"What's wrong with him?" Before Eucalyptus could explain to him, Xie Lan took the initiative to launch an offensive.

"Oh." Yan Yan cleared his throat and looked very excited, "Teacher Xie, Beichen has a fever, and he needs to go home to rest." Not knowing if he had explained it clearly, he continued, "He was really tired and his body was hot. ”

Even though Eucalyptus said this, Xie Lan was not moved at all, "He has a fever?" He went out yesterday to have a crazy time. Xie Lan pursed his lips and walked towards Beichen, "He Beichen, you open your eyes for me." Early in the morning, you lean here, and you don't look at what you look like? ”

Beichen was already in pain, but she stood there chattering, "Where did you go crazy last night, I haven't settled accounts with you yet, and this morning I was going to die, what are you going to do, rebel?" The woman rolled the boy's eyes angrily as she spoke, "I'll tell you, He Beichen, don't think I'll give you leave." Such a little illness, you put up with me, how can you be so squeamish, did you hear it? Xie Lan looked at his sick cat appearance and stomped his feet in anger.

"Yes." The boy was very weak, and he endured his mother's downfall, but he still leaned against the wall, sweating profusely on his forehead, and his hands were weakly holding on to the wall, and he looked like he was about to fall.

"I told you to open your eyes, you stood up straight for me, did you hear me?" Xie Lan was undoubtedly furious at this time, she had always asked He Beichen to sit and stand, and Beichen's current appearance was really disgusting to her.

And He Beichen didn't know how bad his current situation was, but he was really powerless, he had never felt such pain. The headache made him reluctant to open his eyes, but his mother obviously couldn't understand this.

He was struggling in pain, and most of the time, he He Beichen was the bearer of pain, and he didn't even think about his own ability to bear it. He didn't know when he would erupt, or even collapse.

"Teacher Xie, Beichen is really sick, don't force him anymore, okay?" Yan Yu felt that he was about to cry, he always knew that Xie Lan was ruthless enough, but he didn't expect her to be so cruel to his own flesh and blood. Beichen's high fever has not subsided, but Xie Lan has imposed accusations on him, and Yan Yan can't accept it no matter what.

"I forced him?" Xie Lan's voice was an octave higher, and she was obviously very dissatisfied with Yan Yan's words, "This is what he asked for?" If he hadn't gone out to play last night, how could he have been like this in class today? Xie Lan's words sounded very unkind, and there was not even the slightest human touch.

Compared with his mother's bitterness, the high fever is nothing to He Beichen, compared with her indifference, such a small illness is nothing compared to her indifference, and the damage to Beichen is simply insignificant, "I'm fine." In the end, he just spit out a faint sentence, but his heart was as uncomfortable as a needle prick, but he did not shed tears, in fact, he was so sad that he couldn't cry anymore.

He Beichen was hot all over, and he actually said that he was fine. How could he be okay? Why is he so strong? Why is he so strong? Yan Yu felt like eating a fly in his heart.

"You're alright." Xie Lan didn't know anything about He Beichen's suffering, "If you're fine, just give me a little spirit, and put on a sick look to show whom?" Time is so tight now, I can't afford you to relax in the slightest. I also hope that you can be strict with yourself, have you heard? ”

Her own work pressure is already very high, and for a single mother, she has to bear the pressure of the outside world and the burden of the family. Xie Lan is no longer Xie Lan, she is no longer the soft and weak woman she was when she was young.

She had to be strong enough to bear all the pain she had to bear. And He Beichen, as her Xie Lan's child, requires him to have a strong sense of endurance and self-discipline. Since he is her son Xie Lan, he is destined to stand out from the crowd.

"Yes." He Beichen gritted his teeth, and his whole face was screwed together. Although he was also hard enough on himself, he really didn't mind insisting on class while sick, but for some reason, when his mother forced him to do so. There was an inexplicable chill in his heart.

"No, you can't." The fat eucalyptus, who had been silent, panicked at this time, where can He Beichen be regarded as a genius in his Yan Eucalyptus eyes now, he is clearly a madman. Obviously, he can't hold it anymore, why doesn't he know how to refute, it's really stupid.

"Teacher Xie, you really can't do this. Beichen already has a fever, and if he continues to hold on like this, he will definitely be ruined. Yan Yu, who has always been cowardly, has long forgotten how to write the word cowardly. He was so timid and afraid, but now he had to start resisting for the sake of Beichen.

"Shut up." Xie Lan was reluctant to pay attention to Yan Yan's muttering, "I'll talk about it when he can't hold on." He Beichen said that he was fine, and it was not your turn to interject. Xie Lan was very disgusted by Eucalyptus's plea, since she had already made a ruthless move, there was no reason to be soft-hearted.

"Hmph." Eucalyptus glared at the woman in front of him quite contemptuously, Xie Lan has always been unreasonable, and this time is no exception. When he can't hold on, say it's okay. Is it only when He Beichen really falls in front of you, you will be satisfied. Yan Yan's heart was filled with resentment, but he didn't say anything after all.

"Back to class." Xie Lan is really Xie Lan, if she has a little more empathy, then the whole world will be chaotic, "He Beichen, you cheer me up." Give me the kind of state you normally have. Xie Lan's mouth moved slightly, which was a posture of standing and talking without backache.

It's ridiculous to think about it, you Xie Lan have the ability to maintain your original working state when you have a high fever. You try it, let's see if you can do it first, so why order He Beichen? The more Yan Yan thought about it, the more angry he became, and secretly didn't know how many times he scolded Xie Lan.

Okay, since you've said so, what else can I do? Yan Yu glanced at Xie Lan angrily, sighed heavily, and hurriedly went to take He Beichen's hand. He thought that Xie Lan would not say anything more, and everything was too peaceful.

Who knows, even with such a small help, she refused to leave it to He Beichen, "You let go and let him go by himself." Does he have no arms or legs? Xie Lan's voice was very cold, without the slightest temperature, which was extremely disgusting.

No matter how angry Yan Yan was, he was helpless, after all, his arms couldn't twist his thighs. What's more, for a woman as strong as Xie Lan, he Yan Yan may not be her opponent if he stays up for another twenty years.

Unexpectedly, he let go of He Beichen's arm, and at the same time looked at him with a distressed expression. The face of that calm young man did not show any pain, but there was no warmth at all.

His entire facial expression was stiff, he wasn't a flesh and blood body. It's like a robot or a puppet made of steel, he doesn't have any emotion, and naturally he doesn't deserve anyone's sympathy and pity.

"Beichen, can you?" Fat Eucalyptus asked cautiously, he didn't dare to look at He Beichen's eyes, he always felt that the cold tears would flow out of his eyes in the next second. Yan Yu didn't want to see him cry, this was the last thing he wanted to see, he would rather shed a few drops of blood himself than see Beichen's tears.

But Yan Yan obviously underestimated him, and He Beichen was far more tenacious than he imagined. He didn't cry, and he won't cry.

Crying is a very torturous thing, it requires a lot of emotional investment, and Bei Chen doesn't have so much energy now, he doesn't want to be sad for his mother anymore, he doesn't think about his pain, maybe the pain will be reduced, he just comforted himself.

Most of the time, He Beichen is like a warrior, and a warrior will not shed tears easily. He is his own king, strong and fearless, what is such a small illness to him? He Beichen wouldn't take this big thing in his eyes at all.

After a long time, he didn't know how much courage and determination he injected into it to calm the bloody heart, "I can, you don't have to worry about me." Although for He Beichen at this time, just taking two steps was an extreme test of his endurance, but he was still so stubborn, as stubborn as ever.

He just staggered forward step by step, which made Yan Yu feel that he was the patient. Not only was he sick, he was sick.

Looking at Xie Lan again, she was still in the style of throwing her hands in charge, and walked towards the classroom of Class 7 rather leisurely with her pair of stiletto heels, without even looking at He Beichen.

The more she was so casual, the more Yan Yu felt that her teeth itched with hatred, how could she do this? Isn't her heart made of flesh? Or is it that in her eyes, He Beichen is not made of meat.

He was still sick, how could Xie Lan look so chic, I saw the woman turn her face and walk into the classroom of Class 7, and closed the door with a "pop".

"Damn, I'm really." Eucalyptus felt that he was out of breath for a long time, and when he looked at He Beichen again, he was really helpless. Leaning against the wall slowly, little by little, you move forward. A good and decent person needs to hold on to the wall when he walks, so how painful he should be, Yan Yu really can't imagine, he feels anxious.

So he walked up in three steps and two steps, and before He Beichen could react, he carried him on his back.

This time, Beichen did not resist or struggle, but obediently put his head on Yan Yu's back. No matter how strong a person is, there will be times when he is tired, and Beichen only wants a moment of rest now.

Yan Yan carried him behind his back and put Bei Chen's arm around his neck, and he pursed his lower lip. He wanted to cry, but he was afraid that He Beichen would feel uncomfortable when he heard it, so he had to hold back his tears in his stomach. Step by step silently forward.