(1) The capital is a good relationship between gold and jade, and I only think of the former alliance of wood and stone. ——[Qing] Cao Xueqin, "Dream of Red Mansions"

Although there was a friendship that day, we didn't take it seriously when we returned to school, but her mother specially asked for my home phone number to thank my mother. Life is still going on as usual, we are like ordinary classmates, there is no much intersection, and at that time, I was indeed busy with countless specialty classes, and I neglected interpersonal communication.

Until one day, Yin Xiaohui seemed to be seriously ill, the school did not have an infirmary, and when she arrived at the classroom in the morning, she was next to me "cough, cough, cough" non-stop, I didn't care at first, but after two classes, I really couldn't sit still, do I know how to pity the fragrance and cherish the jade? Of course not, the difference between boys and girls in my heart at that time was just skirts and long hair, mainly because she was lying next to me coughing upset, and I didn't hear several points clearly from the teacher, and I relied on looking back and asking Wang Qianyi after class to understand it.

At that time, we didn't have any concept of going to the clinic, and if we had a problem, we would like to find the squad leader, so what should I do if I have a problem with the squad leader? Looking for a teacher, so far I haven't encountered a problem that the teacher can't solve. After thanking Wang Qianyi, he threw a copy of "Sherlock Holmes" on his desk and went straight to the head teacher's office.

The teacher was brought to Yin Xiaohui's desk by me, and she lay on the table with her head buried in her elbows, and from time to time she would cough muffled. The teacher lifted her head, and between that time she was pale, and the hair on her temples was curling on her face, and it seemed that she was sweating a lot, and she didn't know if she was sick or covered herself. The teacher probed her forehead with his hand, "Mom! With a bang, he pulled her out of the classroom.

The world was quiet for a moment, and I went back to read "Sherlock Holmes" with Wang, and we often read together in our spare time, and we really "read" it, one page per person, alternating between them. First, there are many words in the book that we don't know, and we know a lot of words with the help of phonetics; Second, to improve their ability to express themselves, at the beginning we each had our own "stuck" time, but then gradually got better, except for the occasional words, we all became amateur small announcers, but the audience was only one other.

Yin Xiaohui didn't come back until the afternoon, and the teacher held up a drip bottle next to her and asked me to move her hanger over, I dragged it with me, and finally dragged the hanger to Yin Xiaohui's desk with the help of Yin Ming. The teacher hung the medicine bottle on the hanger, raised his head and clapped his hands and told everyone: "Everyone be quiet, listen to the teacher, Yin Xiaohui is sick and needs to be injected, and the students in these two groups by the window are walking from this side of the aisle." Do you hear that? As he spoke, he pointed to the aisle beside me, and everyone replied that they knew and began to play their own games again.

The teacher squatted down again and said to Yin Xiaohui: "Then the teacher will go back to the office first, you want to go to the toilet and let you come to the office at the same table to call me, and the teacher will take you there." Yin Xiaohui nodded, and the teacher instructed me to look at her drip bottle, and to go to the office to call her when the medicine was about to run out, and ask the teacher for leave if she was in class. After seeing me nod, the teacher got up and walked out of the classroom, and before going out, he glanced at us with anxiety, and remembered what the principal said when he first came to the school: "If the parents are not there, we are the parents of the children." The teacher looked back at this and really looked like a mother.

After the teacher left, I first looked up at her medicine bottle, which was still halfway there, and then looked at the speed of the dropper, and thought about how long it would be before I could look at it again, so as not to make a mistake. Then his eyes moved down, and he saw Yin Xiaohui lying on the table, with her right arm on her pillow, and her left hand with a needle stuck straight on the table, as if she didn't listen to her own call. Suddenly, she sat up and startled me, she coughed, but she forced herself back, and I guessed a rough idea when I saw her frowning at her left arm that was slightly curled because of the cough. Leaned over to her, helped her hold on to the arm that was giving the injection, and let her cough in my face.

After coughing, she pounded her chest with her clenched right fist, "Knock! After two sounds, I saw her brow stretch and asked, "Okay?" She nodded, I gently put her hand back on the table, she put her right hand on mine, opened her fist, and a small pebble fell on my hand, the surface of the stone was round, damp and warm, she must have been holding it for some time. I noticed that she kept holding her right hand, but I didn't want to hold a stone inside, and looked at her puzzled: "This? "I got it from the doctor when the injection hurt just now, and I gave it to you, do you either?"

For a moment, I felt a "bang" in my heart, and a layer of things that I didn't know whether it was film or cloth or paper was torn. It was like snow melting, like a flower blooming. I don't remember what happened after that, but I remember holding the little stone in my left hand, holding it in class, eating, brushing my teeth, until I went to bed at night and put it in my pillowcase, so that it would accompany me like a dream.

How can I still be young, and I think my feelings are precious, but I don't know what it is. Within a few days, she took a break from school due to illness. The encounter was short-lived, leaving only a pair of eyebrows and eyes in my heart and a white dress. ②。

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