Y is my love of continuous reading

He had a bad burn.

About 1.8 meters tall, he lay softly on the table, his eyes blurred into a slit, and his eyelashes lightly covered the shallow lying silkworm, casting a vague shadow.He frowned from time to time, and his eyelashes trembled slightly, flicking the air around him.

He has a lazy temperament, very much like the orange cat raised by the neighbor, lying in the sun every day to feel the warmth of the sun, rolling his tongue and licking the delicately manicured paws, if I didn’t know that he had a fever, I would think He raised his hand to stroke the hair on the top of his head.

I originally thought that he would not disturb my class if he just lay on his stomach like this, but compared to usual, I was more absent-minded.

I couldn't restrain myself from turning my head to look at him after a few minutes, couldn't restrain myself from raising my hand to touch his forehead.

I couldn't help it, and finally raised my hand to touch his forehead, the scorching temperature burned the back of my hand, and the warm breath swept over my skin.My face is hot, is fever contagious?

During the break, I went to the podium and explained the situation to the teacher.Even if you sleep or play with your mobile phone, the teacher won't say anything about you. After all, it's not a big deal. It's better to explain it to the teacher.

The teacher almost knew me. When he saw me, he smiled and said, "I saw it a long time ago. If you are not in good health, you can continue to lie on your stomach. You can take care of him and tell him about the class content later."

I responded readily, and when I returned to my seat, I thought about my actions in class, which were probably seen by the teacher as indistinguishable.

He fumbled and took out his cup from his schoolbag, shook it, and it was mostly empty, and resigned himself to going out to the corridor to fill him with hot water.When he came back, he saw the person who was lying on the table sickly, straightened up, propped his hands on the edge of the table in front of him, and leaned his back on the backrest behind him.

The neck is slightly tilted towards the door, the eyes are wide open, the pupils seem to be out of focus, and they look at me who came in from the door expressionlessly.

"Are you awake?" I sat down on my seat, opened the lid of the cup in my hand, and put it on the table in front of him, "Drink some hot water when you wake up."

His eyes stayed on the steaming cup for a while, frowning as if confirming his condition.

I pursed my lips and said, "You have a fever and fell asleep for a class. I told the teacher that if you feel unwell, you can go back to the dormitory."

He paused, turned his head slowly to look at the expression on my face, said "Oh", and took a few sips of water from the cup in front of him.

I thought he was going to go back, and was about to get up to make way for him, but he put the cup in his hand aside, turned his head and continued to lie on the table.

I suddenly remembered that in November and February last year, if I remember correctly, it was exactly the week after Trailwalker ended. He also seemed to be ill and was hospitalized. He didn’t even come to class. .

When will I be able to remember these little things about Chen Guzi and rotten sesame seeds clearly?

I was surprised by my memory, and these days I have been thinking about correcting my attitude towards K, so I smiled casually:

"You seem to be sick often. I remember that in November last year, you were hospitalized and took a class off."

He squinted his eyes at me, as if savoring the meaning of this sentence, and then smiled weakly.

"Yeah, I was sick and hospitalized, so I couldn't see you once a week."

I froze for a moment, thinking that he might have lost his mind, and didn't think much about the meaning behind it.

"Your physical fitness is not good. You should exercise more usually so that you won't go to the hospital often."

"How do you know if I can do it? Besides, it's different, this time it's just a small cold, last year it was because of Trailwalker..." K's voice became weaker and weaker.

"Trailwalk? What's wrong with Trailblazer?" I asked.

And K didn't talk to me any more, he lay down on the table and closed his eyes, probably fell asleep.