A sudden stomach problem completely changed my status in the dormitory. The other five people looked at me like a beast in a flood, closely monitoring my every move, this one was too cold to eat, that one was too spicy to eat, that was just after running and not allowed to eat, and that was not allowed to be eaten on an empty stomach. I suddenly changed from a self-reliant college student to a baby doll, poor my stomach, it never filled up after emptying, so I drooled and foamed at everything.

No, six people went out to the supermarket, and the five of them ate ice cream and kebabs, and I only had hot water and grilled steamed bread slices. Alas, although my stomach is not angry, I am really greedy!

Look at you in the future, you dare not pay attention, greedy for you, hungry for you!

I looked at their oily skewers with resentment, and thought to myself that when I get better, I must eat ten times more than you! Take a big bite of the steamed bread slice and chew hard in your mouth. It is said that people with stomach problems should eat soft, why do doctors say that steamed bread slices are better? Believe in medicine and cherish life!

In the past few days, I have been making up for the homework I pulled down before, and the big things of this semester have already brought me to the brink of collapse, and the emergence of electrical circuitry is even more head-on! Two physics subjects in one semester, I can't help but die. Today is Friday, a few people are strolling around to eat, of course, I just watch people eat. It's almost 7 o'clock when I return to the dormitory, I wash my clothes, I go to self-study on my school, I was just about to go out with my schoolbag, and the shadow called me, Yanyan, phone!

Feed.

Feed.

Suddenly I don't know what to say. Okay, the scar forgot the pain, I deliberately ignored the kindness of a steamed bun, and didn't call my brother again. Am I a little ungrateful?

All right?

Well, okay.

It doesn't hurt anymore?

It doesn't hurt anymore.

…

Thank you for your concern.

How thanks?

Yes?

Invite me to dinner.

The senior brother came to the door to ask for the debt.

Ah, yes.

Right now.

Yes?

I'm downstairs from you.

Putting down the phone, I'm still a little confused. The dormitory was gone, and only the fish had been waiting for me, coming over and smiling and smiling at me.

I'll go first, good rock rock, come on!

The fish didn't hear anything, but it seemed to understand everything. She went downstairs alone with her school bag on her back. I indulged myself for a moment, a moment. Quickly patted my face, took off my school bag, put my small crossbody bag on my back, opened my purse to see the tickets inside, turned off the lights and went downstairs.