[My English] One Hundred Ways to Follow Shouta Aizawa

After seeing off the two, Aizawa Xiao was too tired and collapsed on the sofa. He pulled the blindfold to block the light, and muttered softly: "That's why I don't like human interaction."

"But you are still very happy." I squatted in front of him and pushed, "Don't sleep, chat with me."

"Go to sleep." Aizawa Xiaota turned his back to me.

"Then tell a bedside story?" Stretched out a finger to poke his spine.

"How old are you this year?" Aizawa Yuta turned around and held the evil hand, the generous palm could completely wrap my hand in it.I didn't break free.

"I don't remember. Maybe sixteen, maybe seventeen."

"That's past the age of bedtime stories." He let go.

"Then I'm six years old!" I raised my hands in a long live gesture and looked at him expectantly.

Faced with such childish remarks, Aizawa Shota smacked his lips to express that he couldn't hold back me.He straightened up, rubbed the messy black hair that hadn't been taken care of for a long time, and used his fingers to prop up one side of the blindfold and glanced at me helplessly.naked/naked,

Following his movements, I sat in the corner of the sofa he vacated.

"Don't you want to listen to bedside stories? Then go to bed and listen."

I shook my head one after another: "It's fine here."

"Go to bed." He picked up the soaking thermometer in the glass on the coffee table, "Open your mouth." I opened my mouth obediently, and let him stuff the thermometer into my mouth, "Hold it and don't let it go, 5 minutes."

When I was lying down on the bed, Aizawa found a book, and the title of the book after seeing the cover was "One Hundred Years of Solitude".

"Why do you have this book, Aizawa?" I asked out of curiosity, and he slapped my head immediately.

"Hold it well." He opened a page casually, "It seems that someone gave it to me when I was in elementary school. When I moved, I saw that the price was not lost, and I kept it with me."

There are only a few shelves in Aizawa Shouta's house, most of which are filled with sundries, but not many books.

"One Hundred Years of Solitude" is the only book I haven't finished reading. It's not that the content is too boring, but that there are too many names. Every time I read a few chapters, I mix all the characters together, and I give up after a long time.

Aizawa Shouta flipped through a few more pages, it seemed that he had reached the part where the bookmarks were placed, and stopped.There was no desk and matching chair in the bedroom, so he simply sat on the padded floor with his back against the bed frame, reading slowly in a lazy and hoarse voice under the dim bedside light.

I unconsciously licked the front end of the thermometer in my mouth, and while listening to his voice, I didn’t specifically remember what he read. Anyway, the bedside stories are just to hypnotize children or let them have a sweet dream, but it’s a pity that "One Hundred Years of Solitude" Not a fairy tale at all.

"'Well, Prudencio,' he said, 'we will leave this village as far as we can, and never come. Now you go in peace.' And so they began the crossing A trip to the mountains..."

Aizawa Shouta's voice was calm and somewhat low, just like my mind was drowsy.

Seeing that I seemed to be falling asleep, he closed the book, stood up and took the thermometer out of his mouth.

"It's 38 degrees." He said softly, put the book on the bedside table, and walked out with the door.

At the moment when I fell asleep like this in a daze, I was brutally pushed awake, squinted my eyes and looked at Aizawa Shouta, and what I blurted out was a small and soft complaint: "What are you doing, Aizawa, I'm so sorry Sleepy."

"get medicine."

"Don't eat."

Aizawa Xiao sighed too inaudibly, it is very troublesome for such a person who refuses to cooperate, even his former students have never encountered such shameless, maybe the teacher's majesty does not work, he is quite helpless Grab my exposed wrist and grab me out of the warm blanket.

"Take medicine."

He stuffed the pills into my hand.

It's pills.

It is different from yesterday.

I raised my head to look at Aizawa Shouta, his eyes were a little black and blue, he must have not had a good rest for a long time.The bandages on the face have been removed, leaving only the bandages still wrapped around the arms for fixation.He just stood there, with an attitude that he wouldn't leave until I ate it.

I pursed my lips to show some resistance, and asked for a long time, "Is it bitter?"

"It's not bitter."

I threw the pill into my mouth, picked up the water glass and drank the clear water in it with a resolute spirit.

"It's not a drug." It's just cold medicine.

Aizawa Xiao couldn't understand it, he asked me to lie down and tucked in the quilt, picked up the water glass and left.

The door closed with a bang, separating the two worlds.

It's just that the desk lamp on the table is still flickering dimly.

After taking the medicine, I was full of energy the next day, and I was not affected by yesterday’s sickness at all. There was a disposable toothbrush bought in the supermarket on the sink, but I didn’t care about reusing this kind of thing, anyway, it can be used Just fine.

"Aizawa! I'm hungry!"

Fortunately, today is a holiday, Aizawa didn't go to school but started a fire at home, and now he is cooking porridge.

"It will be ready soon. Use this first." He handed me a thermometer while the porridge was cooking.

"My fever has subsided." Although he resisted a bit, he obediently took it and put it in his mouth. He shook the thermometer in his mouth and was hit on the head by him.

"Don't play with the thermometer, if you bite into pieces, you have to go to the hospital."

fraud.It's okay to crush the thermometer, but I know that the mercury content in the thermometer is not poisonous at all, at worst, drinking a glass of milk is enough.

"This kind of thing is not so likely to be crushed, isn't it generally guaranteed in quality?" He said vaguely because he had something in his mouth.

Aizawa Shouta didn't hear clearly: "What did you say?"

"I said!" I opened my mouth wide and tried hard, but I forgot what was in my mouth because I was so focused on speaking clearly.

"Crack..."

It's over.He really hit the spot.

"Aizawa! What to do! I bit the thermometer into pieces!"

Aizawa Shouta: "..." Is this flag so accurate?

Me: "Let's go to the hospital!"

Aizawa Yuta pretended to be calm and took out a can of milk from the refrigerator and stuffed it in my hand: "Don't swallow anything, rinse your mouth with milk, at least get rid of the broken glass first."

I didn’t come out of the bathroom until I ran out of a can of milk, and patted my chest with lingering fear. Fortunately, I remembered that the human body cannot absorb these small amounts of mercury, otherwise I would really have to go to the hospital.Going to the hospital is a big trouble, why not go to the laboratory of the AFO teacher for a test.

"Hmm, Aizawa, I think I still have something in my mouth." Standing behind him with puffy cheeks, he almost bumped my nose when he turned around.

"Open your mouth." Aizawa Shouta ordered.

"Ah..." I obediently opened my mouth.

He bent down and clasped my chin with his fingers to observe my mouth carefully. After confirming that he found nothing, he let go of his hand and continued to cook his porridge: "Don't worry, I'm fine."

Looking at his slightly emaciated back, I seemed to be shocked for a moment.