strange love

After the first round of voluntary investigation by subject, although it can be changed again, generally there will not be much change.Both Han Lu and Ao An'an chose liberal arts. Although they knew it before, I was surprised to find that I was the only one among the four who chose science.

"Haven't you really thought about taking the same class as the first grader?" Han Lu was surprised by my choice.

"Didn't you know it before? And even if you choose liberal arts together, you may not be in the same class."

"But there are so few liberal arts classes, the probability of you being in the same class is not small. Isn't it completely impossible for you to choose science? Can you rest assured that she is alone?"

I think what Han Lu said is very funny, "It's true that we are very good friends, but we don't need to use this to restrain each other. This is related to future choices. I choose the science I like and she chooses the liberal arts. It's normal. And she can handle it well by herself now, so I have nothing to worry about."

"Then you gave up the opportunity to go to the advanced class last semester?"

"Because I think I can still get in next semester, it's a matter of time."

"Then you're not afraid of estrangement from the first day of junior high school?" Han Lu finally asked the question that I was slightly worried about.

"No, we will always be best friends." However, there is a more frightening development than alienation, "Han Lu, why are you so worried about us? Speaking of which, you and the first day of junior high school may break up." When I arrive in a class, I need you to take care of her more."

Han Lu revealed a look of disdain, "Who said that you were very reassuring to her just now?"

"Relax is reassurance..." But worry is indeed worry, and it will be better to have someone you know better.

"Okay, okay, I know you are very sensible, so the first day of junior high school also thinks this is fine? Usually, you two are as good as one person, and she will die of sadness when you separate suddenly."

"I've said it all, the first day of junior high school has grown up, this is her own decision. Don't underestimate our friendship, okay?"

Han Lu waved her hand, "Okay, okay, I'm just worrying."

Although I refuted all Han Lu's words, to be honest, I am still very grateful for her concern.In the process of becoming friends with me in the first day of junior high school, we also had other gains.

I am really glad that I can become good friends with Chuyi, and I am absolutely sure that she is a very special person in my life.But recently, I also began to gradually realize that no matter how young she looks in the first grade of junior high school, no matter how naive she is, she is already a 17-year-old girl.

It's one thing for us to have a good relationship, but we still need to grasp that degree.Moreover, just because she is too innocent, I am more responsible and should grasp this intimacy.

For example, it is absolutely impossible for me to interfere with her interpersonal communication because I care too much about her.Not only should she be encouraged to make friends, but she should also be supported to do what she likes to do, even if it will reduce the time we spend together.

Friendship is not possession, we should give each other more space.Because the boundaries of friends may be easier to go too far than imagined.

After considering the issue of class placement, the next month will almost be deep in the misery of final review.After completing the college entrance examination, Lu Youyou has become an idler. Her greatest pleasure as an idler is to harass good students like us who are still studying hard.

After knowing that I chose liberal arts and I chose science in the first grade of junior high school, my cousin also expressed her extreme shock.For some reason, it seems that we are more anxious than the people around us.

After June, the weather was already so hot that it was so hot, and I was a bit too over-reviewed near the end of the term. I actually fell ill the week before the exam-heat stroke and cold.

I have always been in pretty good shape, and I can count on one hand the number of times I get sick in a year.When I was lying in bed, I really regretted it. If I didn’t try my best to go for a morning run in the morning, maybe it wouldn’t be so serious. The only good news is that the first weekend ran with me.

After my mother asked for leave for me, I originally wanted to ask for leave by myself to take care of me at home, but I was talking about it, and finally decided to come back at noon, so I fell asleep with peace of mind.

I don't know how long I slept, I could hear some movement in a daze, but I couldn't lift my eyelids.When I was able to open my eyes a little, I vaguely saw a person sitting beside the bed.

"Mom?" Although the head was still dizzy, it still started to spin at the first moment of waking up.My first thought was that I had slept through the morning and my mother had come back.But I soon found out that the hand holding me was soft and small.

"Jing Zhe, are you feeling better?" It was the voice of the first day of junior high school.

Did I sleep straight into the night?

I wanted to ask her again, but found that my mouth was dry and my throat was extremely dry.

"Is there water?"

"Yes, yes, yes." On the first day of junior high school, I let go of my hand and took water from the head of the bed. After a while, I got some strength and turned to drink by myself.While feeding me carefully, she asked, "It's not cold, are you still feeling uncomfortable?"

The water is placed in a thermos cup, which is just right for drinking.

My thirst was relieved, and I gradually woke up.

"First day of junior high school, why are you here? Where's my mother? What time is it?"

When I saw me sitting up in the first day of junior high school, they even gave me a pillow, and they were also very good at taking care of people.

“现在10:30呢，阿姨还在上班，我今天请了假啦。”这个10:30很明显是早上的10:30，我大概睡了三个小时左右。

"When did you come? In fact, I'm fine. I'll be fine after I sleep. I'm much better now." I don't really want to see my sick face on the first day of the junior high school, it must be very ugly. "I got up and washed my face, changed my clothes... it all smelled of sweat."

I sweat a lot on my body, even if I don't take a shower, I still have to wipe it off-I don't want to be sweaty when I stay with you in the first day of junior high school.

"Don't get up, I'll bring you water. When I sweat when I'm sick, Auntie Zhang will help me wipe my body, and I will do the same."

"Hey, wait for the first day of junior high school." Seeing her as if she wanted to serve me, I hurriedly stopped her, but she didn't listen on the first day of junior high school, and she had already run away.

I really don't have much strength now, and it took me a while to feel my vision clearer. I have already returned with a water basin on the first day of the junior high school.

She was so busy going in and out that she was very caring. Compared with the usual childishness, she felt a little bit older sister.The basin was full of water, and she held it carefully, which made me tremble with fear.After putting it on the stool, I twisted the towel again, because I didn't have enough strength to make the towel wet.

The water temperature is just right, and a slightly damp towel is just right for me now.Her kindness was difficult but I obediently accepted the kindness, took it over and wiped my face.

"Jing Zhe, are you feeling better? Are you still feeling sick?" Seeing that I had wiped my face, I quickly took the towel over, and I laid my face on the side of the bed full of worry.

I usually get a little cold on the first day of junior high school, and I'm used to it, but I didn't expect it to be my turn this time.

I took the medicine and fell asleep. Although I was still dizzy when I first woke up, I really feel refreshed after washing my face.

"It's not uncomfortable anymore, don't worry. It's you, you ask for leave and don't go to school when I'm sick?"

On the first day of junior high school, I flattened my mouth, "But I am so worried about you. I heard your voice on the phone in the morning so quietly, I, I don't want to go to school."

Of course I know, the first day of junior high school is so considerate of friends, if I get sick, how can she go to school with peace of mind?

"Okay, good boy, I know you're worried about me." I touched her head, and she put her little hand on my forehead.

"Is it hot or not? Are you really not uncomfortable?"

"I don't feel bad when I see you." This is the truth. When I saw the first day of junior high school, my head didn't hurt at all, just like she said before that it doesn't feel bad to see me sick.

The little hands in the first grade of junior high school are soft and cool, and it is really comfortable to stick to the forehead. "Well... it would be more comfortable if you put your hand on my forehead."

Probably because of my illness, I somehow wanted to act like a baby.Although the two of us have not been estranged in the past month, as the time spent together has decreased, I feel that we should keep our own space, so there are very few opportunities for close contact.

We will be divided into classes next semester, so it's not too much to be a little closer now, right?

When I heard that I had this effect, I quickly put the towel in my hand back into the basin, knelt down to the side of the bed, and pretended to concentrate on rubbing my forehead. "Then I'll stick it for you all the time."

I find it a little funny but also a little touching.

"No, I'm so tired. And what should I do if the infection is passed on to you... Sigh, you've been sitting for almost a morning, so maybe the infection has passed away long ago." With such a small body, I was really afraid of infecting her.

The first day of the junior high school didn't listen, and put his hand over stubbornly, "Just pass the infection to me, and you will get better soon."

She said such innocent words sincerely, which almost melted people's hearts.

I couldn't help but want to hug her, but at least I held back—I'm having a cold now, so it's better not to get too close to her.

"Silly girl, where did you hear that? If I infect you with a cold, I won't die of guilt? If you are going to get sick, I will be very sad again, and then I will get sicker."

"Well, then, then I don't want it anymore, you must get better soon." Her face was earnest, and she seemed to be praying a little, as if she was the one who was sick and suffering. "Jing Zhe, you must get well soon."

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Readers who missed the extra episodes, don’t feel bad, next time I write extra episodes, I will replay the previous ones.Don't ask me for it, there are too many of you and I can't send it.