A lifetime of firewood, rice, oil and salt, that is the foundation of life, not the face of love.

Death and life are broad, and they stay together, which is the longest companionship.

The sea is dry and rotten, and the vicissitudes of the sea are the most affectionate waiting.

Maybe there is no need for the sea to dry, no stone to rot, the sea is still there, the mulberry field has not appeared, and love will come quietly.

Xu Qinghe took the cup and drank it all. Without Xu Qinghe's greeting, Yuan Ming took the cup and cleaned it himself.

"What's the big deal, so nervous." Xu Qinghe shook his head with a smile.

"Prevention is better than prevention." Liu Jiayao also walked over with a cup.

"If something really happens, how can a mere cup of gadgets withstand it." Xu Qinghe disagreed.

"Just warm up." Yuan Ming turned around and said, taking Liu Jiayao's cup by the way.

Xu Qinghe opened the already wet schoolbag and poured out the contents of the bag.

The scroll was already soaked, and the unwritten white letters were almost pulp, and a piece could be torn off if you weren't careful. The ink had faded, but the handwriting was faintly legible.

"I'll have to change to a waterproof bag in the future." Xu Qinghe said as he threw the paper into the trash.

That wet lump of paper made its way into the trash can.

Xu Qinghe remembered everything written to Qiao Wei word for word.

Xu Qinghe carefully dried the books with a hair dryer, and then the school bag.

In order to concentrate the heat a little more, Liu Jiayao moved to Xu Qinghe's side to dry his things.

The sound of two hair dryers disturbed the chickens in the dormitory. Yuan Ming and others put on headphones one after another and turned up the sound of MP3.

Communication with each other can only be expressed by shouting loudly, or only by gesturing in the most primitive form of body language.

Maybe it was the heat from the hair dryer that hit his face, and Xu Qinghe felt like his face was on fire.

"Don't you feel a little hot?" Liu Jiayao asked.

"Indeed, hurry up and dry it." Xu Qinghe fanned it with his hand, "Go to bed early after working early." ”

Yuan Ming and the others couldn't hear the words of the two, otherwise most of them would burst into tears and thank Xu Qinghe for his grace.

Xu Qinghe and Liu Jiayao glanced at each other, and then the two tacitly turned off the hair dryer.

Perhaps, I didn't hear movement for a while, and Yuan Ming and the others took off their headphones.

Seeing Xu Qinghe and Liu Jiayao tidying up the drawers, they all went to the bed to lie down with confidence.

Then the two looked at each other and smiled, and at the same time turned on the hair dryer.

Suddenly, the cries of bitterness and the sound of the wind were mixed.

"It's too despicable to bully honest people." Yuan Ming couldn't bear it anymore and shouted at Liu Jiayao.

"It's none of my business, it was Qinghe who asked me to do this, and I had no choice but to do it. Believe me, I'm a victim too. At the critical moment, Liu Jiayao showed his housekeeping skills.

But how could everyone not understand who Liu Jiayao was, and besides, they saw it in their eyes and didn't find that Xu Qinghe had anything to ask Liu Jiayao.

"Everyone's eyes are bright, you still have to be honest and strive to deal with it lightly." Xu Qinghe teased.

Liu Jiayao also knew that he couldn't shirk it this time, but he didn't blush at all after the lie was exposed.

Xu Qinghe once said that Liu Jiayao's skin is thicker than the city wall of Shanhaiguan, but Liu Jiayao has a hearty words: "Thick skin is the right way, and it is the development method and umbrella of love." What's wrong with being cheeky, there are many benefits of being cheeky, and it doesn't hurt too much when you are beaten. ”

Yuan Ming has always boasted of being thick-skinned, but in front of Liu Jiayao, it was really a big deal.

And even though everyone knows that Liu Jiayao is a person who doesn't know what his face is, he is still stimulated by Liu Jiayao again and again.

After staying with Liu Jiayao for a long time, he will naturally be affected by him, and Xu Qinghe's face is gradually increasing in thickness.

"The wind was too loud for me to hear. You repeat. Xu Qinghe shouted.

Yuan Ming didn't bother to pay attention to him again, shouting once was a complaint, and shouting a second time was too obedient.

Yuan Ming has never been an obedient good boy.

After a long time, the sound of the hair dryer finally stopped.

Yuan Ming poked his head out, and saw the two of them yawning over and over again while stuffing things into their school bags, and he was still a little suspicious.

It wasn't until the two of them disappeared in front of the table that there was a sound of water running from the washstand, and Yuan Ming and the others closed their eyes and slept with confidence.

The two of them didn't do anything else.

Xu Qinghe felt a little dizzy, but he didn't care too much, he just thought it was caused by exhaustion.

Early the next morning, Xu Qinghe and Liu Jiayao were woken up by Yuan Ming's vigorous shake.

The two of them didn't know anything in a daze.

"On fire?" Xu Qinghe squinted his eyes and asked Yuan Ming, "It's so hot." Hurry up and put out the fire, what do you want me to do? ”

"Your Uncle Liu hasn't slept enough, what's the noise, I'm angry to get up." Liu Jiayao almost slapped Yuan Ming in the face.

"They have a fever." Someone with a more delicate mind reminded Yuan Ming.

Yuan Ming was anxious about how to wake up the two of them, and when he was suddenly said this, he suddenly understood.

"I remember that there are fever reducer patches, and there is also a fever reducer class medicine box, so I'll go over and get it later." Yuan Ming said.

Someone brought a fever-reducing patch and put it on the foreheads of the two people.

"So you can, and you cursed yourself yesterday?" Yuan Ming patted Xu Qinghe's face with water on his hand.

"The world is unpredictable." Xu Qinghe pretended to be old-fashioned and sighed.

"Rest well, I'll help you take a leave of absence in the morning." Yuan Ming said that he was about to leave the dormitory.

"Don't!" Xu Qinghe and Yuan Ming spoke in unison.

"And what do you want?" Yuan Ming had the urge to scold, "What do you want to do when you're sick?" ”

"We're going to class." With that, the two slowly got up from the bed.

"Then I'll go first, and you can ask for more blessings." Yuan Ming said and left the dormitory.

Xu Qinghe sat up straight and suddenly felt a wave of dizziness.

I also feel a little lightheady after getting out of bed.

Xu Qinghe gently rubbed his temples, feeling a little hated for the powerlessness of this body.

The flow of time seems to have slowed down, and what would normally be solved in a few minutes took more than ten minutes to complete.

When the two of them came down, there was only an iron door in front of them, and one locked was particularly dazzling in the light.

After explaining the reason, the labor of the two was also exempted, and the production manager directly and unconditionally released them.

The dormitory stipulates that those who arrive late must go through labor before they can be released.

This can be pulling weeds or picking up trash and mopping floors. Or wipe the glass. However, unless there are special circumstances, it will not always be exempted.

But everyone is persuading the two not to be too reckless.

Only Xu Qinghe and Liu Jiayao understand that they are not reckless, but simply don't want to miss every day.

And they are confident in their bodies and understand their current situation.

Some kind teachers who passed by saw that their faces were not quite right, and after admonishing them to no avail, they tried to help them go to the classroom, but they were all politely declined.

Xu Qinghe and Liu Jiayao slowly moved their heavy bodies towards the classroom.