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Xin Wan felt that Fang Yichuan was hiding from her.

This speculation is not groundless.At first, he dodged his eyes, as if he was Medusa, and he would die at a glance. Every time he walked, he was always two steps ahead of him, in a hurry.Later, in physical education class, he was obviously 177 tall, but he had to stand in the corner of the last row, separated from Xin Wan diagonally.

Xin Wan is very straightforward and not good at beating around the bush. In English class, when the teacher asked the same table to read the text separately, he asked amidst the muffled voices around him, "Why are you ignoring me recently?"

"No," Fang Yichuan urged him, "Do you read amy or zoom?"

"Did I do something wrong?" Xin Wan asked.

"Really not, I'm not feeling well recently," Fang Yichuan ended the topic scribbled, "Come on, I'm saying amy, the teacher is watching us."

Obviously there are.

Xin Wan thought, maybe he fell asleep on Sunday, didn't watch a movie with him, and didn't make shaved ice for him, which was poor hospitality.But he didn't eat the shaved ice either, and fell asleep until after five o'clock in the afternoon, with a terrible headache. Who remembers eating shaved ice?

As compensation, Xin Wan bought an expensive 13 yuan shaved ice at the gate of the school—a huge sum of money for him.

Topped with jam and crushed Oreos, and a small piece of chocolate.Fang Yichuan firmly refused, saying: "The temperature is cooling down recently, it's almost November, it's too cold to eat this."

The truth is so.

Xin Wan was afraid of wasting money, so she secretly skipped the physical education class and went back to the classroom, and ate up the half-melted shaved ice. The coldness went from her lips to her stomach. That night, her stomach started to hurt. There seemed to be a knife scraping and stirring in my stomach, and I was sweating profusely.

He didn't even remember how he got to Song Heng's bedroom, he only remembered stopping every step, and finally collapsed without any hope.When he woke up, there was a snow-white ceiling in front of him, he was hanging a hanging needle, and Song Heng was sitting by the bed, which suddenly made Xin Wan feel that he had returned to the time when he first met Song Heng four months ago.

It's gastroenteritis.

"What did you eat?"

Xin Wan's voice was weak: "A bowl of shaved ice."

Song Heng frowned, and his tone was a little harsh: "Do you know that the temperature was cooling down a few days ago?"

Xin Wan's lips murmured a few times, perhaps because of his illness, his mind became weak and his eyes were red. He whispered, "Don't attack me." He grabbed the corner of his clothes with his other hand, "Fang Yichuan ignored it." Me, I just want to buy him some delicious food, but he won’t eat it, so I will eat it—this will not be the case in the future.”

Song Heng's eyes moved.

Maybe it was due to the medicine, but the drowsiness came back again, and the intermittent tingling and drowsiness conflicted. Xin Wan couldn't help bending her body and covering her stomach again, "When will the pain stop..."

"Take your hands away." Song Heng said.

Xin Wan subconsciously let go of her hand, and the corner of her jacket suddenly turned up, and Song Heng's palm was pressed against his stomach.The palm of the hand is very hot, it is very comfortable to stick to the cold belly, and it is a little itchy.The contours of the hands were prominent and the knuckles were distinct. Xin Wan couldn't help covering his hands through the material, and hummed like a cat: "It's so hot."

Song Heng paused, and asked softly, "Does it still hurt?"

Xin Wan shook her head: "It doesn't hurt, just rub it."

Song Heng rubbed his stomach very lightly, "Then sleep for a while."

Xin Wan fell asleep in a daze, and kept clasping Song Heng's hand when she fell asleep.

Fang Yichuan came to see Xin Wan on the second day of his hospitalization, he looked very awkward, and even more uncomfortable seeing Song Heng.Xin Wan was pleasantly surprised, her face turned rosy: "Why are you here?"

Song Heng made an excuse to go out to smoke, and Fang Yichuan complained: "How could you eat all the cold shaved ice in one sitting——ah." He apologized to him and said, "I'm sorry, I made you hurt."

"It's okay." Xin Wan was in a good mood, "Then can I copy your notes when I go back to school?"

"Okay," Fang Yichuan touched his nose, "You take care of your illness."

Song Heng asked him for a week's leave—it was too long, and the sick leave battle was too long to be boring.On the third day, Xin Wan was discharged from the hospital. She had lost two or three catties and her wrists were fine.After returning home, he still drank porridge, Song Heng was arbitrary in this regard.Xin Wan begged for a long time, and then added a small fry.

Xin Wan found that Song Heng was very tolerant of him, even though he said very little, he always met his demands.

But Song Heng couldn't stay with him all the time, Xin Wan was alone most of the time.Shen You also called him once, and it was always chatting aimlessly. Xin Wan was too idle at home, so she went to look through the discs in the living room, intending to watch a movie to pass the time, so she saw the picture wrapped in a white envelope again. disc.

Pulling the curtains, Xin Wan got into the bed comfortably under the dark, covered by the sun, put the laptop on her lap, and then put the disc with no lettering in it.

There was a slight noise from the earphones, instead of the familiar green dragon logo, it was black. Xin Wan just wanted to check if the disc was misplaced, so he listened to the sound, a clear and distorted voice: "Look. Here I am!"

Xin Wan looked at the computer screen.

He recognized the person on the screen almost instantly.

It's Song Heng.

Wearing a blue and white summer school uniform, with a handsome face, younger than now, sitting under the shade of a tree, bright spots of light leaked among the green leaves.With an exercise book in his hand, he looked up helplessly: "Where did you get the camera?"

Xin Wan realized that the disc was not a movie, but a recorded video from the camera.

"I saved my money to buy it," said the man behind the camera with a smile. "How about it? It's cool."

Who is taking the video?The frame rate of the camera is not too high, the voice is the voice of a teenager, he can't hear it carefully, he just knows that he doesn't know this person.

The video should be turned off now, this is an invasion of other people's privacy.

But Xin Wan couldn't control her hands and feet, and stared blankly at the screen, unable to move her eyes.

"Not cool." Song Heng lowered his head and took a ballpoint pen to draw on the exercise book. "The teacher confiscated it for you when he saw it."

The camera shakes violently, and there is a crisp "Bo" sound, Song Heng looks over in astonishment, looks around subconsciously, his cheeks are a little red: "What are you doing, the playground is full of people."

"I just want to kiss you." Because of the smile, the camera was still shaking, like an unclear golden dream, "Boyfriend."

Xin Wan opened her eyes slightly, and her heart was suddenly shocked.

It was actually taken by Song Heng's ex-boyfriend.

The camera switches to the next scene, the surroundings are dark and eerie, the thin light from the street lamps outside the window shines in, and dust is flying in the air.Song Heng was still in the same school uniform, walking in front, stepping on the steps and looking sideways: "Didn't you come to explore the abandoned school building?"

"It's not really a ghost," the man's voice trembled, "Song Heng, it's so dark, give me a hand."

When Xin Wan heard "Song Heng", she was confused for a moment, is it his cousin's name?Which "héng"?

"If you are timid, you must come to explore." Song Heng stretched out his hand and pulled the man away, "Look at your feet, be careful of mice."

"Mouse? Damn, where is it!"

Song Heng smiled and said, "It hasn't appeared yet, maybe it will appear in the next second."

"No, I'm still so scared, I can hardly hold the camera. If it falls on the ground, it will be too expensive."

The camera kept shaking, looking dizzy, and suddenly moved, the camera turned around, and the man said a little confusedly: "Song Heng, where are you?" The footsteps echoed, and he walked forward slowly, "Don't do it on purpose." Scare me, come out quickly!"

You walked a few steps forward, and suddenly there was an "ah" sound behind him, the man screamed in fright, and almost dropped the camera, Song Heng laughed loudly.

"You scared me!" A soft sob came from behind the camera, and he thumped Song Heng's shoulder hard, "You scared me to death..."

"Are you really scared?" Song Heng suppressed his smile, and said in a very soft and cautious voice, "I'm sorry."

Only Song Heng's silhouette remained in the camera, and he hugged the person behind the camera, "Then I'll hold you, stop crying, and won't scare you next time, okay?"

"Don't disappear suddenly, I will be afraid if I can't find you..."

Song Heng said in an apologetic voice, "Well, no more."

"No more adventures, I want to go back for evening self-study." The sobbing became weaker, and the voice was muffled, "You should be very strict in the third year of high school, let's go back early."

Song Heng let go of him and took his hand, "Okay."

On the way back, no one spoke, the surroundings were still covered with dust and spider webs, and in the darkness, the moonlight under the lens suddenly appeared, reflecting on the hands that were holding each other. When walking out of the abandoned building, Song Heng suddenly stopped, Looking at the person behind the camera, he said softly, "I'm not kidding you."

"Ok?"

"I said, I won't scare you in this life," Song Heng rubbed his nose, a little awkward, "I won't lie to you."

The author says:

The next chapter is a bit afraid of being locked, so be sure to come in time! ><Wednesday night at 08:30! (And then want starfish!)