Fang Yuze's wet hair was pressed against his forehead, and he panted and stuffed her with the plaster and a bunch of snacks.

Xia Yuhe looked at him in a daze, and then turned his head to look at the drizzle outside the window, which was already small but still flying.

"Are you crazy?"

Fang Yuze gasped for breath with his hands on his knees and couldn't speak, it was estimated that he ran too hard just now, and the oxygen discharge from his lungs was a little unable to keep up. He pointed to the plaster and motioned for her to apply it quickly.

Xia Yuhe frowned and looked at him in confusion, he didn't have the heart to care about any medicine or not.

She felt that the person in front of her was a little incredible, even a little crazy.

She flipped through the pile of food that Fang Yuze had piled on her table just now, took out a bottle of mineral water, and handed it over.

"Drink your saliva." She glanced at Fang Yuze, who was panting and coughing. "It's good for you to have a cold, isn't it good to forget the pain when the scar is good?"

"Didn't you skip lunch, No!" He gestured to the pile of snacks.

After Fang Yuze coughed twice, the rise and fall of his chest gradually became stable, he took the mineral water but did not open it directly to drink, but put it aside, and then took out the plaster he had just bought from the infirmary in the bag, and carefully uncovered it.

He saw the same plaster she was holding in the palm of her hand as the one he was holding, and he asked, "You bought it?" ”

Xia Yuhe looked at his palm.

"Wang Zexu."

He didn't answer, and the expression on his face was cloudy.

Fang Yuze gently held her arm.

She was stunned. After being stunned for a few seconds, he hurriedly rolled up his sleeves.

She didn't even feel the urge to pull her hand back.

Hell yes.

After Fang Yuze tore off the surface membrane, in order to facilitate the operation, he moved the stool to Xia Yuhe's side, and the distance between him and her was only a fist.

Xia Yuhe only felt a warm and fragrant wind blowing in his face, giving people a comfortable feeling.

Fang Yuze's thumb and index finger pinched the two ends of the plaster respectively, aligned the position of the red mark, his two hands fell more and more carefully, and his two deep eyes stared motionlessly, his expression was very serious, for fear that he would be crooked.

How is this more serious than a nurse pricking a needle?

Xia Yuhe didn't dare to come out, for fear of affecting his operation.

Unconsciously, Fang Yuze's forehead was getting closer and closer to Xia Yuhe's forehead, and the two of them were about to face to face, as intimate as a couple.

Xia Yuhe was a little nervous, his eyes kept blinking, his throat was swallowing saliva, his helpless hands were tightly grasping the corners of his clothes, and his upper body shrank back as a whole.

I suspect this guy is taking advantage of me.

"What are you two doing?" A confused, angry voice came from the blackboard.

The two of them were stunned. His expression was sluggish, and his body seemed to be frozen.

Everyone's curious eyes were on the two of them. The math teacher pushed his glasses and narrowed his eyes at them.

I am most afraid of the sudden silence of the air......

It's over, it's over.

Xia Yuhe's heart trembled, the top of her head was like five thunderbolts, she was the first to break the silence, quickly withdrew her hand, and buried her head in the book with a painful expression.

Heaven destroy me! Is this the end of my innocence......

There was a sparse discussion in the class.

I saw Fang Yuze standing up with a firm gaze, and there was no trace of shame on his face, but a confident expression seemed to say that he was not afraid of shadows.

Xia Yuhe noticed his movements, covered half of his face with a book, and looked at him suspiciously.

He coughed lightly twice, and the gossip classmate next to him fell silent and looked at him. The teacher in front of the blackboard put the textbook on the lectern, clasped his hands, and waited for him to explain.

"Teacher, we didn't do anything! Not the kind you think! "The voice is loud and sincere.

A burst of laughter resounded through the classroom.

The teacher's brow tightened again, and he sniffed and asked, "Which one do I think?" ”

“.....”

Fang Yuze was speechless for a while, and he didn't hold back half a word after scratching his head for a long time.

Xia Yuhe put one hand on his head, and his expression was unusually distorted.

Finished.

She overestimated him, she thought he could explain a little, don't let everyone misunderstand, it's good now, explain the loneliness. It seems that she is simply thinking too much.

The math teacher waved his hand to sit him down, and began to talk about big truths in a serious manner, similar to thinking about falling in love after the college entrance examination.

This afternoon, Xia Yuhe was extremely tormented, and Lu Yao turned her head to smile at her from time to time throughout the class, which gave her goosebumps. She doesn't want to tear Fang Yuze's mouth all the time now, you say that this guy doesn't talk and no one thinks he's dumb.

.....

In the evening, the dark clouds finally dissipated, the rain stopped completely, the air was filled with the smell of wet earth, for the Pa Ti No. 1 Middle School, which is located at an altitude halfway up the mountain, the wind next to the night was unusually strong, and because it had rained today, the wind blew, and the chill made Lu Yao shiver.

"Ahh She pulled out a tissue and sniffed.

"Do you fairies have a habit of eating ice cream in the cold wind?"

"You don't understand, I need to bring down the fire lately." The three ice creams in Xia Yuhe's hand were about to be wiped out.

Lu Yao was stunned, she shivered in horror as she looked at the cold ice cream in her hand.

Sure enough, a mortal like her can't understand this kind of immortal operation.

The night gradually darkened, the cars on the road whizzed by, and the passers-by were in a hurry, as if no one wanted to stay for a second longer in this cold night.

The dim street lamp hit Xia Yuhe's face, coupled with her depressed and uncertain expression, it looked a little chilly down the spine at first glance. Lu Yao shook her body.

She walked behind Xia Yuhe selectively, one was that it could block her from the wind, anyway, she didn't mean to be cold at all, and the other was her cautious expression that she didn't want to see a second time.

The two of them came to the make-up classroom slowly, usually thirty minutes away, but today they walked for an hour.

The tutor was already a little impatient, because if they came earlier, she would have left work earlier, after all, the biting cold wind tonight and the warmth in the bed could not be compared.

"I thought you two weren't coming, I was almost ready to leave work." Her face was full of impatience and she said angrily.

They were joined by a "heavyweight" woman, who was wide and fat, with a big belly. Half of her face was covered by thick black curls, and she was wearing gold-rimmed glasses with frames small enough to fit her pea eyes. There are obvious traces of the temples sticking out of the back of the ears.

Although her eyes are small, they are very sharp, as if she can see through everything, her name is Yang Li, and she is the most senior teacher in the classroom of this supplementary institution, and her temper is naturally explosive.

"I'm sorry Mr. Yang, I'm delayed on the way." Lu Yao glanced up, only to see her brows frowning, her eyebrow muscles squeezed together, feeling that she could trap a mosquito, the corners of her mouth twitched slightly, and her eyes were very sharp.

Lu Yao and the others hurriedly took out their textbooks and sat upright in their seats, waiting for Yang Li to start lecturing.

Yang Li snorted coldly, picked up the textbook and began to speak.

In the following time, Lu Yao experienced the most difficult two hours of her life.

She tried to use her fingers to open her eyelids that seemed to be glued by 520, and the knowledge points buzzed in her ears to urge people to sleep, and her eyes were blurry.

The cold wind came through the crack in the door and the window, invading the thinly dressed Lu Yao.

She was sleepy and cold.

If she had fallen asleep in school, but now there were only two of them in a small classroom, and there was a fierce teacher standing in front of her, how dare she sleep openly, let alone sleep, it was difficult to even doze off, and from time to time she had to pretend to take notes and nod her head in agreement.

It's even more painful than menstrual periods.

And Xia Yuhe next to him was different, sitting in a precarious position, energetic as if he had been beaten with chicken blood, staring at the blackboard with two big watery eyes, the pen was writing quickly in the book, and the teacher's question was still on his mouth. She never dozed off in class.

Lu Yao is so envious, what kind of immortal did she know?

She was squirming painfully, and a heart-piercing coldness hit her waist, Lu Yao was excited, sat up straight, and instantly sobered up.

She looked speechlessly at the owner of the sinful hand that had reached into her clothes.

"Wake you up and doze off." Xia Yuhe lowered his voice and smiled.

“……”

"I love you so much!" Lu Yao's teeth rattled.

……

The long make-up class finally ended, and Lu Yao, who seemed to be living like a year, instantly became energetic, she packed her schoolbag and rushed out of the classroom, but she was blown back by the cold wind, she stood at the door shivering, her teeth fighting.

Xia Yuhe burst out laughing.

A figure walked in, bringing a gust of cold wind, passing through Lu Yao's side and coming to Xia Yuhe.

Blown by the cold wind, Lu Yao sneezed and looked viciously at the back of the passing by.

Kind of familiar.

"Is class over?" He spoke gently.

Wang Zexu?

Lu Yao heard his voice.

I saw Wang Zexu take off his coat and drape it on Xia Yuhe. All that's left is a thin white T-shirt

Lu Yao's eyes widened, her mouth crooked, and she was a little unconvinced.

With the appearance of the old lady, why is there no little fan brother who gives a coat?

"Are you going or not?" Lu Yao pursed her lips impatiently.

"I'm not cold." Xia Yuhe was about to take off his coat and return it to him, but he held him down.

"I'm not cold, I'll deposit it with you first, and I'll get it another day." The apple muscles on his face stood out as he laughed, and his eyes narrowed into a slit.

After saying that, he ran out.

"Huh!" Lu Yao, who was at the door, called out to him.

He looked back at her.

"Do you understand that the rain and dew are wet!" She was indignant.

Wang Zexu scratched his head, saw her rubbing her arms and understood, "That's ...... or not"

As he spoke, he pulled up the only remaining T-shirt, revealing his fair skin.

Lu Yao hurriedly covered his eyes, and the big fist of the bun landed on his arm.

"Get out of the way!"

"Okay sister!"

Wang Zexu loosened the clothes he was holding, touched his arm with red marks and hurried to escape.

Xia Yuhe approached with a smile on the side, and then handed over his coat.

She grinned: "The old lady is not cold! It's hot! ”

Lu Yao walked in front against the cold wind, her back was straight, her upper and lower teeth collided frequently, and goosebumps raised her arm.

"Oh, put it on. I'm not cold anyway, and I'm still leaving this coat open. She wrapped Lu Yao in the middle with her coat.

"Reluctantly help you lighten the burden, first of all, I'm not cold at all." She put on her coat and pulled the zipper to her head, and her hands silently shrunk into her sleeves.

Xia Yuhe: ?

Really, this duplicitous guy......