The weakling is reborn: the delicate one comes into my arms

What kind of day was that?

His condition suddenly worsened, and in an instant, he was dragged from the bustling school into a ward filled with white everywhere.

The ceiling is white, the hospital bed is white, the doctor's white coat is white, and the cotton swab in the nurse's hand is white.

Even if he can still be better, he has no answer.

I was hospitalized, had repeated examinations, and took medicine, but I still couldn't wait for the doctor to come to a conclusion and the news that the surgical plan was confirmed.

After waiting in silence for a long time, Tang Jiao began to wake up often in the middle of the night.

It was also so quiet.

In the dark ward, there was only the sound of subtle breathing and the sound of cloth rubbing when turning over.

The ticking sound of the clock on the wall became clearer and clearer. She didn't know what time it was, but she just lay quietly.

His eyes were staring straight at the ceiling, as if he were looking at something that was out of reach.

Waiting aimlessly, imagining that the next time I regain my senses, it will be daybreak.

At that time, the dawn always came very slowly, as if it was deliberately delayed.

Now Tang Jiao looked at the ceiling that seemed to be within reach of his hand. His eyelids moved uncontrollably and quickly closed.

Sleep comes as expected.

This time, daybreak came quickly.

At seven o'clock in the morning, a long row of blue and white buses was parked on the school road outside the sports ground, and the end could not be seen from a distance.

There was a sign reading "Blackhawks Training Camp" on the front window of the car, and a bright little red flag stood next to it.

The five big characters with military green dark patterns are full of momentum, and the aura of king and domineering comes to your face.

Carrying a backpack and yawning, he stared at the people who came to join him. When he saw this sign, he shuddered as if he saw the instructor, and his back straightened inexplicably.

Entering the sports ground, the sky is green.

As far as the eye can see, there are all people carrying huge backpacks, fully armed and wearing camouflage. It's okay for the boys to be taller, but for the girls, the whole backpack can cover the whole body from the head to the buttocks.

Most people's backpacks are bulging, and they obviously have a lot of stuff in them. They just woke up and are full of energy, so they are running around the venue with their big backpacks on their backs.

Everyone was chatting excitedly, walking around to find the location of their class, looking happy that they were about to go on a spring outing with their friends.

Infected by this lively atmosphere, Tang Jiao was looking forward to it even more.

He raised his eyes and looked around, and soon saw Wang Dongqi, a landmark figure in Class 1.

There is no way to grow too tall or too big. With a mountain-like back, no one can stop it.

When he dodged his way through the crowd, more than half of the people in Class 1 had already arrived. It was obvious that Wang Dongqi had played an important role as a landmark.

"Tang Jiao, Zhang Ya! Here, here!"

Chen Mili said last night that he would be the vanguard for them, so he got up early. When he turned around and saw Tang Jiao and the others, he waved excitedly.

……

"It's over. It's only been a while and I feel my shoulders are a little tired."

Fang Xiaomin put her hands behind her back and lifted up her heavy backpack.

Judging from the bulge of the backpack, everyone has stuffed a lot of things into it.

Thinking that if you get hungry or thirsty on the road, you must have something to eat. If you get bored, you can secretly play with your mobile phone or tablet, and you don’t need to take any electronic devices with you.

Lin Haojie also brought two decks of playing cards. He didn't know if he wanted to squat on the side of the road and play cards, or if he wanted to gather people to gamble under the instructor's nose.

"Tingting, is your backpack heavy? I seem to have brought too many things."

Liu Shiya held the heavy backpack in both hands.

"Me too." Zhuang Tingting pulled her backpack strap forward in frustration.

She glanced at Tang Jiao's obviously empty backpack, and regretted that she had brought a full set of skin care cosmetics, facial masks, and body lotion with her after struggling last night.

When the male classmates on the side saw the slight frown on Zhuang Tingting's snow-white face, their hearts suddenly became excited. They all stepped forward and patted their chests and promised to leave it to them if they couldn't carry it on the road.

Suddenly, his masculinity skyrocketed.

Tang Jiao was squeezed by the people rushing forward and took a few steps back, bumping into someone. Just as he was about to apologize, there was a sudden light behind him.

She opened her mouth slightly and looked back blankly.

In front of him was the protruding Adam's apple wrapped in a neat military uniform collar. Looking further up, he saw the sharp jawline.

Xiao Jingchuan lowered his head slightly, hooked two fingers on the loops of her backpack, weighed it, and smiled with satisfaction.

"Looks like it's been well taken care of."

Xiao Jingchuan took back his hand, put it in his trouser pocket and stood leisurely, praising him again in a serious and joking manner.

"So nice."

His voice was low, full of the low and lazy tone of morning rising, and his words naturally contained a bit of doting, which inexplicably made Tang Jiao's ears warm.

"Morning……"

She turned around and raised her head slightly.

Through the brim of the hat, all that was visible was the blue sky and Xiao Jingchuan's smiling face, surrounded by the early morning light.

It was obviously the handsome face that she was used to seeing, but it was still as bright and dazzling as usual.

but……

Tang Jiao unconsciously raised his fingers behind his back and randomly grabbed the two slightly swaying straps on his backpack, twirling them around with his fingertips.

The autumn wind seems to be more wanton this morning, coming and going, leaving a slight chill and a little itchiness.

"Morning, come to the front and line up."

Xiao Jingchuan held Tang Jiao, who was still dazed, with both hands, turned her around half a circle, and gently pushed her forward two steps.

Before the instructor's piercing whistle swept over her, she was sent into the team that was hurriedly organizing their formation after hearing the sound.

"...This is the first special attempt at military training for freshmen in our school! In order to give all students a more memorable first experience, everyone will have a stamp card with a total of 39 blank stamps on it before departure. , students who successfully get all the stamps will have..."

After the principal's mobilization speech, each class left the venue one after another to prepare for departure.

"Class 4...Class 3...Class 1...! Here! This is the car for our class!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the car door opened, and Liao Donghai, who was so fat that he almost got stuck, got out.

A group of recruits carrying military bags came excitedly with their faces raised, their young faces covered with youthful collagen.

Lao Liao touched the round flesh on his chin and smiled.

"There is a special guest riding with us today. We will wait for you at the finish line. You must listen to the instructor on the way, do you understand?"

"Know it!"

"What special guest?"

Wearing a dress, long hair shawl, and graceful posture, Yao Yue got out of the car.

"Good morning you guys~"

"Wow! Senior Sister Yao Yue! Why are you here too!"

"Wow! Beautiful girl!"

Yao Yue performs dances every year at school celebrations and other festivals, and has a lot of young fans. The boys are very excited now.

Liao Donghai explained cheerfully: "Every year in the military training, there is a sharing and exchange meeting with old students, and your senior Yao Yue has been selected to join Class 1."

"Awesome! Welcome, senior!"

"Senior Yao Yue, do you want to go hiking together?"

"Senior sister actually took the initiative to choose our class, who is so proud?"