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During the week of Song Heng's business trip, Xin Wan has always maintained the habit of calling him every night, usually around ten o'clock, and he will pour a few white pills from a plastic bottle, sometimes just water, and do it if he is in a hurry Chewing, crawling into bed with a mouthful of bitterness.

This sense of dependence is getting more and more mature, and Song Heng sometimes feels that they are in the childish but failed love a few years ago, and he doesn't want to be too close to Xin Wan.

Pulling the distance too close is not a good thing for each other.

"Our class changed positions today, and the head teacher said that because the grades in the class have declined, we need to stabilize the morale before the final exam," Xin Wan muttered with a sleepy voice, "Fang Yichuan and I won't sit together anymore."

He seemed to have turned over, and there was a slight movement, "He seems to be alienating me recently, and he doesn't do anything with me anymore."

Xin Wan is emotionally slow, perhaps because of amnesia, he is slow to accept emotions and other information, so that he is not aware of other people's timid and entangled love.If he had woken up when Fang Yichuan was trying to kiss him, maybe he wouldn't have asked this question.

"I seem to do wrong things a lot," Xin Wan stretched out his hand, and the pale and thin moon passed through his fingers, and the light was reflected in his pupils. He asked a little confused, "I can't handle anything well."

Song Heng didn't drink tonight and was too sober, so he smoked a cigarette and said, "You didn't do anything wrong."

"It would be great if you were here," Xin Wan couldn't hold back, and said softly, "If you're here, everything seems to be solved."

"I'm not that all-powerful." Song Heng laughed, flicked the cigarette ash, and fell loosely to the ground.

"Yes." The laughter seemed to stick to her ears, Xin Wan's face was hot, and she retorted softly, "It's true."

"It's eleven o'clock, go to bed." Song Heng bit the filter, sat on the edge of the bed, his back slightly arched, and he looked out the window loosely, "I'm dead."

Xin Wan pursed her lips: "Can I not hang up?"

"No," Song Heng refused coldly, but still said, "Sleep well, good night."

The phone had to be hung up, and he could only talk to Song Heng all night when he was slightly drunk that time.

Xin Wan rolled over and got out of bed, his stomach was empty, he didn't eat much dinner, and gave the nanny a short vacation privately - one person and one dog, surrounded by such a big table, it was inevitable to waste, it didn't matter whether they ate or not.

To take three white pills, Xin Wan sat next to Qiuqiu, who was half asleep, and took the pills.Why is this medicine so bitter, it won't go away, it sticks to the throat and tip of tongue, it seems that he has to shed two or three tears before he is willing to give up.

I also dream after taking the medicine, good or bad, sometimes panic, sometimes thick honey, but I can't remember it.

The next day was sunny.

It has been sunny for several days, the water is clean, and the sunlight is very thorough at low temperature.Xin Wan bought pancakes from the side of the road, one egg, one sausage, no spicy food.I ate half of it, and the other half was fed to the oily green trash can.

It is like this in the movie, it will rain when you are down and down, and it will be sunny when you are proud and happy. According to his mood, the weather should be tornado, hail and acid rain.

But Xin Wan looked up at the sky, blue, white and black birds, but it was a very good weather.

Fang Yichuan still didn't talk to him much today, just glanced at him occasionally, and quickly staggered away when they met.

Xin Wanchang's new deskmate is a girl.High ponytail, natural curls, wearing a pair of black-rimmed glasses, high-prescription appearance, reticent, Xin Wan saw her name on the cover of the notebook, it was called "Wen Xiang".But everyone called her "mosquito coil", and everyone laughed.

Pretty rude.

But he didn't have the energy to think about it, and his stomach hurt, as if someone was poking it with a needle.This faint pain didn't go away until after school. Fang Yichuan held a basketball and said to him again: "I'm going to play, you go first."

Xin Wan's face turned pale, and she reluctantly nodded, stood up while supporting the table, and packed her schoolbag slowly.

"You...Are you okay?" Fang Yichuan looked at him hesitantly, "Are you feeling unwell?"

"No, you can go play." Xin Wan shook his head, the pain eased a little, he smiled at Fang Yichuan, "See you tomorrow."

Fang Yichuan wanted to put the basketball aside: "I'll take you to—"

Four or five boys called him at the gate of the class: "Fang Yichuan, what are you doing, hurry up!"

Xin Wan said, "You go."

Fang Yichuan hesitated for a while, and suddenly called out to the door: "Go ahead, I'll call tomorrow." He took Xin Wan's schoolbag, "I'll help you to the infirmary."

It is really strange that the pain in the intestines and stomach can be relieved from time to time. As soon as I left the classroom, the pain was not so unbearable for a while. Xin Wan wiped the sweat from her temples, took her schoolbag, and her voice was still weak: "You don't want to go?" Did you play basketball?"

"How can I fight you like this?" Fang Yichuan said in a fierce tone, "If anything goes wrong, then I will become the indirect murderer."

Xin Wan smiled and looked at him: "I thought you didn't want to talk to me."

"No... I don't want to talk to you, I'm really playing basketball," Fang Yichuan avoided his gaze, "Is the pain still bad?"

"It doesn't hurt anymore," Xin Wan rubbed her stomach, "it should be fine, I won't go to the infirmary anymore."

Xin Wan was determined not to go to the infirmary, so she had no choice but to let it go. Fang Yichuan held the basketball and sent him to the school gate: "Call me if you need something, don't carry it by yourself."

"Understood, I'll be leaving first," Xin Wan smiled and waved at him, her stomach began to ache again, "I'll treat you to burn jelly next week, how about it?"

Fang Yichuan scratched his head: "Okay." He hesitated to speak, but finally waved to him and said, "See you next week."

Xin Wan remembered that he had a good stomach in the past, and he almost never had a stomachache. Maybe it was the scourge left by the bowl of shaved ice before, or maybe it was because he had been eating irregularly recently.This is really unappetizing, and I can't blame him.

There was a box of painkillers in the first aid kit at home, and she didn't care if it was expired, so Xin Wan ate it carelessly, and curled up on the sofa for a while before she recovered.

I wanted to go to bed early, maybe I could also lull my stomachache to sleep, but Xin Wan still wanted to call Song Heng after ten o'clock—this was one of his few hopes right now.

When dusk came, Xin Wan stared at the blank ceiling and fell asleep in a daze, only to be woken up again by bursts of pantothenic acid in her stomach.

Thinking that she was hungry, Xin Wan walked to the refrigerator on her belly, and randomly stuffed a slice of bread into her mouth.What followed was a stabbing pain. He went to the bathroom and vomited it out. His stomach throbbed and he vomited sour water. He sat on the ground as if he was exhausted, dripping with cold sweat.

The mobile phone was placed in the bedroom, and Xin Wan walked to the bedroom half-bowed, her palms were sweaty when she called Song Heng.

A familiar voice came from the other end of the phone: "Hello."

"Brother..." Xin Wan's voice trembled, "I'm in so much pain, what should I do..."

There was a voice from Song Heng, and the voice was calm: "Where are you now?"

"In the bedroom," Xin Wan said crying, clutching her stomach, "it really hurts."

Xin Wan couldn't hear what Song Heng said specifically, but only remembered him saying "the pain will be gone soon".This time the gastroenteritis was more painful than last time. I don't remember how long it took, when I heard the slight sound of the door opening, at that moment Xin Wan decided that it was his cousin who came to save him.

All the pain became unbearable, sweat dripped down her temples, Xin Wan tried her best to stand up, the bedroom door swung open, Shen You's face came into view, he frowned, "Come on, I Take you to the hospital."

The author says:

Because the data is too bad, I didn't make it to the list, but because the list is too bad, there is no task word count!Cool!

(Sisters and sisters, if you have time to read it, you can leave a comment on the starfish or something. If you don’t have time, just read it! I hope there will be a list of task words next time【.】