Thanks to the hearty rain in the morning, the afternoon heat has also been extinguished, and the wind that caresses the ears carries a bit of earthy smell, which is a little sweet.

The sky is bright and clear, just the right amount of moisture, and the tightest point of the emerald green leaf edge is rolling down a drop of water, and everything that is wet is naturally so lovely and clean.

Song Lisheng ate all the food on the plate like a whirlwind, and did not let go of the few grains of rice that were stuck to the edge of the lunch box and dried up, scooping up the last mouthful of soup before comfortably putting down the chopsticks and throwing the empty lunch box aside.

It is impossible to listen to lectures, Song Lisheng boredly flipped out the magazine and flipped through it.

Maybe it's also because of the rain just now, some small mosquitoes fly in from time to time outside the window, and after a while, a bumblebee actually flies in, causing the girl to avoid screaming.

The boy in the back row was excited to see this bumblebee, and the bold one stepped forward quietly, pinched the bumblebee with two fingers, and pinched the bumblebee steadily, observing and playing with the people around him like a treasure.

"Hey, hey, put it in!"

A boy next to him was carrying a schoolbag that had been unzipped off, and his eyes flashed with a mischievous sly light.

Song Lisheng glanced at it lightly, and immediately frowned - he recognized this schoolbag, but wasn't it Du Ruolin's schoolbag?

Are all these people boring? What do you want to do?

In the spirit of not meddling in things, Song Lisheng did not make a sound, and calmly continued to flip through the magazine, but the content in front of him could not be read in any way, and he turned three or four pages in a row, and his impression was still blank.

Looking up, Du Ruolin, who was laughing with friends in the corridor, waved his hand, finished chatting and was about to walk into the classroom, Song Lisheng pursed his lips, and suddenly fell down on the desk.

One hand was pillowed by his head, pretending to be sleeping, but the other hand hanging outside the table quietly opened a small opening in Du Ruolin's schoolbag, reached in and groped carefully, holding the bee in the palm of his hand and secretly lifting it out.

I don't know why I did it, and I didn't think much about it. Song Lisheng gave himself a justified reason, he had only said in the morning that he would cover her.

Du Ruolin returned to his seat, and intuitively felt that something was not quite right with a good look around him, and he looked around in confusion, and those boys all lowered their heads to do their own thing.

I guess I feel wrong.

Du Ruolin usually opened his schoolbag and was about to take out the textbooks for the next class, and those snickering eyes waited for a long time, but nothing happened.

Could it be that the bee suffocated inside?

The boy was depressed when a sudden scream came from next to him.

"Ah!!h

Song Lisheng's whole face was written with the word pain, he shook his hands frantically, and quickly ran out of the classroom without looking at those strange eyes......

In the third class in the afternoon, Du Ruolin's burning posture was getting higher and higher, and it was a little difficult to even support his head to listen to the class, so he simply lay on the table in a drowsy manner, and his whole face was abnormally red.

"Isn't it serious for you to be at the same table? Do you want to go to the infirmary and hang up a salt water? Weng Jiayan looked at her unclear for a while, and said with some worry, "Can I help you ask for a leave?" ”

Du Ruolin did not refuse, and nodded gratefully.

In the evening, Du Ruolin, accompanied by a few friends, went to the infirmary to hang salt water, Xiaofu and the others also fetched her food and bought snacks, and He Zhiyao also brought her thick clothes.

Qi Xiu came out of the piano room, wanted to find Du Ruolin to have dinner, waited at the door of the classroom for a long time, but did not see Du Ruolin come out, and approached the door with some confusion, where is there still Du Ruolin's shadow?

"Classmate, may I ask, is Du Ruolin from your class here?"

The student who was stopped glanced at Qi Xiu with some curiosity and shook his head:

"She seems to have taken a leave of absence from work with a fever in the afternoon, and she should be in the infirmary now."

This usually lively girl is sick?

Qi Xiu frowned, politely said thank you, and immediately pulled out his legs and walked towards the infirmary.

As soon as I pushed the door, I was greeted by a girl sitting in the corner with her eyes closed, her head drooping, and she was groggy and swaying from side to side.

Qi sighed, he was really a person who didn't let him worry.

Sitting lightly next to Du Ruolin, watching her staggering and suddenly smashing against the wall on the side, Qi Xiu subconsciously reached out and put his hand on the cold and hard wall, and the girl's head sank into his soft and thick palm.

Qi Xiu looked at the sleeping girl in front of him, his eyes were full of love, and he reached out to help her cover the clothes on her shoulders.

Just as he was about to test the temperature of Du Ruolin's forehead with his hand, some noisy footsteps suddenly sounded outside the window, sounding like a man.

If this scene is seen, it is inevitable that there will be some misunderstanding and gossip. Qi Xiu looked at the girl beside him, and finally left.

"Grass, it's so swollen that I can't hold anything in my right hand now! Why is it that the medicine prescribed by the broken doctor is useless at all, but it is getting more and more painful? Song Lisheng stepped in, saw the sleeping girl, walked to her side and looked at her, "Really sick?" ”

Only then did he reach out the back of his hand and touch her forehead, but he was suddenly startled by the burn and retracted his hand:

"Grass, so hot? You can't burn to death, right? What about the doctor! ”

Song Lisheng looked around, but still didn't see any trace of the doctor, so in desperation, he could only decide to try to cool down Du Ruolin first.

Song Lisheng went to fetch a basin of cold water and dipped the towel in water, but when he was about to wring it out, he couldn't wring the towel up with only one uninjured hand. Song Lisheng looked at his injured hand, didn't think much about it, gritted his teeth and soaked that hand in the water, and wrung out the towel with the pain.

Song Lisheng walked over, put the folded towel on Du Ruolin's forehead, and saw that Du Ruolin seemed to have no sense of the outside world, so he tried to call her name twice:

"Du Ruolin? Du Ruolin! ”

Du Ruolin didn't react, still frowning his eyebrows, looking very uncomfortable.

Song Lisheng sighed, found a chair next to him and sat down, changed a cold towel after a while, and stood up and sat down in the infirmary back and forth, walking around and busy.

Half an hour passed, and I finally saw that her face was not so red, and the fever had dropped a little.

Song Lisheng finally breathed a sigh of relief, and it took half an hour of busy fatigue before he dared to come out, and the person collapsed on the seat.

He was about to lie down backwards and get ready to rest for a while, but he caught a glimpse of the figure next to him moving, and immediately a carp sat up.

Du Ruolin gradually opened his eyes, staring at the somewhat unfamiliar white environment in front of him a little helplessly, looked at the hanging bottle in his hand, and suddenly understood where he was.

Du Ruolin's vision was still a little blurry, and when he saw the man dressed in black in front of him, he shouted with some uncertainty:

“...... Uncle? ”

"You're awake, my aunt!"

Song Lisheng saw that she was also sober, and her heart was finally put back in her stomach, and she couldn't help but complain, "You almost burned to death like this, do you know?" ”

The tension and uneasiness just now all dissipated in an instant, and Song Lisheng returned to the image of the son who was a hanger in the past, crossed Erlang's legs, and turned on the TV on the side gracefully.

"Have you been taking care of me? Thank you, uncle. ”

Du Ruolin reached out and took off the half-dried cold towel on his forehead, and thanked him with some surprise.

"No, you're also sick because I have a cold."

Song Lisheng waved his hand with a nonchalant look, his eyes were already focused on the TV, and he kept changing the station in his hand, and finally stopped at a football game.

The game was at its most exciting, the referee's whistle disturbed the silence in the infirmary, shouting and cheering, and the commentator's energetic voice was noisyly mixed together, making Du Ruolin, who had planned to close his eyes and recuperate, upset, and simply blinked and looked at the screen with changing colors.

At this time, the sky outside the window had completely sunk, and the last trace of drunken red of dusk was also engulfed in the entire ink-splashed darkness, dark with a faint dark blue. The white cotton wool soaked in ink also became full and heavy, sinking inch by inch from the top of the head, hanging low in the air.

Pedestrians gradually became scarce, and only then did the boys who finished school play basketball walk in groups towards the lights of the cafeteria, their sweat-soaked jerseys on their shoulders. The girl who bought snacks in the supermarket shook her hand and disappeared at the entrance of the stairs, passing by the mirror in the bathroom and subconsciously looking sideways to fix her hairstyle. It is a small and vivid fireworks scene every day, faint in memory but flashing with light.

Du Ruolin blinked, she was really a little upset to see this boring ball game.

I can't understand, what's so nice about a sports game where a group of people are chasing and kicking a ball?

"I want to watch a TV series! It's not pretty! ”

Du Ruolin kicked a thin quilt on his body with some dissatisfaction, and shouted at Song Lisheng.

"No, go to sleep."

Of course, Song Lisheng would not compromise because of Du Ruolin's words, refused without thinking about it, didn't even look back, and continued to watch the football game with relish.

When Du Ruolin saw it, he was immediately unhappy.

After resting for so long, he regained a little strength, propped up the edge of the bed and moved it over little by little, taking advantage of Song Lisheng's inattention, he snatched the remote control from behind coldly:

"I'm a patient, you have to take care of my feelings!"

Song Lisheng was watching wonderfully, and he wanted to stretch out a hand in the air, and he was annoyed at the moment: "I'm also a patient!" ”

The two of them were arguing and shouting, arguing, and the remote control was also flickering left and right in the four hands, if it weren't for the fact that both of them were a little injured, now they were afraid that they would be able to scuffle.

Du Ruolin suddenly sneered and laughed, let go of his hand and let Song Lisheng take away the remote control.

"What are you laughing at?"

Song Lisheng also stopped the movement in his hand, and was pointed at by Du Ruolin only to realize that he also had a rare gentle smile on his face at some point.