hold that vampire

Pei Yun had never slept so badly.

It was as if there were countless villains fighting in his body, or they were holding knives, forks and mallets, stepping and jumping, and all the weapons were poking at him.

In the middle of the fire, I was so angry that I woke up, but before I figured out what was going on, I was attracted by a strange fragrance.

Very fragrant and very fragrant...

He couldn't tell what it was, but he had lost his appetite for several days and suddenly had a strong desire to eat.

His eyelids were too heavy, he struggled to open a slit, he couldn't figure out where he was in a daze, and saw a cold white neck very close at hand.

The taste seems to come from here.

He couldn't help but move the tip of his nose slightly, and the scent penetrated into his nostrils, immediately evoking a twitching discomfort in his stomach.

"smell good."

very hungry.

Lu Que vaguely heard the murmur of the person on his back, slowed down and turned his head: "Xiaoyun?"

Pei Yun ignored him, staring blankly at the side of his neck: "My hand is about to get out of my throat..."

I was eager to try and opened my mouth, really wanting to bite, but I didn't have the strength.

Lu Que: "..."

He raised his lips and wanted to say something, but his shoulders suddenly sank, and the person on his back seemed to have passed out again. He tightened his eyebrows and quickened his pace.

Pei Yun had a dream, dreaming that he coaxed a big cat to carry him with a small fish.

The long bamboo pole fished the small fish in front of the big cat, and the big cat ran after the small fish, and he rode the big cat for a ride comfortably.

Later, the big cat, who couldn't catch up with the little fish, found that Pei Yun was teasing it, got angry, flicked its tail wildly, turned its head and bit the back of Pei Yun's hand hard.

Then, he woke up.

Unconscious, he stared at the white ceiling for a while, and sat up on the bed. He didn't recognize where he was, but he recognized the person sitting not far away.

Seeing that he was awake, Lu Que put away his mobile phone and stood up from the rest chair. As soon as he approached the bed, he heard the boy sitting cross-legged on the bed muttering to himself: "So I haven't woken up yet, Xiao Pei, you're crazy, dreaming is so extreme jump."

Lu Que glanced at him expressionlessly, and felt the temperature of his forehead with the back of his hand, but Pei Yun took advantage of the situation and sank his head forward, with the weight on his hand.

"Oh, why haven't you finished class yet?"

His voice was a little weak and hoarse, and he said with emotion: "I have had a few dreams, your class is really difficult."

"get out of class is over." Lu Que said.

Pei Yun raised her head to look at him, and naturally changed from the original posture of resting her forehead on the back of her hand to a posture of resting her chin on his hand. If she didn't know it, she said, "Huh?"

"You're not dreaming." Lu Que pushed him back a little, and withdrew his hand: "This is the infirmary, not the classroom."

......

Five minutes later, Pei Yun finally digested the fact that he fell into a coma in class, was sent to the infirmary and lost half a bottle of glucose.

Very frustrated, I don't want to accept it.

He looked at the back of his hand, which was a little blue after the needle was pulled out. It turned out that it was not bitten by a big cat, but pricked by a needle.

"Isn't hypoglycemia only fainting in the morning?" He muttered, "It's already afternoon now."

The school doctor couldn't help but laugh: "Who told you that hypoglycemia can only be in the morning? As long as the conditions are met, you can faint at any time."

He recorded something in a manual, and asked Pei Yun while writing: "Have you had lunch?"

Lu Que was next to him, even if he didn't speak, it made Pei Yun feel more pressure. He sat on the edge of the bed with his legs hanging down neatly, and he didn't dare to shake it: "Two mouthfuls."

School doctor: "Two mouthfuls of what?"

Pei Yun: "Potatoes in braised chicken."

The school doctor looked up at him: "Why do you only eat so little, what about breakfast, have you eaten yet?"

Pei Yun: "Two bites."

School doctor: "Two mouthfuls again? Two mouthfuls of what, noodles?"

Pei Yun: "I took apart the unfinished...potato chips last night."

After finishing speaking, Pei Yun felt a chill on the top of his head, shrinking his neck, and the back of his neck was a little cold.

The school doctor clicked his tongue and closed the handbook: "You little dolls, you are so old that you still can't take good care of yourself. Let's see how you scare your teacher. If the family members know about it, how worried they are."

Pei Yun lowered his head: "Hey, I know I was wrong, and I must eat on time in the future."

"It's better like this, don't say it nicely now and then forget it."

The school doctor saw a lot of his kind of obsequiousness, so he gave a few more earnest words and waved his hands: "Okay, go eat something, go back to the dormitory and have a good rest, remember not to do this again in the future."

"Remember, thank you teacher."

The school doctor nodded and turned to leave. There were only the two of them left in the infirmary, and the atmosphere was a little stagnant.

Pei Yun picked the bed sheet uncomfortably, looked up at Lu Que, smiled, with a flattering dimple on his face: "Little uncle, do you still have classes? Why don't you go to work first, don't worry about it." Me, I'm fine."

Lu Que lowered his head to send a message, and glanced at him when he heard the sound.

Pei Yun thought he was confirming the authenticity of what he said, and was about to jump up and down to show him, but unfortunately, he felt dizzy as soon as he stood up straight, and almost fell back in embarrassment, but fortunately, Lu Que held him up in time.

With warm and broad palms, holding his thin shoulders, for a moment, Pei Yun felt like a little chicken being held by the tip of its wings.

"It's been a little too long." He said angrily.

Lu Que made sure that he was standing still, withdrew his hand and turned around: "Let's go."

Pei Yun followed with full expectation: "Little uncle, are you going back to class?"

"No, someone will take the class." Lu Que opened the door: "Now I'll take you to dinner."

This time was quite embarrassing, it was already past lunch time, and it was not time for dinner, and there was nothing to eat in the cafeteria, so Lu Que took Pei Yun to the seafood porridge shop outside the school.

For the same reason, there are almost no customers in the store.

After ordering, the two sat facing each other near the door. Pei Yun concentrated on counting the log stripes on the table, and the waiting time was extremely long.

The atmosphere of eating together alone is really strange.

Although he and Lu Que lived under the same roof for more than ten years, Lu Que was seven years older than him. Before Lu Que became his professor of professional courses, they had no intersection on their long journey to study.

Pei Yun went to kindergarten, and Lu Que skipped grades until the third year of junior high;

Pei Yun was halfway through elementary school, and Lu Que was recommended to a prestigious university;

When Pei Yunqin worked hard to study in high school, Lu Que had already obtained his Ph.D.;

In the end, Pei Yun was admitted to the university, and Lu Que returned to Zhu University as a specially-appointed professor, and the two finally met in the same school.

The time schedule deviates, and the two rarely meet each other at home since they were young.

Later, when Lu Que went to college, and then bought a house and moved out alone, there was almost no chance to meet each other, let alone eat alone like this.

In Pei Yun's memory, this seemed to be the first time.

Aside from Pei Yun's innate awe of people like "teachers", he lacks confidence just because he just made a mistake under the nose of this teacher.

What's more, he has always been a little afraid of Lu Que. No matter how he flies up in front of others, he will be obedient immediately when he is in front of Lu Que.

Like a little white mink caught in the back of the neck by a big bad wolf, holding its claws and tail between its legs, it dared not utter a word.

For example, now, when Lu Que just threw out the sentence "Why don't you eat", he felt so guilty that his fingertips trembled, his back was stiff, and his whole body revealed a wave of "Xiao Pei is so good, don't scold him!" Weak breath.

"I ate." He replied in a low voice, "It's just that I ate a little less."

Lu Que looked at him with raised eyelids, a pair of thin silver-rimmed glasses resting on his tall and straight nose, and his suit and leather shoes were expensive, which was incompatible with the glass doors and windows with a few small advertisements pasted on the back.

Just sitting there without opening your mouth can give people a full sense of oppression.

Pei Yun was looked at by him like this, and he was defeated without even holding out for three seconds: "Okay, I will show my cards, I just have no appetite and don't want to eat."

The store door was pushed open and closed, and several girls walked in.

They were laughing and joking, but who discovered Pei Yun and the others first, and after whispering a few words, they suddenly became quiet.

They glanced at each other, chose a seat behind them at an empty table, pushed and shoved as they walked past them, and slowed down their pace.

Pei Yun didn't notice, he leaned forward slightly, smiled tentatively and ingratiatingly: "Little uncle, can you not tell my parents what happened today?"

Suddenly something fell on the back table and there was a crackling sound.

Lu Que's tone was very light: "Since you have the guts to not eat for a whole day, why don't you have the guts to tell them?"

"Mainly I don't know that I can't resist hunger."

Pei Yun complained in a low voice, and then begged: "Little uncle, for my first crime, please help me, please."

The proprietress happened to bring seafood porridge over and put it in front of Pei Yun. The black casserole contained white glutinous food, and the steaming heat filtered Pei Yun's eyes into moist softness.

Lu Que lightly tapped his fingertips on his knees, as if deliberately making Pei Yun uneasy for a few more seconds, before humming: "I don't want to be sued, so I will eat on time from now on."

Pei Yun's eyes lit up and he quickly sat up straight: "Okay!"

His gratitude was beyond words, and he finished a whole pot of seafood porridge on the spot to show his sincerity.

After returning to school, the two did not part ways, and Lu Que accompanied him to the dormitory.

Pei Yun was smacking his mouth all the way to relish the seafood porridge. He ate it so fast just now that his tongue was a little numb from the heat, and he didn't really taste the taste.

Arriving downstairs in the dormitory, Pei Yun waved goodbye to Lu Que energetically, turned around and was stopped again without taking two steps.

Pei Yun turned around and asked, "Little uncle, is there anything else?"

The sky was cloudy, and the wind was cool, and when it rolled over Lu Que's eyebrows, it seemed to be stained with light ink.

A few steps away, his voice sounded emotionless: "It's hard to endure."

"Your junior year, I will only take you for the last half semester."