Death has no scythe

By the time the exchange was over, July hadn't seen a single point for several days.She always avoids him at all and refuses to see him.That guy must be afraid of crying when we parted.

At one point, he might have cried, and within three seconds after falling to the ground and breaking his skin, the circles of his eyes turned red.Qiyue had to be pulled up for him, coaxed left and right, and could only be stopped by plucking a few feathers at a time.

From July to the final farewell ceremony, he didn't see a single bit. Looking at the empty seat, his eyes couldn't help but turn red.That scoundrel, why doesn't he miss him at all.When I gave him flowers, I said that I would definitely go to him in the future, and I sat on the grass with him to catch grasshoppers and said that I would not leave him. It became really fast.

When Yi o'clock hurried to the venue, July had already left, and he was holding a quill with a little gray tip in his hand, but he didn't send it out.

Old Qiyue said that all they use in heaven are quill pens, and he also likes quill pens.But the quill is made of the feathers of the person you like to be comfortable to use.

That day, after catching grasshoppers, the two of them lay on the grass and looked at the sky that was slowly darkening. Fireflies flew around with small green lanterns.At one o'clock, he turned his head and looked at Qiyue who was lying beside him. His face was beautiful and pleasing to the eye. It was not fun to look at it sideways. He turned sideways and stared at half of Qiyue's face.

Slowly tentatively holding Qiyue's hand with his hand, Qiyue opened one eye and glanced at him, "Huh?"

"Do you... want a quill?"

"what?"

"It's nothing." Yidian quickly withdrew his hand and turned around, turning his back to Qiyue.

When Qiyue came to his senses, the deer jumped wildly in his heart, and his face turned red up to the ears.He reached out and grabbed Yidian's arm, didn't speak, and didn't break free at all.

The two of them didn't speak in a tacit understanding, each other's heartbeat replaced all the liking that wanted to speak out but was hesitant to speak because of shyness.

The two of them lay on the grass all night that night, not knowing when they fell asleep.Qiyue didn't wake up until he felt cold, and slept next to him in a ball.Shivering from time to time, July took off his coat and covered him, shivering from the cold, and couldn't really fall asleep, so he just watched him fall asleep in the middle of the night.

With the cover of the coat, Yidian just felt that his nose was a little stuffy the next day.He went straight to the hospital in July, his whole face flushed with fever, and he sneezed from time to time.

After class was over at [-]:[-], I quickly asked the teacher and ran to the room where July lived. July's fever had not subsided, and he curled up under the quilt to drink a bowl of black medicine.

Looking at his frown, he knew it was not good to drink, and the smell of the medicine was bitter. He was afraid that Qiyue would blame him, so he kept hiding behind the teacher, sticking out his small head and aiming at Qiyue.

Qiyue saw him, but she didn't tell him to come closer because she was taking medicine and her head was stuffy.The teacher said that colds are contagious, but Yi Dian should not be allowed to suffer from such an uncomfortable illness.

Seeing that Qiyue finished drinking the medicine, the teacher walked over, holding the hem of the teacher's clothes and moving over carefully.

Qiyue peeled an orange given by others at the table, and wanted to pass it to Yidian, but Yidian kept her head down, not looking at him.

"Do you want to eat?" Qiyue's voice was a little hoarse, and she raised her head a little bit, looking at the sweet orange thing.This can't be seen in hell, the body is more honest than the head, he bit the orange crescent moon that he handed over.

It's cool...the juice is spreading out...and there's that feeling that made people laugh when they were together with July last night.

"Like it?"

"Yeah..." At this point, he would have forgotten what made Qiyue sick, let go of the corner of the teacher's clothes, climbed onto Qiyue's bed by himself, and stared at the remaining orange petals in Qiyue's hand.

"What is this? It's the same as you, I want both."

"Orange? I'm different from it. I'm your favorite!" When Qiyue heard that she was as important as an orange, she immediately became unwilling and swallowed the rest into her stomach. "Okay, now I'm what you want most."

Yidian stared at him wide-eyed, with her mouth wide open, seeing him throw it into her mouth, a circle of blush slowly appeared around her eyes.

"Wow...wow..." As soon as he grabbed Qiyue's ears and pressed him down, he wanted to reach into the mouth of the person below and take it out.

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!"

The two small groups were fighting fiercely on the bed, after being pulled away by the teacher.Yidian was severely educated, and Qiyue was taken back to heaven in advance.

Before July left, I put all the other oranges into Yidian’s desk, but I didn’t see Yidian until the end, and no one listened to the words of apology and liking.