My deskmate always wants to heal me

He Chu was sitting in the living room of Zhou Xun's house with a bowl in his hand. On the coffee table in front of him were two freshly fried dishes, one with fried cauliflower and one with shredded pork.

In the bowl were fresh water noodles boiled by Uncle Chen for him to eat with food.

Uncle Chen poured him a glass of water, "I just made the dish tonight, and Xiao Xun just ate a few mouthfuls. Don't be disgusted."

"I don't mind it, Grandpa." He Chu said.

He Chu didn't know why he sat here in the end, maybe it was because Chen Bo forced him to not let him go, maybe Zhou Xun suddenly raised his head and said: "Why, my food is poisonous?"

In short, He Chu stayed in the end.

Uncle Chen is right. Children in this age group eat a lot. In the past, when he came back from self-study, his grandfather would prepare meals for him, but now there is no more.

"How is it? Is it to your liking?" Chen Bo asked.

"It's delicious." He Chu ate with his head down, without raising his head.

After He Chu finished speaking, there was a "tsk" sound from the side.

He Chu didn't look at him and continued to eat.

In fact, Uncle Chen's cooking is only at an average level, it can only be eaten, it is not delicious, the cauliflower is a bit raw, and the fried onion is not tasty enough.

But He Chu has quite an appetite.

Zhou Xun took out the school uniform and gesticulated on his body. After gesturing for a while, he put it on and tried it on. The length was right, but the boy was too thin, and the waistband of the black school trousers was a lot fatter. If you don’t hold it with your hands, you might just fall off. , The white shirt also looks slightly wider.

Lao Wang should have given him the size according to his height, because Zhou Xun was a little too thin, so the clothes didn't fit well.

"It's too fat." Uncle Chen looked it up and down, "Why don't I go directly to the school uniform manufacturer and make a new one for you tomorrow?"

"It's just a school uniform, what are you fussing about." Zhou Xun waved his hands nonchalantly, "Just wear it, as long as I look good, even if I wrap it in a bed sheet, I will look handsome."

He Chu's hand holding the chopsticks froze, this young master is really narcissistic, although he is indeed good-looking.

The length is suitable, Chen Bo thought for a while: "Take it off, I'll tuck your waist in for you."

Zhou Xun took off his school uniform and gave it to Uncle Chen. Uncle Chen took the school uniform and went to his bedroom to change Zhou Xun's clothes. Only He Chu and Zhou Xun were left in the living room.

There is a long sofa and a single sofa in the living room. He Chu sat on the single sofa, and Zhou Xun sat on the long sofa, holding a pillow in his hand, half lying there looking at He Chu. Have a meal.It would definitely feel uncomfortable to be stared at by someone eating and replaced by someone else, but He Chu didn't even look at Zhou Xun, and ate calmly, as if there was no one around.

Zhou Xun looked at it for a while before looking away, and asked without words: "What is the plant on your profile picture?"

"Schisandra."

"Schisandra? Chinese medicine." Zhou Xun was a little surprised, "Why do you use this as your avatar?"

He Chu swallowed the last mouthful of food, took a sip from the cup on the table, and said, "It looks good."

It may be because Zhou Xun has a small appetite, so Chen Bocai didn't cook much, and He Chu didn't have any left, so he ate them all.

He Chu picked up the bowls and cups and went to the kitchen to wash them. Zhou Xun didn't stop him. He just leaned on the sofa and thought about the picture. The red leaves and green fruits are really pretty. What a match.

Seventeen or eighteen-year-old high school students are living like seven or eighty years old.

After He Chu put away the washed dishes and cups, he said goodbye to Uncle Chen and left.

After returning home, He Chu took a shower and wrote two more papers before going to bed. He ate a bit full tonight, and he felt a long-lost sense of satisfaction when he slept.

It used to be a very normal thing to eat the meal made by grandpa when I came home from school. I never thought it was so precious. Then one day I couldn’t eat it anymore. I realized that if something is lost, it is lost, and there is no more.

Grandpa always said that schisandra, sweet, sour, pungent, bitter, salty, has all five flavors, just like human emotions, joy, anger, sadness, joy, and resentment.

He Chu didn't know what he was thinking, and when he fell asleep in a daze, he felt that there was something he forgot to do.

When he was awakened by the sound of the gong, He Chu didn't move for a moment. Recently, being tortured by Zhou Xun, He Chu felt psychologically disturbed when he woke up every morning.

It wasn't until the second gong sounded that He Chu reached out to touch his phone and looked at it. 05:30 in the morning was the time he used to get up normally.

Before he could put down his phone, the phone vibrated, and a message popped up on WeChat.

You got it right, it was me: Woke up.

You've found the right one, it's me: don't thank me!

He Chu closed his eyes and squinted for half a minute before picking up his phone and replying.

I don't want to add you: up.

When going out, He Chu glanced at the next door. The door was not opened, and he could only smell the familiar smell of traditional Chinese medicine.

Zhou Xun walked lazily into the classroom from the outside carrying his schoolbag during his morning self-study.

Black school trousers and white shirt, the clothes looked a little loose, and one corner of the shirt was not fastened and fell outside. Coupled with his smiling face, he looked very eye-catching.

The classmates in the class, especially the little girl couldn't help but linger on Zhou Xun for a few more seconds.

The main reason is that Zhou Xun is good-looking, white, clean and fresh, and always has a smile on his face, which is especially easy to make people like him.

A little girl's gaze was too straightforward, Zhou Xun even smiled at her, the little girl blushed immediately, and hurriedly lowered her head.

Zhao Qinghao couldn't help but let out a "tsk".

Zhao Qinghao's deskmate whispered beside him: "I think the status of the old He Xiaocao may be lost."

Zhao Qinghao didn't feel conscious of being a good friend at all, instead he just laughed there.

Zhou Xun came to his seat and sat down, curled his index finger and tapped on He Chu's table.

He Chu looked up at him, no emotion could be seen on his face.

Zhou Xun stuffed his schoolbag into the table hole and smiled: "You haven't said thank you to me yet."

He Chu turned around: "Didn't you say you don't have to thank me."

"I don't need it if I say no." Zhou Xun looked at him sideways with his chin propped on one hand, "I just watched the time to beat the gong for you, and then went back to sleep. Don't you have any gratitude?"

Zhou Xun originally intended to tease He Chu on purpose, so when He Chu turned his head to look at him and said "Thank you", the expression on Zhou Xun's face froze for a moment, and then he gave a meaningful "tsk": " Dude, you really can bend and stretch."

"Can't you?" He Chu said lazily with lowered eyelids.

Zhou Xun touched it for a long time before he realized that the back of his ears turned red uncontrollably: "Fuck, I really didn't realize that you are such a product."

Because of Zhou Xun's health, he went to school intermittently, so he didn't have many friends, and the ones he had the most contact with were his cousin Zhou Zichen and Sheng Hang.

Zhou Zichen is three years older than Zhou Xun. In the past, Zhou Zichen would take Zhou Xun to the bar ktv, and his friends would come here with their mouths open for dirty jokes. Zhou Xun only found it harsh and never followed them. This was the first time someone had played such a joke on him.

Hearing what He Chu said now, I don't feel disgusted, but find it quite interesting.

Especially for He Chu, who seemed to be icy and flirtatious and just glanced at people coldly, it was quite a contrast to say such a sentence out of nowhere.

The corner of He Chu's mouth curled up quickly, and then he ignored him expressionlessly.

In the second math class, Lao Wang saw that Zhou Xun was here, and took this opportunity to emphasize in class that he had to ask for leave for something, and he was not allowed to be late and absent from class, and called He Chu by name, so that he would not forget the review next week .

When He Chu heard this, his face instantly became numb.

Zhou Xun placed two blank papers in front of him, and used the papers to block them from playing that kind of mental game.

Some need to shake the phone to drop some props from the side of the screen, so Zhou Xun shakes the phone from time to time, sometimes quite a lot.

Old Wang's eyes were extremely sharp. He glanced at Zhou Xun a few times. Seeing that Zhou Xun was a newcomer, Old Wang still saved him some face, but Zhou Xun was too much. Finally, Wang couldn't take it anymore, and slapped the paper on the table: "Zhou Xun, get up and tell me what the answer to this question is?"

Because Zhou Xun is a new face, when he was called up to answer questions, many people who usually don't look up in class also looked back at him.

Although Zhou Xun was playing games, he was very sensitive to his own name. He put his phone on the table and stood up.

The moment Zhou Xun stood up, he looked at He Chu and asked in a low voice, "What's the answer?"

He Chu also quickly answered him: "Choose C."

After Zhou Xun heard the answer, he glanced at He Chu subtly. He Chu lowered his head and twirled the pen with his slender hand. The pen twirled between his fingers, but it never fell off.

"What's the answer?" Old Wang looked at Zhou Xun with a serious expression on his face.

"The root number is two." Zhou Xun said.

At this moment, He Chu raised his head, Zhou Xun lowered his head, and the two met their gazes, Zhou Xun squinted his eyes, He Chu curled his lips in a small arc, and a low and short chuckle escaped from his throat.

"Sit down and listen carefully in class." Old Wang waved his hands, not embarrassing him.

After Zhou Xun sat down, he picked up a pen and tapped on the back of He Chu's hand: "Brother, you are not authentic."

"I was distracted and thought it was a multiple-choice question."

"Let the ghost go."

Zhou Xun sneered, it was strange to believe him.

After the second class, there is inter-class exercises. Except for the students on duty, everyone goes downstairs to do exercises.

Lao Wang stood on the podium and urged: "Hurry up, what are you dawdling about, you don't have any youthful vigor at all, the uncles in their [-]s and [-]s can walk faster than you."

When the people were almost gone, Lao Wang was about to leave when he suddenly saw that Zhou Xun was still sitting there, so he couldn't help but frowned: "Zhou Xun, what are you doing, hurry up."

"Teacher, I'm not in good health." Zhou Xun said.

"Not in good health?" Lao Wang is someone who has learned about Zhou Xun's physical condition, and he is not seriously ill. How can he do without some physical activity? Now the child is too used to it, and refuses to exert any strength.

Zhou Xun was kicked out of the classroom by Lao Wang, and was taken to the playground by Lao Wang himself and arranged in the last row, with He Chu standing in front of him.

"Follow everyone and let He Chu teach you during physical education class." Old Wang said.

Zhou Xun looked at a group of people jumping and jumping on the playground, and twitched the corners of his mouth, how silly.

In mid-September, the weather was still very hot, and today was especially sultry, with no wind at all. Some of the male students’ backs were drenched with sweat. Zhou Xun didn’t sweat much, but he just felt a little stuffy.

Zhou Xun followed He Chu's movements and worked behind him.

Although it was a silly gymnastics move, He Chu did it quite pleasing to the eye.

In fact, He Chu's movements are a bit lazy, his arms can't be stretched straight, his legs aren't bent very much, and he's covered in perfunctory hair, but he has broad shoulders and long legs, and his back is always straight, and he can't do any of his movements. Quite good looking.

Unconsciously, Zhou Xun followed his movements, even thinking that he must look better than He Chu.

How long has it been since Zhou Xun has been active like this?

It seems that he has never done such strenuous exercise since he can remember. Even if he goes to school, the driver will send him to the school gate, and he just walks in. He has never done such a thing as exercising. After a while, I was out of breath even after walking a few steps, let alone such a large amount of activity.

After a while, Zhou Xun felt tightness in his chest, He Chu's figure began to overlap in front of him, and his breathing became short of breath.

Zhou Xun glanced at the bright sun in the sky, and sighed softly. He knew his physical condition too well.

In fact, if he really didn't want to come down, Lao Wang couldn't force him, but he also wanted to try what it was like to live like a normal person.

However, he still seems to overestimate himself.

When He Chu felt the person behind him rushing towards him, his first reaction was to grab that person's wrist and try to knock him down.

But the familiar smell of Chinese medicine in his breath, and that white wrist made He Chu pause.

In just this one pause, Zhou Xun had already hugged He Chu's shoulder from behind, resting his chin on the hollow of his shoulder, panting and said, "Student He, let me tell you a secret."

He Chu frowned fiercely, and some students in the back row noticed the movement of the two hugging each other and looked over.

Pharaoh watched from a distance, and walked over quickly.

He Chu: "You..."

Zhou Xun pulled the corner of his mouth hard, and laughed: "I'm going to faint."

After Zhou Xun finished speaking, his body fell limply to one side. He Chu was already holding onto his wrist, and he quickly pulled his other hand to wrap around his shoulder, and put his leg against his lower back, preventing him from directly fell to the ground,

"Don't princess hug me, shame on me."

These were the last words left by Zhou Xun after he fainted completely.