Liuying's May is long and difficult, the weather often changes faces between spring and summer, cool and hot take turns, can't withstand the large temperature difference between day and night, there are always a few people who are perfectly hit.

"Ahem, ahem... Ahem, ahem, aa!" Unstoppable cough and snot, Xin Xiaoluo's whole person is gone, and his nose and throat don't seem to be his own.

"Xiaoluo, is the cold so serious? Buy some medicine to eat or bottle a drip. In the middle of the night, the thunderous coughing continued, and Lian Bing saw that Xin Xiaoluo had used up roll after roll of paper, and his nose was red and swollen.

"Ahem, don't take medicine, don't take medicine or injections, I'm an old problem, I've had a cold since I was a child, and it won't be good for a month, cough."

The hoarse voice, the crisp aura that was no longer the past, the throat was inflamed and phlegm, and the nasal voice was thick. blame her for not being able to withstand the heat, so she has to turn on the air conditioner and fan at night, and she doesn't like to cover the quilt.

"It's not a way to go on like this, your throat is also broken, can you carry it hard?" Three garbage cans in the dormitory were filled with Xin Xiaoluo's snot wiping paper, and several white paper balls overflowed the barrels.

"I don't know, I don't want to take medicine, I don't want to go to class, cough cough."

I still remember the second semester of the first year of junior high school, at the same time, she coughed in the class for more than a month, and none of her classmates were willing to pay attention to her, and the bad-tempered teacher even said intentionally or unintentionally that she deliberately interrupted the progress of the class when she lectured. People mostly hate the sound of coughing up phlegm and snot, and automatically classify the sick person as a plague god, they don't know it, and she coughs it up only when she really can't help it at all.

"Let's go to the pharmacy and buy some medicine, if it doesn't work, let's go to the hospital and have a look." The sooner you get cured, you're more comfortable and worry-free, aren't you? ”

"Okay, ask for peace of mind."

In the morning, the sun was still shining in the sky, and in the afternoon, the clouds were thick, the black group pressed the city, the weather changed its face too quickly, and it rained heavily when Xin Xiaoluo came out to buy medicine, God couldn't get along with her, and she didn't say hello when bad luck found her, at least she had to give her some time to prepare, right?

On her feet were a pair of high-soled sneakers, which were already soaked at this time, and the umbrella she borrowed from the pharmacy proprietress couldn't cover the raindrops flying around, and I don't know if the umbrella would leak rain or the wind was too unreasonable, so the bangs on her forehead were completely wet, and her curly hair had become straight, obscuring her vision.

Holding an umbrella in one hand, carrying medicine in the other, there was no third hand to pull her hair to the side, and the rain in her eyes, after all, she couldn't help but feel uncomfortable, and she freed her hand to leave her bangs aside, and her forehead, which had not been seen for many years, was smooth and white, small and cute.

But the umbrella took off the force of the confinement of the direction of the sharp turn, could not escape the invasion of the wind, against the air flow of the umbrella body was blown over, the heavy rain poured her heart cold, the hand still maintained the posture of pulling the umbrella, funny and embarrassing.

She didn't react for a while, she stood in the puddle, let the rain water, and the medicine box in the plastic bag in her hand survived. The raindrops hit her face, she couldn't open her eyes, she wiped her face, the umbrella in her hand was rotten, she couldn't afford to borrow it again, and she had to pay for a new umbrella.

The foot that had just taken a step stopped on the stone bricks that flowed with water, and suddenly there was no rain on her head, and her cold body was shrouded in a large tent, giving her a little bit of warmth. For some reason, she shivered inexplicably, obviously warm.

Turning his head, a majestic figure stood next to her, the black umbrella was particularly commensurate with his temperament, and the fingers holding the handle of the umbrella were distinctly jointed, slender and beautiful. Slowly going up, he accidentally crashed into a pair of cold eyes, and his sword eyebrows furrowed, why did he wrinkle, for her?

The sky and clouds and shadows were hovering together, the loud and loud sound of rain was ticking in her ears, she saw it, at that moment, there was only one person in their eyes, such a clear picture, it couldn't deceive people.

"I'll send you back to the dormitory, it's raining so hard, why are people like stupid?" Eventually, he broke the silence, and the noisy exchange of the previous days seemed to have not happened, and he said to send her back.

"Thank you." She also thought she was stupid, and she stared at him and forgot the time.

"Got a cold?"

deliberately suppressed the timbre, in order not to look so hoarse and ugly, she was still heard, and she was embarrassed.

"Hmm." She lowered her head and her voice was inaudible, and she suspected he couldn't hear it.

The sound of rustling came from beside him, and suddenly he was covered with a piece of clothing, his khaki trench coat, a faint, fresh smell of laundry detergent, seeping from the tip of his nose into his heart. The time was too short, and I couldn't feel the rising temperature, and my face burned unconsciously.

"It's raining so hard, I'm afraid I'll have a fever, put on my coat first, and then go back to the dormitory to take a hot shower, let's go."

"Thank you."

The rain continued to fall, and the rain merged into a stream, taking away the dust and dirt, as well as the way she used to be with him. The difference in their height was too great, Xin Xiaoluo's short legs couldn't keep up with his steps, and each step was a little difficult. After walking for a while, he seemed to notice it, and slowed down to walk with her.

"Ahem, ahem... Ahem, ahem... Uh-huh, ahem!" She couldn't stand it, she always felt that tens of thousands of ants were gnawing in her throat, it was difficult to breathe, her little face was red, she didn't want to be embarrassed, but her lungs didn't listen to her, and she should be suffocated in one more second.

Not daring to look at him, even she hated the disgusting cough, covering her mouth and trying to control and reduce the volume, for fear of being disliked.

Suddenly, a large hand covered her thin back, and patted lightly through her coat, and he approached her, trying to relieve her of a trace of pain, but said nothing.

Speechless all the way, sent her downstairs to the dormitory, took back her clothes, paused in his steps, and then left without hesitation.

Walking to the second floor, Xin Xiaoluo stopped, and watched him walk into the misty rain curtain on the stairs and disappear.

Before I arrived at the dormitory, I met Lian Bing, who hurriedly went downstairs, "Da Bing, where are you going?" ”

"Xiaoluo! You guy didn't call me when you went out to buy medicine, I told you last night that there would be heavy rain this afternoon, and you didn't bring an umbrella!"

No wonder Lian Bing was carrying a big umbrella in his hand and wearing rain boots on his feet, looking like he was going to drive the pigs back to the pigsty.

"Haven't I come back? Fortunately, the medicine is not wet!" Carrying a wet transparent plastic bag and shaking it in front of Lian Bing, he was quite invited.

"Hurry up and give me a hot bath, give me the medicine, I'll soak you, and I will bitter you without sugar!"

"Slightly, I went to take a bath, the medicines I picked are all sweet particles, Da Bing, you can't be bitter with me."

Lian Bing smiled helplessly, there was really no way to take her!

After drinking the medicine for three days in a row, Xin Xiaoluo's stubborn old illness has improved a lot for ten years, he no longer has a runny nose, and the symptoms of throat inflammation have also improved, only coughing a few times occasionally, and sleeping at night is getting more and more fragrant day by day.

In the last public class of the second semester of their freshman year, Xin Xiaoluo and Lian Bing broke the sky without stuck points and were late.

"Da Bing, today's open class is early, I'm so sleepy!" She leaned back in her chair with her eyes closed with her head down.

"Eldest sister, we're here ten minutes early." After wiping the table with a paper towel, Lian Bing put the book on it.

Some college students take the first and last classes extremely seriously, and they sleep when they can sleep in the middle class, and they are in a daze if they don't sleep, and Xin Xiaoluo is a typical representative. Their reason is very simple, the first session should start well, a good start is especially important, and the last session should end seriously, remembering the teacher who will not see you again.

In the psychology open class of mixed majors, she saw him again, this time he did not stand on the stage with a case analysis document in his hand and talk eloquently, but sat in the first row flipping through another book.

During the ten-minute lesson, Xin Xiaoluo peeked at him five or six times, his eyes focused on the podium and the multimedia, and occasionally clenched his hands into fists to cover his lips.

"Ahem, ahem... Ahem, ahem. He coughed lightly, not like a cold, but like clearing his throat, Xin Xiaoluo's eyelids jumped wildly, and his ears paid attention to every clear sound coming from the first row.

After class, she said goodbye to the old man of psychology, the professor, and she saw him walking next to the professor, and the two of them talked about each other.

"Xiaoluo, what are you looking at? Let's go. ”

"Oh, good." Lian Bing called her at the door of the classroom, retracted her thoughts, and left the classroom together.

"Yifeng, are you feeling better? I wanted you to tell me more about the case, but my old bones have exhausted their strength for two hours!"

"Ahem, my throat is still not very good, sorry professor, I didn't share it for you." The vocal cords weigh a thousand pounds, and the voice does not distinguish timbre, and the graininess is obvious.

"Oh yo, what's wrong with that sound? Did you catch a cold? It's okay, old man, I'm just talking, take care of your body, young man!"

"Thank you Professor for your concern, it will be fine in a few days."

When he returned to the boys' dormitory, Tang Yifeng's coughing was unsuppressed, and only the ceiling that absorbed the noise understood his discomfort, and even Sheng Yingrui, who usually slept more dead than a pig, was woken up by him.

"Hey, Yifeng, how did you suffer from a physique like yours that hasn't been sick for 10,000 years? You've woken me up coughing, go get some medicine, bro!"

Two days ago, Tang Yifeng suddenly coughed, Sheng Yingrui thought that Tang Yifeng was clearing his throat, but the two days have intensified, which really scared him a lot, in his memory, Tang Yifeng has almost never been sick, let alone caught a cold.

"I took the medicine, but it didn't get better."

"Big brother, you cover the quilt well every day, and turn off the air conditioner and fan for me at twelve o'clock, I'm half dead when it's hot, and you're still sick? Hell yes!"

He Sheng Yingrui was almost sick, he didn't have a quilt at all, and he took a cold shower and went to bed without wiping his hair.

"If I told you that I was infected, would you believe it?"

"Who did you kiss?"

"Get out!"

"Are there any colds that have been infected this year? I can't think of any other way than kissing, Yifeng, you won't be outside with Luo Yao behind your back, right? Niu Zheng is not right, introduce me to two another day!"

"Say it again."

Sheng Yingrui's silence is almost like death, how dare he talk nonsense again, it is estimated that he will be cut by Tang Yifeng.