Taste

Diary of a Crush (Part [-])

September 2019, 3 Showers

It's raining again, and the rain in S city is continuous, especially in spring. I fell asleep listening to the tick-tock every day for the past two weeks, and every tick hit my heart.It's been two weeks since we were apart and I still haven't gotten back to normal sleep.

This year, Professor Li won a place for an international exchange student during an exchange abroad. He asked me if I was interested. The exchange period is two years. As long as you graduate there and get the exchange student certificate, you only need to submit a graduation thesis when you return to school.

The new school is pretty good, but it is very difficult to pass if you apply for it yourself; the supervisor after the exchange is very famous in his research field, and the thesis topic I chose during the winter vacation falls into his research category.But there are still troubles, such as fees, various materials, and a lot.

The first problem I faced after making up my mind to seize the opportunity: preparing for the TOEFL test.Although I took the exam the year before last, my grades were not satisfactory, so I want to take this opportunity to improve my score.It takes less than two months to prepare TOEFL, and I need to spare time to prepare other materials. I am so busy that I have no time to sit and drink in the laboratory.

Although it was the end of March, the continuous rain prevented the temperature from rising.During the busy schedule, I often overlooked that the shoes were already soaked, and my body failed to resist the fourth time, and the disease came like a mountain.Sure enough, the busier you are, the easier it is to go wrong.

That night when I had a cold and a fever, I had a very strange dream.In the dream, I was standing alone at the intersection, and it was quiet at first.Suddenly the sound of high-heeled shoes stepping on the ground sounded, and someone walked towards me slowly, but then turned back and walked away. It's just wandering in place, and I can't move half a step.

That dream was too shallow. My consciousness suddenly fell into the dream, and then pulled out again and again. I could only feel that my body was gradually not controlled by my brain, and my clothes were soaked.

The next morning, I was so groggy that I could only suspend everything I was doing, and asked my roommate to send me a copy of the materials to the office building.After a long time, I couldn't tell whether it was a dream or reality. The air I breathed out was heavy and hot. My consciousness raised a "cold alarm", but I didn't have the strength to get out of bed and change clothes. Live by yourself and don't let the "cold air" enter.Suddenly there was a hand covering my forehead lightly, it was cool, the desolation and loneliness in the dream were comforted, and the long-drought land was blessed with rain.There were sporadic conversations under the bed, "I'm afraid it started last night... I touched it just now... It's not low..." One is the soft voice of my roommate, and the other is very familiar, it is serious and serious after the experiment is finished concluding voice.The sound of the iron door being closed sounded, thinking that the refreshing feeling that gave me great encouragement just now was gradually moving away, and I couldn't help but feel sad in my heart.I couldn't help but hum, I really hoped that this weak muffled hum could be felt by that person, I really wanted to open my eyes. "Release", the slightly cool hand held mine, and the deep and agile voice penetrated into my ears, which actually restarted the brain that was a little frozen due to fever, and the numbness caused by the slight airflow spread all over the place all at once. whole body.Finally, I opened my heavy eyelids, and couldn't help but close them because of the hot eye sockets.This hard-won blink of an eye allowed me to see clearly that I was still on the bed, not in the laboratory.The bed curtains were tightly closed, and the surrounding area was dark and silent, and there was no one by the bed.

It was obviously a bleak scene, but I was not as sad as I imagined. I probably felt that the cold was my own fault, and it was my punishment.

That day was the last time Wang Li called me, and it should also be the last chance between me and her.At that time, she also had a cold. She was alone in the dormitory, and she really hoped that I could accompany her, but I thought she was playing with her childish temper, so she refused without asking any reason.

I'm sorry, I'm sorry, Wang Li, I'm really sorry that day.I’m sorry for always putting the blame on you, I’m taking it for granted, I’m sorry for making you sacrifice a lot because of me.

I fell into a coma again, giving up my sobriety in a self-defeating way.Maybe it took too much effort to open my eyes, or maybe it was the sadness in my memory that trapped me, or maybe I was tired from crying.

Diary of a Secret Lover (Part [-])

Heavy rain on June 2019, 3

It's raining all the time, why doesn't it know to stop?Upset people.

Although the experiment had been completed the previous week, I continued to live on campus recently, so that I could go to the office early to sort out my papers.

As usual, I stepped into the office on time at [-]:[-] with breakfast, and I was the only one. It seemed that everyone stayed up late yesterday.But after a while, Yan Xin, who still had class in the morning, rushed into the office. When she saw me, the look in her eyes that turned from surprise to ecstasy made me feel indescribable.He blinked inexplicably guilty, waiting for her to speak.I saw her "pounce" over, "Xu Runyun has a fever, it seems to be quite serious, I just sent materials to the office building for her, but that idiot has no medicine now, and he didn't ask for leave for class, I really don't have the skills to spare, the senior sister can smoke Can you take care of me for two hours?"

The heavy rain didn't hold back at all because of my eagerness. I didn't care that my shoes were covered with mud and water, and hurriedly followed Yan Xin into the Yanyi dormitory building.

I carefully opened the bed curtain, and I saw the familiar cheeks with unusual redness, dry lips, and my fingers tightly pinching the two corners of the quilt to wrap the neck tightly.Sadness streaked across the softest part of my heart, and stinging pain hit me one after another.I couldn't help stretching my hand towards her forehead, realizing that it was still wet from the rain just now, so I retracted and wiped it vigorously before testing the temperature. It was really not low, I'm afraid it might be It's about 39 degrees.

I told Yan Xin that it should be a high fever, and the time is not short.After hearing this, she immediately changed a pair of shoes and planned to go out to buy medicine and porridge.Only then did I realize that something was wrong. Why didn't I go to find Wang Li, but just "catch" someone when passing by the laboratory?An ill-timed pleasure relieved my irascibility a lot, and I wondered, but it was clearly not the time to ask.

After Yan Xin went out in a hurry, I had no other worries. I opened the corner of the curtain again, and while observing, I frantically thought about any way to relieve it.She clutched the quilt tightly, is it cold?No, it was sticky when I touched her forehead just now, maybe it was wet with sweat... In order to prove that the direction of thinking is correct, I tried to pull her hand, but I couldn't pull it away. I lowered my head and said in a low voice, "Let go." So good, I understood, my hand shook first and then I lost my strength.I took the opportunity to pull the quilt away, and she flinched suddenly. Sure enough, the quilt was soaked into a dark color.I covered it up carefully, thinking about the next steps, adjusting the temperature of the air conditioner, and cooling it down if it was stuffy for a long time. If I had a high fever for a long time, I would be sent to the hospital.

Turn on the air conditioner and raise it to 20 degrees, then pull down the sweaty quilt, put it on the dry side for emergency, peek at the door, calculate the distance, Yan Xin should be back in a few minutes.We are in the same room and want to help her change clothes, I am not "Liu Xiahui", just thinking about it now makes my mouth dry, let's wait for her roommate to come back together.I couldn't help but look at her sleeping appearance, whether she was having a nightmare, and her brows were frowned.Put on wet shoes and go downstairs to the vending machine to buy two bottles of ice water. Fortunately, I have a wet tissue with me, so I can apply it to my forehead and wipe my hands.

As soon as I went upstairs and opened the door, I heard a very hoarse humming sound. I thought she had woken up, and her body was a little stiff due to tension.She will see me later, how should I explain that she met her roommate?Why hasn't Yan Xin come back yet?However, half a minute passed, 1 minute passed, and maybe 2 minutes passed, and there was still no movement in the brown bed curtain, and the smiling angles and explanations I prepared were useless.Just when I was about to go forward, a voice with a hint of crying came out from behind the curtain, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, Wang Li... I'm really... sorry", the shielding system of the brain should be automatically activated at that moment , at least the second time I understood the meaning of the words.The secret joy and the beauty in my mind were emptied in an instant, and the next step I just thought about was also forgotten.I didn't move, letting the words hit me.The crying gradually became clear, and then turned into sobbing, which gradually disappeared after Yan Xin bought the medicine for a while.

I forgot what I was thinking at that time, and I didn't know what kind of expression I put on. The guilty and sad voice kept echoing in my mind.Those annoying crackling rain finally disappeared, although the rain has been falling.

Yan Xin's diary

Heavy rain on June 2019, 3

Little White Rabbit's roommate's body temperature finally began to drop in the afternoon, and he gradually became sober. Now he is sitting at the desk and eating porridge with difficulty.

When I woke up in the morning, I found that she was a tall, delirious woman with a fever, and refused to go to the hospital.If the temperature rises again tomorrow, I will send her to the hospital even if she is bound.

Thanks to the senior sister in charge who is in the office today, no one has taught me how to take care of a person with a high fever.Today "thanks" to my roommate's knowledge.

Don't blame me for being too sensitive, in fact, I always feel that the way the steward sister looks at her roommate is a bit wrong.

At first, I thought that the two of them often do experiments together, and the relationship will be deeper, which can be regarded as a comrade-in-arms friendship.But the roommate who has always been self-sufficient is openly acting like a baby in the office, specially opens a small stove to deliver sesame cakes at the dinner party, and stays up late with her at night. What kind of plot is this? In such a situation, she would actually blush because someone acted like a baby to her, staring at the biscuits in a daze, no matter how busy she was, she insisted on spending one or two hours a day summarizing and explaining to Runyun.If it weren't for Wang Li, I would really stick to my intuition.

Maybe I really didn't think much about it today.

In the morning, I hurriedly bought the medicine and went back to bed. As soon as I opened the door, I heard a low sobbing sound. Before I found the source of the sound, I caught a glimpse of the senior sister in charge with lowered eyes. I couldn’t see the emotion in the eyes from the side, but the whole person seemed to be nailed In general, motionless.I didn't know how to open my mouth. Fortunately, the sobbing didn't last too long. The people around me lifted their feet and moved to the bed, but the complete and clear water stains of shoe prints left me had to suspect that I had been standing still for a long time.

Next, I helped Runyun change her clothes briefly, wiped her arms and forehead with a towel dipped in water, fed her medicine, and a series of other things. The senior sister didn't speak, as if she had returned to normal.But the tension and anxiety that the senior sister showed at the beginning seemed to have disappeared.The light in her eyes dimmed, and her always dignified back was stiff in the busyness, like a trapped beast tenaciously clinging to its last pride.

"I don't know the full picture, so I can't comment." Regardless of whether my suspicions are correct, I have no intention of intervening.If time can't erase the affection, there will always be a happy ending.