Because I haven't gotten chickenpox yet, I'm a little afraid that Wang Xiaomei will infect me.

I'm not afraid of getting chickenpox, but the problem is what if I get chickenpox the next week.

Isn't that the end of it? After the lithium oxide course, everything was in vain.

As soon as the English teacher finished the class, I immediately rushed out of the classroom.

I had only one thought in my head, and that was that it would be contagious.

I know that Wang Xiaomei didn't just push me once, her elbow can be said to have touched me many times.

I don't know how chickenpox spreads, but I have to put an end to it completely.

Almost instantaneously when I got to the toilet, I immediately unscrewed the faucet.

I kept scrubbing the left half of my body close to Wang Xiaomei. From the arm to the leg of my pant where she accidentally kicked.

And on the top of my back, I was almost afraid that I would be infected and get chickenpox.

I even started praying, even if I didn't mind what I had after the week.

As long as it's not this week, I definitely can't miss Einstein's next week's lecture on lithium.

I was almost rushing all the time, and in the blink of an eye, the bell rang for class.

I hope my prayers are useful, and I don't even dare to take a big breath when I get back to my position.

I was very careful with everything, and I didn't dare to touch Wang Xiaomei's seat.

All you want to do is make it through the week and have a peaceful weekend until next Monday.

I even thought that if I got chickenpox, I would endure the itch until next week after class and then go home.

In this state of mind, I survived two more days, and survived the end of school on Friday.

I was worried all the time, but obviously my prayers worked.

I reached out without chickenpox, and at night I looked in the mirror at home to make sure I wasn't infected.

After a quiet weekend, I knew that the second class next Monday would be Einstein's.

I went to school on Monday with great anticipation, only to find that the seat of Usu behind me was empty.

Usually Usu is more punctual, and sometimes even comes a little earlier than me.

But at the moment the seats were empty, and when I kept turning around, all I saw were empty seats.

In the first Chinese class, I was on pins and needles.

Everything that could happen in my mind flashed through my head, it couldn't be something wrong, right?

Didn't I get chickenpox, but Usu did?

I'm so close, how can it be Usu's turn if it's not my turn.

The first Chinese class was over, and the seats were still empty. My heart was in despair, this was the first time I went to school and I couldn't see Usu.

Ringing the bell again is Einstein's chemistry lesson, and the perfect plan is just as imperfect.

Even Wang Xiaomei recovered and returned to the seat next to me after five days, why can't I see Wusu?

I couldn't just ask, I thought I could only knock on the side.

Time is running out, and I don't know who knows where Usu is at the moment.

I turned to look at Wusu's vacant position and said with a smile, "What's wrong with our oxygen classmates?" Wouldn't you be upset if the principal came and didn't see it? This next class is chemistry class, and there is one less penalty station. ”

The penalty station is a later derivative of a term that everyone loved Einstein's lessons.

But there are always a few students who have to go to the podium to perform non-stop as soon as they start class.

Hydrogen, carbon, and oxygen are among them, and nitrogen, fluorine, phosphorus, sulfur, and common metals are almost impossible to escape.

We jokingly call this a disguised penalty station, and the most serious punishment stations are hydrogen, carbon, and oxygen.