radish head.

Damn, this black pot is back.

Dong Mei was speechless for a moment, and shouted: "Am I a person who has more than two million yen in accounting?" After calling her, she was empty-hearted, of course she was more accountant, and she would be super calculating, but she still shouted very strongly: "If you hadn't insulted me first, I would have snatched my seat back at most and then negotiated terms with the school, and I wouldn't have wanted to beat you and make you lose face! I should take revenge, you made me lose face first, but I didn't expect you to insult me without repentance, and you still beat me, and insulted me again after beating me, this revenge ......"

She screamed and screamed excitedly, and remembered the scene when she was trampled under the feet and cut off her head by Kitahara Shuji like a little king, and she was even more angry, her stomach suddenly throbbed again, and the strength of drilling came again. She couldn't scream anymore, and huddled on the bed with her stomach in her arms, sweating profusely.

Kitahara Shuji was startled, and hurriedly lifted the quilt to massage her leg acupoints to relieve the pain, and said distressedly: "Don't get excited, let's talk slowly." ”

He was convinced of the temper of this little radish head, and he didn't care about it first, and he screamed twice and got angry with his stomach, and there was no one!

He wanted to ask the original owner how he insulted her, but he couldn't ask when he saw her like this, so he could only add strength to his hand and said apologetically: "I just heard Xueli talk about tuition and miscellaneous fees, I always thought that you always found fault with me because of this, and the previous thing was ......"

Halfway through what he said, he couldn't go on anymore, and he was very entangled. It's not easy to explain, do you really admit that you are a goldfish and have a memory of only seven seconds?

Even if Dongmei hurts like this, she is so angry that she still has to squeeze out words from between her teeth and talk back: "You said that kind of thing to me, it's still ...... You also want me to learn it to Yukiri...... Listen?"

Kitahara Shuji was speechless, at the beginning Xueli didn't know the inside story, Bacheng guessed casually and said, she always feels good about herself, and she really believes in the two hundred and five, the truth should be that several things are together - the afternoon tea was humiliated, the family spent more money, and the canteen pretended not to know - according to the little radish head's temper, the more he thought about it, the more angry he became, and finally settled the general account together.

If she just loses money, she will definitely find trouble according to her temperament, but eighty percent will have the upper hand and sneer a few words. This thing is very important about the future, and he will not risk violating the school rules and always thinking about beating people, and finally make the relationship so stiff......

I didn't expect that there are still these causes and consequences, what can I do now?