Chapter 22

Deep winter.

The weather is getting colder day by day.

No. 8 Middle School did not plant plums, but there was a small plum blossom forest downstairs in Linsuisui’s community. It was walking on winter footprints and quickly bloomed.

Walking away, the faint fragrance makes people feel refreshed.

Seeing that the review week is about to end, Lin Suisui's pressure is increasing day by day, and he stays up late and stays up late.

I usually make my own meals, eat casually, and have poor rest.

Before going to school, she stopped in front of the plum tree for a few minutes.

The cold wind blows.

He was blown down in an instant.

The disease is coming in full force. By lunch break, Lin Suisui was already crying, her lips began to dry out, her eyes lost their spirits, and her throat was also burning and painful.

The key is that there are roars in my ears, one after another.

It seemed as if he was using all his strength to protest to her.

It's so uncomfortable.

Just so happened that Jiang Ting was called away by Li Juncai. No one urged her, so she was too lazy to go to have a meal, and she was lying on the table alone.

He held a tissue in his hand and twisted the tip of his nose red.

The whole person looks even more delicate and pale than usual.

Not long after.

Lu Cheng walked in through the back door and carried a paper bag in his hand.

After sitting in the position, he gently pulled Lalin Suisui's ponytail.

Lin Suisui raised his head and looked at him quietly, unable to speak, as if asking "what's the matter".

Lu Cheng paused, his tone was a little uncomfortable, and he spoke slowly: "Ears, you want to eat something."

He placed the paper bag on the table.

The logo is printed on it, it is a porridge shop.

Lin Suisui was slightly stunned, a trace of sick flush appeared on her cheeks, she was hoarse and thanked in a low voice: "Thank you."

Lu Cheng frowned, "Let Chen Yiming ask you for a leave in the afternoon and go back to rest."

Lin Suisuiyingly confronted him with his eyes.

Why?

Why did she still treat her so kindly and shake her mind after she had made up her mind?

However, she was not qualified to question anything and was defeated.

He whispered: "No, there are chemistry and mathematics classes in the afternoon. The teacher said he wanted to analyze the test papers. I couldn't sleep well when I went back."

Lu Cheng sneered coldly, "Okay, go back quickly, I'll analyze it for you tomorrow."

“…”

In fact, since Lu Cheng’s birthday, the relationship between the two has become a little subtle.

No one is originally a good person, but it seems that he is becoming more silent and silent because of a gift and an absent birthday party.

Lu Cheng slept in class every day, or simply disappeared.

Lin Suisui was buried in her studies, wishing she could get into the book.

The atmosphere was awkward.

It seemed like they had pulled the two very far away overnight.

Until today.

Lin Suisui bit her lower lip and shook her head stubbornly.

I don’t want to bother Lu Cheng, nor do I want to shake myself anymore.

It's just a cold, there's nothing you can't stick to.

Lu Cheng lowered his face.

Suddenly, he raised his hand and touched her forehead unexpectedly.

It's hot at the beginning.

He stopped his hand, his voice cold, and he looked at her steadily, "Lin Suisui, why are you having trouble with yourself?

stand up."

This scene.

It happened to be seen by someone coming.

Bo Qian paused outside the door for a few seconds, coughing gently, interrupting the wonderful aura between the two.

He asked inadvertently: "Senior, senior sister, what's wrong?"

Lu Cheng turned his head and had already returned to his expressionless face, "Why are you here?"

Bo Qian and Su Ruxue are different.

Su Ruxue is an art student and has been studying painting for many years. Not only has he passed the painting skills, but her family is rich and powerful, so she doesn’t value her cultural grades that much.

Of course, I can always pester him and act recklessly.

But Bo Qian was admitted to the No. 8 Middle School. In a private school environment like No. 8 Middle School, it is impossible for her to ignore her grades.

This time is close to the final exam.

She should have gone back to the classroom to review and prepare for the exam.

After hearing Lu Cheng’s question, Bo Qian’s first reaction was that she was unhappy.

"What good thing should I disturb you?"

A sharp look in Lu Cheng's eyes, "Bo Qian!"

Bo Qian's cheeks were slightly red, and she looked at him for several seconds without admitting defeat.

After all, I didn't dare to mess with him and sighed softly, "...I just saw that you didn't eat and was a little worried about you, so I came over to take a look.

Senior, don't be angry."

Lu Cheng: "You have nothing to do, go back."

Bo Qian didn't move, her eyes slightly shifted, and fell on Lin Suisui's face. Seeing someone like this, she immediately understood.

She asked with the opportunity: "Is the senior sister sick?"

I'll accompany her to the infirmary to have a look."

It seems like I want to show my gentle side.

However, Lu Cheng's face was still unpredictable.

Lin Suisui didn't want to be stuck between the young couple, and became a target for no reason.

I don't want to arouse Bo Qian's suspicion.

Let Lu Cheng make things difficult again.

Her delusion had already been stopped by herself.

Besides, it really doesn't make much sense to stick with gritting your teeth like this.

It’s better to take the medicine and sleep for a while, and you might get better.

Just a cold caused by cold.

She stood up, lowered her eyes, and barely spoke, "No, I'll go to the infirmary to sleep for a while."

The words are over.

Then he left in a hurry.

...

The infirmary is in another building.

Lin Suisui walked out slowly while the crowd returned to the classroom.

Until it goes down to the last step.

In a flash.

A shout came from above his head: "Senior Sister Lin Suisui!"

Lin Suisui paused slightly.

Because of illness, tinnitus is severe and the reaction is very slow.

After a long time, I raised my head blankly.

Bo Qian stood on the half-story stairs, looking down at her with a smile.

She asked, "Can you say a few words?"

Lin Suisui: “…”

People come and go in the corridor.

Fortunately, there are many empty classrooms next to the first floor and there is also a studio that few people can use.

Bo Qian turned around and locked the door.

Lin Suisui stood in the middle of the classroom, alone, as if she had no support, which was very pitiful.
To be continued...