The rich milky flavor spreads between the lips and teeth, with a hint of strawberry sweetness.

The corners of his lips seemed to still have the slight cool touch of the girl's fingertips, and the boy was slightly stunned.

The girl had a smile on her face and a soft voice,

"After taking the medicine and taking a piece of candy, it will be less bitter and the mood will be better."

He didn't like to eat sweet things very much in the past, but now, he thinks that this sugar is very delicious.

No one has ever cared about his fear of hardship, and no one has ever said such a thing to him.

In the first sixteen years that Lin Jingshi lived, most of them were passable, just alive, take medicine when he was sick, and take injections if he didn't work, as for whether it was bitter or not, whether it hurt or not, no one seemed to be worried, and he never seemed to pay attention.

The gray and dull life seems to have long been adapted.

But today, someone suddenly told him that if he took another piece of sugar after taking the medicine, he would not be so bitter.

He didn't know when he became so hypocritical, but just because of this sentence, his heart seemed to be a little softer.

And Yu Huan, like a beam of light, pierced through the thick gray clouds and illuminated those places that were once gray and lightless.

He felt lucky to meet her.

No matter what the outcome will be in the future, he is glad and grateful to God that he can meet her.

The two of them stayed in the living room for a while, and Yu Huan tried the thermometer several times when he gave Lin Jing, for fear that his fever had not subsided.

When the temperature stabilized below thirty-seven degrees, she was relieved.

"How long are you going to rest at home?"

When Yu Huan looked at Lin Jing, he hadn't been to class for three or four days.

Lin Jingshi looked down at the girl with a serious face, lowered his eyes and said softly,

"I'll go to school tomorrow."

"Really?"

Yu Huan raised his eyes to look at him, and a smile appeared in his eyes.

He nodded,

"When did I lie to you?"

Yu Huan thought about it, he didn't lie to her.

"Then I'll come to school with you tomorrow!"

Poor grades can be made up, Yu Huan never felt that Lin Jingshi was a person without a future.

On the contrary, he is very smart and learns everything quickly, but his mind is not on it.

They are still teenagers, and no matter what they do, it's never too late.

"Okay."

He answered softly, firmly.

But only he knew that he was lying.

There will be no tomorrow, my little Huan'er, goodbye.

The moment the boy closed the door, the stars under his eyes fell.

It hurts, it's very uncomfortable.

The thin, thin figure leaned against the door, and he closed his eyes deeply.

If it weren't for today's incident, he would never have realized that something had been carved into his bones.

Unconsciously, it turned out that he already liked her so much.

The boy slowed down for a while, the mobile phone in his pocket rang, and the moment he opened the phone, all his emotions converged, and he spoke in a deep voice,

"Hey."

“.........”

When Yu Huan returned to school, it was exactly two o'clock, the first class was physics, she went to He Le's office to get papers, and heard several teachers talking about Lin Jingshi.

It's nothing more than bad grades, difficult to manage and other complaints.

"Teacher Chen, Lin Jingshi, whether it is from the beginning of the school or this monthly exam, is undoubtedly the lowest score in the sixth middle school, according to the rules, it can be persuaded to quit."

A few teachers were gossiping, and many people were echoing,

"That's right, that's right, this child's heart is not in learning at all, and if he is in school, it can only be a rat feces and a pot of porridge."

"I heard that a few days ago, he had a fight with a vocational high school student again."