I still don't want to go to school today

After finishing speaking, Fu Luojia suddenly lost control.

In order to comfort him, Xu Zhibian didn't bother to move his face: "Don't cry... What's wrong? Don't cry, look over there—look next to the flag raising platform. I piled it up yesterday, and it hasn't melted yet."

"...It's so beautiful." He guessed, after all, he couldn't see it from such a distance.

Xu Zhibian directly wiped it with his hands, and was startled when he touched his face: "You have a fever again?"

He vaguely heard the class bell ringing.The onlookers seemed to gradually disperse.He didn't move, neither did Xu Zhijian.

"Go to the hospital."

"I'm not going...not going to the hospital. I'm never going again."

He was really crying this time, not just crying.Crying is full of emotions.

"I broke the painting I just bought yesterday..." He said while thinking about what he was wronged. "I thought, I thought--it was all right. I broke it..."

Unexpectedly, Xu Zhijian didn't say "you can buy it again if it's broken", but asked him where it broke and if he wanted to get it back.

He tried to calm down. "No... I don't want it anymore." Then he let go of Xu Zhi's grip.

As soon as the source of warmth in his arms disappeared, he couldn't restrain his grief from it, he hurriedly and tremblingly pulled Xu Zhijian into his arms again.

"I--"

He didn't know why he was crying so hard at this moment.Speech became intermittent, with some unpleasant sobbing in between. "I don't want to go to school..."

Why are you talking about this all of a sudden?

Xu Zhibian followed his train of thought. "Then don't read. Take a break and continue when you want to continue later?"

"What about you?" It was shameless to ask, he thought.

"It's not troublesome to take a leave of absence."

"No." He shook his head vigorously, "You have been studying for so long—you are not allowed to suspend school."

Xu Zhilian didn't argue with him, "Okay, then I won't stop studying."

"But... I want to be with you." Crying to the point of emotion, he found that every time he sobbed, his head would nod, and he couldn't stop it with his will. Feeling really embarrassed, he simply locked Xu Zhijian with his arms Over the shoulder, keep him from looking up.

"Then don't suspend school, and leave after the exam this year, okay?"

He didn't want Xu Zhibian to say that, but he did feel better after Xu Zhibian said that.

He looked up at the sky, and the texture of the clouds became clearer in his vision because it was no longer filled with liquid.

"I want a drink of water," he whispered. "My mouth is so dry."

"I have a bottle of ice sprite that I just bought—by the way, you can't drink ice." Xu Zhifeng replied seriously, "I can't eat ice cream either. If you don't go to the hospital, you should drink more hot water and drink more water." Take medicine. Don’t you want to go to the school doctor’s office?”

"Don't go."

"Then how about you go to my house to sleep? I will accompany you."

"..." He wanted to cry again, "You go to your class first."

"Okay. Then you go first and wait for me to come back. I will tell Liu Shantong to prepare antipyretics for you."

"Don't bother her—"

"It's okay. When you get better, I'll ask you to play with Hei Mi. She misses you very much these days. But you should lock the glass door when you sleep, lest she come in and disturb you." Xu Zhijian still insisted on seeing him With that expression, he added: "If you're really sorry, you can say 'thank you'."

"...Thank you." Then Xu Zhijian would reply "You're welcome".

But Xu Zhibian quickly kissed his face that was so hot that it was about to bleed.

"I love you too."

……

Because he didn't want to dream, Fu Luojia forced himself to stay awake.

Hei Mi is not here, someone should have taken her out for a walk.There is a corner of the house surrounded by a small fence, and a small food bowl is placed next to it.Look at the model is not for Hei Mi - the mouth of the basin can hold half of Hei Mi's mouth at most.

The side effects of fever-reducing drugs are menacing.He was dizzy and thirsty even more.

Open the refrigerator, two or three dozen bottles of Sprite are neatly arranged, and there are colorful pre-mixed cocktails on the bottom layer.

He took out the milk in the middle.

Although I tried my best to avoid it, all kinds of previous scenes still came to my mind.

How many times did "opening the fridge" happen in that old house?Water and food came and went, but no matter what was inside, it looked the same—it was all at the moment the door was opened, and soft light shone on the surface of the condensed water container.

The time passing by in it also presents a static state of flow consistent with the refrigerator, where something happens and nothing changes.

Now he seems to hear his mother say behind him that the peaches he bought yesterday are on top.

This was supposed to happen.It was time that made some mistake and broke the long section in the middle.

A statement that had existed in his delusions suddenly became reality.

Of course he is guilty.

But...but it's not done yet.

After sitting for a while, my body temperature dropped and I started to feel cold.Someone knocked on the door, it was takeaway.I glanced at the order, and the note said "If someone is sick, he may be sleeping. Please knock on the door lightly. If no one responds, the rider can eat by himself."

The last number on the phone belongs to Xu Zhijian, who ordered porridge and pan fried.

After taking a sip, someone knocked on the door again, it was still takeaway, with a message attached.

"Ms. 'Liu Meili' said she would be back in half an hour. Remember that the medicine is taken every three hours until the fever subsides—oh." The rider dutifully read the last word while looking at his phone.

Liu Shantong went out in the afternoon and didn't say where she was going.She came back at the end of the newscast, a tiny white cat with an Elizabethan collar around her neck, in her arms.

He understood what the little fence was for.

She placed the cat carefully, and Fu Luojia consciously turned down the volume of the TV.

"Hasn't the kid rested yet?" She took off her coat and hung it in the cloakroom by the door. "How do you feel, did you take your temperature—"

Fu Luojia suddenly recognized the cat.

"It..." His voice sounded like it was coming from a leaky earphone. "Xu Zhijian picked it up?"

"That's right. She has a name, and her name is Laifu. I just took her to get vaccinated and dewormed. How is it, isn't it pretty?"

"..."

"Actually, Xu Zhijian and I picked it up together. The mother cat gave birth to a litter, and the monk sometimes fed them. It was too cold, and the flowery one froze to death. This one probably smelled of something else. Mom doesn't want her anymore."

After a while he said, "It's fine."

"It just so happens that Hei Mi doesn't kiss me anymore, so I moved on and made her mad, and she will have sex with Xu Zhi herself in the future."

Liu Shantong said that the kitten has adapted to being at home all night, but she is still a little shy of strangers, shrinking in her nest and rarely poking her head out.

He really couldn't fathom Xu Zhijian's mental journey when he came up with the name "Laifu".Contact the name "Hei Mi" to understand, it probably has the meaning of using it in the opposite direction.

Xu Zhibian came back from get out of class later than usual.Ye Qin looked for him once, Chen Feng looked for him once, and the female headmistress - dragged around and waited until 10:30 to get home.

As soon as he came back, he noticed two four-fifths of takeaways left on the table. "No appetite?"

Fu Luojia nodded.

Xu Zhibian approached and touched his forehead.

"How on earth did they manage to find out whether the fever subsides? I've never been able to find out." He muttered.

Fu Luojia smiled at him, "It's much better."

"By the way, Ye Qin wants to talk to you alone."

"Got it." He was not surprised. "Are they planning to punish them?"

"Will not."

He didn't know why Xu Zhibian was so sure, but he believed it was true.

Xu Zhibian still explained: "Because it's you and me, so it doesn't matter."

"...Did you say that or did they say it?" he asked half-jokingly.

"It counts as I say."

"Okay." He didn't ask any more.Anyway, Xu Zhijian didn't care, so he didn't have to care either.

The microwave makes a "ding" sound.

"I warmed up the milk." Xu Zhijian stood up. "Drinking it seems to help you sleep."

He watched Xu Zhijian pour the milk into two long glasses, a few drops of milk flew out and splashed onto the tray.

The kitchen lights are warm yellow.

"Are you suddenly reminded of something from the past?" he asked.

"Very little." Xu Zhibian added a spoonful of sugar to one of the cups. "Because I always remember."

"I remembered another reason why my mother hates my father and his family."

He lay down on the sofa.

"It's about me."