When she came back from the hospital and missed every Wednesday when she was able to see Gu Qi, and after completing the task she wrote down in the hospital because she was bored, Luo Xiaoyan felt that she had nothing to do, when the phone rang and an unfamiliar number came.

"Hello?"

"I've inquired, you don't have class this afternoon." Before Luo Xiaoyan's voice came out of the guò earpiece, the person on the other side of the phone had already begun to talk to himself, "You have been hospitalized for a few classes in the past two days, and I will come to pick you up in the afternoon and go to the activity room to help you with your tuition." ”

"Am you and I a professional? You're ...... Feed? Feed? Hung up? Before Luo Xiaoyan's words were finished, she had already hung up the phone on the other end of the phone.

Although this phone number is unfamiliar, Luo Xiaoyan only knows one person with such a tone of speech and this style of doing things, and that is Zheng Ming. At this moment, Luo Xiaoyan really wanted to look up to the sky and shout twice, why did she have to block the knife for him in the first place.

After a while, Zheng Ming came to pick up people as he said, Luo Xiaoyan went downstairs in helplessness and lamentation, and followed Zheng Ming to the study room. Obviously, it's not the time for classes on weekends, but there are still more students in the study room than in the classroom, which is not less than the classroom where classes are held.

Although she is not a scumbag student, this is indeed Luo Xiaoyan's first time in the study room, and she used to plunge into the club as long as she had a break. I don't run a club much this semester, but because the Grim Reaper's notebook has no rest time at all, it has never been something I have ever done before.

After finding a seat, Zheng Ming really took out the books of Luo Xiaoyan's major, and it really took some effort. But for Luo Xiaoyan, there is an urge to cry without tears, and a rare leisure time was ruined by Zheng Ming like this.

Holding the book, Zheng Ming was seriously whispering to Luo Xiaoyan about the content of the two days of class, and he even found someone to borrow the class notes. Luo Xiaoyan felt bored after listening to it for a while, and her mind began to shift to the classmates in the study room. These people, in Luo Xiaoyan's heart at this time, are all classified as Zheng Ming's type of scholars, and they are people who need to stay away.

Observing the surroundings, Luo Xiaoyan suddenly felt uneasy, there seemed to be black fog emerging in front of her, these black fogs flowed in front of her eyes and seemed to want to form something, but when Luo Xiaoyan wanted to take a closer look, it disappeared completely. This feeling is very strange, although there has never been such a thing, but Luo Xiaoyan feels a kind of familiarity with this, for the black fog, but also for the way the black fog flows to compose something.

However, Luo Xiaoyan didn't care about it, she just thought it was because she was just discharged from the hospital and still had some anemia. At this time, since this feeling had disappeared, Luo Xiaoyan shook her head and leaned on the table, ready to rest for a while.

"Don't you understand here?" Looking at Luo Xiaoyan shaking her head, Zheng Ming, who had been focusing on the lecture, mistakenly thought that Luo Xiaoyan did not understand.

Leaning on the table, Luo Xiaoyan shook her hand at Zheng Ming with some annoyance: "Understood, understood, you continue, continue!" ”

Zheng Ming didn't notice that Luo Xiaoyan's love was wrong, and he really started to continue talking, which made Luo Xiaoyan speechless for a while. However, Luo Xiaoyan's attention quickly shifted, because although the black fog in front of her had disappeared, the feeling of restlessness had not disappeared, but had also produced irritability.

Luo Xiaoyan's hand holding her head changed and sighed anxiously, but the feeling did not decrease but increased. Because of the irritability in her heart, Luo Xiaoyan's hand holding her head changed several times, and finally gave up sitting up straight, and put one hand on her heart with a sad expression: "I won't be the sequelae of the injury, right?" Could it be that he has a heart attack? ”

"Sequelae? Heart disease? Listening to Luo Xiaoyan's murmuring beside her, Zheng Ming beside her was frightened, and his face turned pale directly, "Let's go, let's go to the hospital!" ”

Saying that, Zheng Ming didn't care about the books and things on the table, and was ready to pick up Luo Xiaoyan and leave.

"I'm fine, I'm really fine, don't pull me first!" Luo Xiaoyan broke free of Zheng Ming's hand, and when Zheng Ming interrupted her like this, the restless anxiety was alleviated a lot.

"You're not feeling well when you're discharged from the hospital, you have to go to the hospital, and if something happens, it's too late." But Zheng Ming is not only very stupid, but also very stubborn, where is Luo Xiaoyan who can give up lightly with a word.

Luo Xiaoyan stood up, shook her head and pressed Zheng Ming back to his position: "I have probably been in the classroom for a long time, I will go out to take a breath, and I will be back later." ”

After saying that, Luo Xiaoyan walked out, Zheng Ming wanted to follow, but was stopped by Luo Xiaoyan suddenly turned around: "Don't follow me, it's okay if you say it's okay, I'll be back in a while, you just stay here!" ”

Zheng Ming stayed in the classroom, Luo Xiaoyan stood alone outside the classroom, only a few students saw the movement just now, but it was only a glance or two before turning back and continuing her self-study.

Outside the classroom, the previous sense of restlessness has long disappeared, but Luo Xiaoyan leaned against the wall with a blank look. With all the things just now, Luo Xiaoyan always felt as if she had ignored something, but she couldn't remember what it was for a while.

I don't know how long I have been standing outside, Zheng Ming couldn't sit still inside because he was worried about it, looking at Luo Xiaoyan's blank appearance leaning against the wall, Zheng Ming already had the idea of forcing Luo Xiaoyan to go to the hospital, and stepped forward and grabbed Luo Xiaoyan directly: "Go, I'll take you to the hospital." ”

And just when Zheng Ming appeared, that sense of anxiety reappeared, which had to make Luo Xiaoyan begin to wonder if this qiē was related to Zheng Ming. But there was no such situation when I contacted Zheng Ming before, and there would be no such reaction suddenly.

Luo Xiaoyan's heart was full of doubts, but Zheng Ming was determined to take someone to the hospital for examination, and after several pulls, Luo Xiaoyan and Zheng Ming's backpacks fell to the ground. Looking at the backpack on the ground, Luo Xiaoyan finally remembered what she had overlooked-the Grim Reaper's notebook in the backpack.

Picking up the backpack, Luo Xiaoyan opened it a little anxiously and took out the Grim Reaper's notebook inside, and the page of Sun Xiao's name had turned black. On the blank page behind Sun Xiao, there was another name, and the flowers on the other side of the corner were blooming, slowly crawling towards this name.

And this is not what surprised Luo Xiaoyan, the most surprising thing was that after opening the Grim Reaper's notebook and seeing this new name, Luo Xiaoyan's previous restless anxiety finally disappeared.