Faced with questioning, Qin Xi didn't know how to answer, "I ......"

"Well, I didn't ask."

Lin Xing originally said casually that he was not interested in Qin Xi's secret.

Only one who cares enough will want to know about her, want to know about her past.

Qin Xi calmed down and breathed a sigh of relief.

The boy still strode forward, and she followed him about three paces, like a tail that followed in steps.

The bottle of water on the schoolbag on her chest kept swaying from side to side with her steps, even if Qin Xi was very careful, she faintly had the posture of falling down.

She had no choice but to stop her pace and adjust her posture.

Then keep your head down and keep walking.

She didn't know when Lin Xing stopped, Qin Xi just looked at the things in her arms, and accidentally hit him on the back.

The young man's back was very hard, Qin Xi's forehead hit it straight, and he soon felt a tingling pain.

She took two steps back, thinking that Lin Xing would definitely be angry and blame.

Qin Xi looked up at his back, and before he could apologize, he heard the young man's suppressed gasp.

Lin Xing hunched his back, and after a few seconds, his breathing became more and more urgent.

It was painful.

Qin Xi flicked the schoolbag on his chest upwards and called him softly.

"Lin Xing, you ......"

Before he finished speaking, Lin Xing seemed to be unable to support his body, and planted straight down.

The boy was half-kneeling, and his head hung down all the time, accompanied by violent wheezing and intermittent coughing.

Qin Xi was stunned for a moment, then put his schoolbag on the ground, passed through the young man's back, and squatted in front of him.

In the more than a month since he had known Lin Xing, Qin Xi had never seen him look so embarrassed and weak.

The young man's face was as pale as paper, his lips were blue, his forehead was covered with cold sweat, and his eyes were colorless and sloppy.

He was still gasping for air, as if he couldn't get enough oxygen in the thin air.

Just when Qin Xi wanted to go to the neighborhood to find someone to help call 120-

"Medicine...... Medicine ......"

She stopped trying to stand up, "Where?" ”

Lin Xing's brain was already blank, and he didn't know who he was talking to, "Book...... School bag ......"

She pursed her lips, calmly and quickly ran to Lin Xing's schoolbag, skillfully opened the zipper, and after searching for it, she found a white medicine bottle in the mezzanine of the bag.

When it comes to taking care of patients, perhaps no one is more experienced than Qin Xi.

She remembered that before her father died, he also poured bottles of medicine like this, pouring down like water.

Qin Xi unscrewed the cap of the bottle, poured out a white pill, skillfully placed it in the palm of his hand, and pressed Lin Xing's lip flap to stuff it in.

Then he took the water that Lin Xing had in hand and fed him a few mouthfuls.

To do all this, Qin Xi put his palm on the young man's heart like he used to serve his seriously ill father, and calmed his breath for him at once.

Qin Xi tilted his head slightly and glanced at the words on the medicine bottle.

The name of the medicine was very long, and she couldn't understand it, but Qin Xi knew a few words on the explanation page.

"Emergency treatment for asthma".

Whether she is in Mingyuan Middle School or in the attached middle school, all she has heard is how arrogant and unruly Lin Xing is.

No one ever said he had asthma.

Oh, yes! Lin Xing, a person who pursues perfection in everything he does, and can't even accept Li Mubai and his occasional side by side in grades, is willing to let others know that he has asthma.

Qin Xi imagined in his mind that when he was sick, he would be wheezing and coughing by himself, and he would have to take medicine from his schoolbag.

In fact, in this respect, they are very similar.

They are very stubborn and strong in their bones.

Qin Xi thought that even if there were not so many unpleasant things between Lin Xing and her, she would never be able to like Lin Xing.

Looking at him is like looking in a mirror.

But she was annoyed by her hateful and hypocritical appearance.

Lin Xing felt like a drowning person, unable to breathe, it was a terrible sense of near-death, and this sense of near-death came every half a month.

He hated the way he gasped and coughed, and he couldn't imagine how outsiders would laugh or ridicule him if they knew he had asthma.

In the fog in front of him, someone stuffed something into his mouth, a little bitter.

He swallowed it instinctively, but found hope in the bitterness of survival.

The fog slowly dissipated, and the eyes gradually cleared.

He saw Qin Xi's eyes as big and black as usual, and in the girl's pupils, his bloodless face was reflected at the moment.

Since the first asthma attack at the age of 10, he has bitten the tip of his tongue to control his emotions and take medicine by himself, and no one has ever known that he has this disease.

Unintentionally, it seems that Qin Xi has broken through the secret that cannot be seen.

He thought that Qin Xi should be disappointed and give up liking him.

After all, who would want to love a "bellows" that is weak from time to time and panting badly.

No one will like the filth beneath his glossy exterior.

Qin Xi slowly spoke, "Did you not take medicine tonight, so you suddenly became ill." ”

Lin Xing stared at the girl's eyes, and did not see the word "disgust" in her expression.

He was surprised.

“…… Bitter. ”

"Just because of this? Are you a little princess? Qin Xi tried his best to enliven the atmosphere, imitating the tricks he used to coax his father, "Good medicine is bitter, I will supervise you in the future, remember to take medicine every day." ”

Lin Xing was silent for a moment, and a warm current surged up in his heart, and the corners of his lips were raised without him noticing.

It seemed that Qin Xi liked himself more than he imagined.

This kind of absolute preference and connivance made Lin Xing's cold personality a little dissolved.

"Okay."

The heart palpitations finally dissipated, and the mass in his chest beat again.

But......

Why are you jumping faster and faster......