"Mr. Li is the center of attention everywhere he goes, and he has only been in this class for a long time to have suitors." Cheng Wangshu's tone was a little ridiculous.

"So our Miss Cheng is jealous." Li Weizhen also teased back.

Because of the fever all the time, Cheng Wangshu's face looked a little pale, and a few strands of hair in front of his forehead wet with sweat were also attached to his face, with a bit of pitiful taste, plus a little sweat all afternoon, a little dehydrated, and a little panting from time to time, for a while Li Weizhen was shaken, he seemed to understand Lin Daiyu's tears, ** What Weiwei looked. The autumn evening breeze carried a little coldness, causing Cheng Wangshu to cough lightly.

"Wrap your clothes tightly, don't blow the cold wind again, and have a fever at night." Li Weizhen took advantage of the situation to wrap Cheng Wangshu's coat again.

When Li Weizhen turned around to sort out Cheng Wangshu's clothes, he happened to see Song Ran behind him, but Li Weizhen just silently led Cheng Wangshu away. When Song Ran saw this situation, he was also interested and did not step forward to say hello.

"You like Cheng Wangshu's girl." A clear girl's voice sounded in Song Ran's ears, and Song Ran looked sideways, it was a girl with a beautiful face in a long white dress. Song Ran didn't answer the girl's words, just looked at the girl.

"You don't have to look at me so vigilantly, I must not be a threat to you, and maybe I will give you a little surprise." Song Ran listened to the girl's words quietly and did not answer.

"Hello, Song Xueba, my name is Fang Yuqing, this is my phone, if you are willing to get to know me, call me." After the girl finished speaking, she stood on tiptoe and stuffed a note into Song Ran's shirt pocket, the girl's body was close to Song Ran's chest, neither touching his body, but just enough to let the breath spill on Song Ran's neck. Then he gently helped Song Ran tidy up the collar of his shirt, chuckled and turned away.

Song Ran stared at Fang Yuqing's back, silently feeling that something was wrong, and reached out to take out the note in his shirt pocket, on which a sentence was written in a delicate note: "Song Xueba, don't you want to know why Cheng Wangshu is afraid of raining?" At the end of the note, Fang Yuqing's signature and phone number were left.

Song Ran thought of the bits and pieces since she met Cheng Wangshu, she seemed to be very resistant to contact with men, including herself, at first Song Ran thought it was a girl's reserve. But she did not resist Li Weizhen, and always thought that because they had known each other for a long time, Cheng Wangshu was closer to Li Weizhen. But thinking about it, things are not so simple, not to mention that this Fang Yuqing appeared today is not simple, she must know something, Song Ran still dialed the phone on the note.

"Hello, Song Xueba, your call came earlier than I thought." There was some sharp laughter from the phone, and Song Ran felt disgusted when he heard it.

"What do you know? I don't have time to chat with you" Song Ran's voice was not sharp, but it was still a little different from his usual warm voice.

"Song Xueba, you are so fierce, I may be so scared by you that I can't remember anything."

"You're wasting my time." Song Ran really didn't want to talk to this mean woman anymore, she obviously had such a beautiful face. Song Ran thought of a line in Jin Yong's novel "Heaven and Dragon Slayer" for a while: "Wuji, you have to remember that the more beautiful a woman is, the more she will deceive people." ”

"Boring, are all the people around her so boring?" Fang Yuqing's tone was a little coquettish, and a faint sigh came from the other end of the phone: "Don't you want to know why Cheng Wangshu is afraid of rain, come to the school rooftop after school the day after tomorrow." ”

"Okay." Song Ran hung up the phone without saying anything.

Cheng Wangshu returned home from school, he has been having a fever, the whole person is talking nonsense, Li Weizhen fed the maximum amount of antipyretic medicine and it didn't work, and when he was about to take Cheng Wangshu to the hospital, the housekeeping aunt came.

"Wei Zhen, you have been holding Wangshu like this?" Aunt Mei, a housekeeper, is a woman in her early fifties, has a daughter who goes to college, knows life very well, and has experience in taking care of college entrance examination students, seeing Cheng Wangshu being wrapped in a quilt by Li Weizhen Cheng Wangshu knew that Cheng Wangshu was dehydrated caused by high fever and sweating, so he said to Li Weizhen: "Weizhen, you go and buy a bottle of liquor for Aunt Mei, the higher the degree, the better." ”

Although Li Weizhen looked uncertain, he still did so, Aunt Mei lit the liquor poured in the bowl with toilet paper, and then lifted the quilt that covered Cheng Wangshu's body. Aunt Mei observed Li Weizhen's slightly frowning brows, and couldn't help laughing: "You go out first, I want to wipe Cheng Wangshu's body, wipe his body with white wine, and the fever will subside after a while." ”

Li Weizhen turned around and exited the bedroom, not forgetting to close the door. After about 10 minutes, Aunt Mei came out of the bedroom, and said with a smile: "Don't worry, it's windy, wipe your body with wine and the soju will be able to recede after a while, I'll cook first, you go in and accompany her, you don't need to cover her with such a thick quilt, cover it like this, no matter how much you sweat, the fever can't go away." ”

Cheng Wangshu had already woken up when Li Weizhen entered, although the fever had not subsided, but at least he had woken up.

"How? Still feeling cold? Li Weizhen strode to Cheng Wangshu's bedside.

"It's okay, it's not that uncomfortable, I'm a little thirsty and want to drink ice coke." Cheng Wangshu said with a pout.

"What do you think you should drink right now?" Li Weizhen turned to a glass of warm boiling water and handed it to Cheng Wangshu.

"Alas~ I know, if you are sick, you have to drink more hot water~" While saying, he wanted to reach out and take Li Weizhen's water cup, Li Weizhen pressed Cheng Wangshu's restless little hand that wanted to stretch out the quilt, and slowly gave Cheng Wangshu water while holding the cup.

Cheng Wangshu laughed out loud, then looked at Li Weizhen and said: "Li Weizhen, do you remember when I was a child, I was sick and coquettish, and I wanted you to feed me, and you fed me like now, but the cup was too big, and the water was too full, so you spilled all the water on my face and my quilt." ”

Li Weizhen said helplessly: "Yes, in the end, the wet quilt made me cover it all night, and I got sick the next day." ”

Aunt Mei entered the room with hot porridge, and when she saw Cheng Wangshu smiling so happily, she asked, "What are you talking about?" So happy? But let's talk later, Aunt Mei boiled preserved egg and lean porridge, drank it while it was hot, drank the porridge, took the medicine, slept for a while, and the cold would be almost fine tomorrow. Aunt Mei wanted to hand the porridge bowl to Cheng Wangshu, but Li Weizhen took it: "Thank you, Aunt Mei, you can eat some too, I'll feed her." ”

"Nacheng, I'll go and boil some ginger soup for Wangshu again, and you watch Wangshu drink it at night, so you can drink it too."

"Okay, then I'll bother you." As soon as Li Weizhen's words fell, Cheng Wangshu's voice followed: "Aunt Mei, can you make cola ginger soup, and then cut the ginger slices thicker, I really don't like the taste of ginger." ”

"Good!" After getting Aunt Mei's response, Cheng Wangshu quieted down and drank porridge.

"There are so many requirements for drinking ginger soup." Li Weizhen looked disgusted, and the porridge with just the right temperature was sent to Cheng Wangshu's lips.

"You are **naked jealousy, you are jealous that Aunt Mei is good to me." Because the fever subsided, Cheng Wangshu's appetite was very good, and he drank two bowls of porridge and ate a few steamed dumplings. Seeing that Cheng Wangshu's appetite was improving, Li Weizhen ate Cheng Wangshu's remaining steamed dumplings and porridge.

Feed Cheng Wangshu to take the medicine, and watch her drink the ginger syrup, and put Cheng Wangshu to sleep It was already half past eleven in the evening, Li Weizhen was not worried about Cheng Wangshu, afraid that she would burn again at night, so he simply set up a floor in Cheng Wangshu's room......