charming and harmful

Kiyono had rushed into the school at his fastest speed, but was still drenched in the rain.The heavy rain was simply inexplicable, and it rushed onto people unexpectedly and acted wildly.

As soon as Qing Ye entered the classroom, he took off his down jacket first. Fortunately, he was wearing a long down jacket. Most of the woolen sweater and jeans lined with it were not wet, but his hair was inevitably drenched through. Wet and dripping water, the cold raindrops slid across the sensitive neck, Kiyono couldn't help but sneezed twice.

"What's the matter, Qing Ye, are you okay?" The female front desk sent a concerned sympathy.

"It's okay," Kiyono pinched his nose, "Do you have a tissue?"

"Of course!" The female front desk hurriedly turned around, and graciously handed the tissue to Qing Ye.

Qing Ye took it, and after thinking about it, he said: "Thank you." Then, under the satisfied gaze of the female front table, he began to draw out tissues and stick them on his head, and he almost pulled out half a pack of tissues before stopping the unruly hair. Drip down.Then Kiyono took off the water-soaked sneakers and socks, blotted the moisture from the soles of the feet and the bottom of the trousers with a paper towel, then sat cross-legged on a chair, and called the fat man in such an elegant posture.

"Hello?" Fatty's voice was muffled, apparently still sleeping.

"Fatty, get up quickly."

After hearing who the caller was, the fat man muttered dissatisfiedly, "Brother, what time is it now, is there anything?"

"It's 8 o'clock. I have something to do. Get up and go to the school canteen to buy a pair of slippers for me."

"8 o'clock?" Fatty exclaimed, "I can't get up."

"Hurry up," Kiyono said unreasonably, "I got caught in the rain, my shoes were soaked, and now I can't move around in my seat."

"What are you doing?!" the fat man cursed and hung up the phone.

Qingye put the phone back in the table with satisfaction, and when he looked up, his eyes accidentally met with Baili Zhan. He seemed to have something to say, but turned back silently.

Seeing his eyes, Qingye couldn't sit still immediately, almost rubbing his bare feet, completely forgetting what he said to the fat man just now.

"I'm sorry, Zhan, I didn't bring you roasted sweet potatoes today." Qingye's voice leaned against his body temperature, mixed with a little cool breath.

Baili Zhan didn't answer, and saw Qingye Guzi open his backpack, took out a bag of milk familiarly, and then propped his bare feet on his desk.

Noticing his gaze, Qingye hurriedly put his feet down and let out a dry laugh.

Baili Zhan glanced at his wet hair, and finally said: "Go to a dormitory and dry your hair, you'll catch a cold."

Qing Ye shook his head, "It's okay, just dry it here." After speaking, he sneezed unexpectedly.

Fatty's movements were also quick, and he brought the slippers over just after Qingye's first class ended.Qing Ye was kicking his slippers, and it was okay in the classroom, but when he went to the outside corridor, his feet felt like they were covered with ice, and people couldn't help stomping them. Fatty should be asked to buy a pair of socks, why didn't he think of that, How stupid.

The rain fell intermittently throughout the morning. When school was over at noon, in the corridor leading to the cafeteria, Qingye kicked on his slippers and chased after him, "Brother Baili, give me a ride." , Baili Zhan has long been immune, and opened the umbrella without changing his expression.

Only Li Mu, who was standing not far behind them, widened his eyes, and it took him a long time to react and went forward to grab Qingye by the collar.

"What did you call him?" Li Mu asked contemptuously as soon as he entered the classroom.

Qing Ye ignored him, and only focused on attacking the corn rib soup ordered by the fat man.

Fatty and Mu Mu looked at the two of them without knowing why, and looked at each other.

Unable to get a response, Li Mu said again: "Don't yell like that in the future, you're like a bitch!"

Qing Ye took a sip of the soup before looking up at him, and said indifferently: "What do you know, straight men do this."

"Really?" Li Mu sneered suddenly, "Then why haven't you taken him down yet?"

Qing Ye froze while holding Tang's hand, "What do you mean?"

"I said, no matter how low your posture is, if the other party doesn't want to look at it, it means they don't want to—"

"I|Fuck|Your uncle's Li Mu!" Qingye's heart suddenly burst into anger, "You just want to fight with me, don't you? Come on!" He got up angrily, almost overturned the table, and the soup on the table They were all trembling with fright.

"Hey! What are you doing? Let's talk about something, can we eat first--" Fatty hurriedly stepped forward to persuade them to fight. It doesn't matter if they fight, they are afraid that their lunch will be ruined.The fat man hurriedly patted Qing Ye on the shoulder, talked to him nicely and asked him to sit down again.

Li Mu didn't speak any more, his long hair hung down to cover his eyes, making it difficult for people to see his emotions clearly.

After the fat man comforted Qingye, he hurriedly pulled Li Mu aside, "Li Mu, what are you doing? What are you doing poking Qingye's dead point? Do you really want to fight?"

"Just hit him," Li Mu's voice was cold, "It's best to beat him so that he wakes up, and stop wasting time on useless things."

"Hey! That's enough—" Fatty patted him on the back twice, "Qingyetu is just a new one, and besides, high school is almost over, so what if you let him play for half a year."

Fatty's words seemed to have an effect, the turbulent emotion in Li Mu's eyes dissipated all of a sudden, and he returned to his usual cold expression, turning his head to look in the direction of Qingye.

Qing Ye sat on the seat, with a sullen expression and low air pressure, obviously not calmed down.Sitting beside him tremblingly, Mu Mu brought his portion of soup that he hadn't had yet to Qing Ye in front of Qing Ye, "Qing Ye, drink the soup..."

Just as Qing Ye turned his head to look at the soup that Mu Mu brought, a shadow was cast in front of him, and Li Mu sat down in front of him.Qing Ye turned his head away immediately, and his face was frosty again, as if he refused to talk to anyone.

The fat man coughed in embarrassment, and said, "Turn over and over again, come on, let's eat first." As he spoke, he broke off the disposable chopsticks and handed them to Qingye, "Calm down, Li Mu just likes to talk nonsense and don't pay attention to him. The situation came to you."

"What's the situation?" Qing Ye's voice was still displeased, but somehow he took the fat man's chopsticks.

Seeing that the atmosphere had eased, the fat man hurriedly changed the subject to get down to business: "Just the Shanhai gang who fought motorcycles with us before, they have recently expanded their number several times, and they want to compete for territory in Beiluo District, and they have provoked a lot of big snakes. Trouble, so I thought, are we?"

"Did the big snake send us any news?"

"not yet."

"Then don't worry about it, if they can't handle even a small gang, there is no need to continue to make good friends with them."

"That's true." The fat man drank a few sips of soup, then glanced at Li Mu again, "If the big snake really sends a request, will it help or not?"

"We'll see the situation at that time." After Qing Ye finished speaking, he left without taking a few bites of the rice, obviously still angry.The fat man glared at Li Mu, meaning he wanted him to find an opportunity to apologize to Qing Ye, but Li Mu pretended he didn't see it, and continued to sit on the sidelines silently and pretend to be cold.

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Qingye returned to the classroom, sat sullenly in his seat, suddenly felt a headache, must have been irritated by that boy Li Mu, Qingye rubbed his temples, lay down on the desk, and fell asleep unconsciously.

It wasn't until the class bell rang that Qing Ye was awakened. He opened his eyes and found that his head was a little heavy. He cursed Li Mu again in his heart, and took out his books to prepare for class.However, Qingye was distracted throughout the class, and Li Mu's words kept reappearing in his mind. The more Qingye thought about it, the more angry he became, his heart was burning, and his head hurt even more.He turned his head to look at Baili Zhan, seeing his handsome profile, his slender fingers holding the pen holder to write down a line or two of notes from time to time, and his amber eyes staring at the blackboard, so indifferent and alienated, like Who cares.

I don't know if it's because of his depression, Qing Ye suddenly felt a little cold in his body, and even had pimples on his arms.Then, a scorching flame suddenly sprang up from the body that had been feeling very cold just a second ago, and spread to the whole body in an instant, burning all limbs and bones.Fuck, Kiyono swears, feeling like a splitting headache, his head is as heavy as a soaked sponge, what the hell is wrong with me...

"Wh--" A small ball of paper hit Baili Zhan's hand that was taking notes, "My head hurts, I feel uncomfortable." Baili Zhan was a little annoyed, and threw the paper ball into the desk bucket without hesitation. I can see how that guy can't get tired of such little pranks.

After a while, Baili Zhan felt a little strange that the man didn't make trouble or other small actions, which made him unable to help but turn his head to take a look.It was found that Qing Ye was lying on the table as usual, but the difference was that his face was flushed abnormally at this moment, the hair tips on his forehead were soaked in sweat, and even beads of sweat appeared on his nose.

Baili Zhanteng stood up suddenly.

"Student Bai... Baili?" The physics teacher pushed his glasses and looked at him puzzled.

Baili Zhan took a step forward, put his hand on Qingye's forehead, and immediately felt a hot temperature, "Teacher, Qingye has a fever, I'll take him to the infirmary first."

"Ah?" Before the physics teacher and a group of classmates could react, Baili Zhan had already put Qing Ye's wrist around his neck and led him out of the classroom.This idiot is definitely because of the rain in the morning.

Qingye's consciousness was pulled by a searing chaos, until an ice pillow was placed on his forehead, and the cool touch made him snort a few times comfortably.After regaining consciousness a little, he saw Baili Zhan standing aside talking to the school doctor, and the two went out to the cubicle.

Qing Ye wanted to call him to stop, but found that his throat was dry and painful.Fortunately, Baili Zhan came back after a while, took a glass of water, and sat on the chair beside his bed.

"You have a fever, take this fever-reducing medicine first." Baili Zhan's voice was as flat as ever.

Qingye looked at him, blinked his eyes, and didn't move. He felt that his limbs were extremely heavy at the moment, but this was not the main reason. He wanted to see if Baili Zhan would - yes!That's it, Baili Zhan put his arms around his shoulders and brought him up.

Qingye concealed his inner joy, reached out to take the pill from Baili Zhan's palm, then took the water and swallowed it.He drank the water very slowly on purpose, and didn't want to lie down at all. The distance was so close that Baili Zhan's breath was on top of his head.

After Qing Ye drank a glass of water slowly, Baili Zhan made him lie down again, and changed the ice pillow on his forehead to the other side.

"How do you feel?" Baili Zhan asked.

"I have a headache and feel uncomfortable all over my body." Kiyono said truthfully.

Baili Zhan wanted to say "serve it right", but he really didn't like to complain about people, so he changed it before saying: "You have a good rest, I'll go back to class first."

As a result, as soon as he got up, his right hand was grabbed.

Baili Zhan turned his head, and before he had time to react, Qing Ye quickly got into his fingers and interlocked his fingers tightly.

Qingye's unusually hot temperature was clearly transmitted from the palm of his hand, which made Baili Zhan's brows slightly frowned. He just wanted to pull his hand back, but Qingye held it tighter. Ken let go half a point.

He cast his eyes on Qingye's face, and Qingye immediately burst into tears, "Ah——the head hurts, I feel uncomfortable all over, I feel like I'm going to die..." But the strength in his hands was getting tighter and tighter.

The two confronted each other for a long time, and Baili Zhan sighed helplessly, "Let go."

"I won't let it go," Qing Ye said in a pitiful tone, "You can accompany me for a while, I really feel bad." Then he pulled Baili Zhan onto the chair beside the bed.

Baili Zhan was silent for a while, and finally sat down on the chair.Qingye was very happy, grabbed his hand and retracted into the quilt together, and put it on his belly.The fever might be really severe, but after a while Qingye felt a sense of heaviness again, and his consciousness gradually became blurred. In his confusion, he felt that although the fever was uncomfortable, it was worth it.He didn't know if he was secretly raising the corner of his mouth.

Baili Zhan's gaze fell on the white bed sheet, and it took a while to move to Qing Ye's face. He seemed to have fallen asleep, his breathing was long and undulating, and his eyelashes were quietly drooping on his cheeks.Baili Zhan tried it, and finally pulled out his right hand, but the scorching heat in his palm could not be dissipated for a long time.He finally stood up, ready to go back to class, before leaving, he reached out and pulled the quilt up to cover Qingye's shoulders, and changed the ice pillow on his forehead to one side again.When he bent down, he looked at the bridge of Qing Ye's nose, and suddenly wanted to pinch it hard. Why, he became more and more indulgent to him.

The author has something to say: Although I hate summer, it has the longest rainy season, like watermelons.