On a thousand fishing tips for green tea

It rained all night, the quilt was useless, the door to the dormitory from the balcony was closed tightly, and the wind still got in through the crack of the door, blowing the curtains swaying.

Du Ting got into Ni Xiaoxiao's bed in the early morning, Ni Xiaoxiao cursed a few words, fell asleep and followed Du Ting.

Ye Jiaqing was woken up by the cold early in the morning, and Ni Xiaoxiao got up to go to the bathroom. He left the door open, and the wind opened it.

Ye Jiaqing moved a few times and wrapped himself in the quilt. Ni Xiaoxiao came in at this time. He shrank his neck and closed the door while saying: "It's not raining outside, and I have to get up after half an hour of sleep. This morning eight."

Ye Jiaqing let out a "huh" and turned over, feeling that something was wrong, Song Nanqi seemed to be still asleep.

Song Nanqi usually gets up early at this time.

Ye Jiaqing got up immediately, covered the quilt and reached out to touch Song Nanqi's forehead. Before he could feel anything, Song Nanqi woke up, and the other party's voice was hoarse.

"what time is it?"

It was as if his throat was blown by the wind last night.Ye Jiaqing's hands were hot.

"Song Nanqi, you have a fever." Ye Jiaqing lifted the quilt and sat up, shivering twice, "I'll get you a thermometer, is it in your closet?"

Song Nanqi's face was pale, and his lips looked a little dry. Ye Jiaqing had never seen the other party sick, and he felt a little depressed. It may be that Song Nanqi usually gave him a strong and calm feeling, making people forget that he can also get sick .

Song Nanqi touched his forehead with his hand, closed his eyes, "Don't worry, it's a fever."

Ye Jiaqing nodded, and immediately said: "Then I'll pour you hot water, do you want to take antipyretics?"

"No need." Song Nanqi refused succinctly. He didn't let Ye Jiaqing take medicine last time when he had a fever. Now it's his turn, and he doesn't even know how to take it.

Ye Jiaqing climbed out of bed, stepped on her slippers, picked up a water glass from Song Nanqi's table and went to the water dispenser to get a cup of hot water.

"Song Nanqi," Ye Jiaqing whispered, "the water is coming."

He held the water glass to Song Nanqi's bedside, his eyes full of worry.

Song Nanqi raised his upper body and took the water cup from Ye Jiaqing. His voice sank slightly, "Put on your coat." Ye Jiaqing's pajamas were very thin, a thin knit sweater, white and soft, and it would be easy to turn over in his sleep. In a mess, he stood under the bed, a few buttons on the top were undone, and a small piece of white shoulder was exposed, and he could clearly see the dense goose bumps on the top due to the cold air.

The boy raised his head, and the concern and distress in his eyes were about to overflow.

In fact, Ye Jiaqing was really not good at faking emotions.

Song Nanqi raised his head and drank the water, Ye Jiaqing quickly reached out to take the water glass back, "Do you want more?"

Song Nanqi shook his head, "Do you still want to sleep?"

Ye Jiaqing thought about it seriously, and then said: "Don't sleep, I'll buy you breakfast, or don't go to class this morning, I'll help you ask for leave."

It's windy outside today, and it might rain even more. "I suggest you rest in the dormitory, or the symptoms may get worse."

In the past, Song Nanqi was the one who taught him a lesson, but today he can be Teacher Ye for a while, and it feels okay, but it would be great if it wasn't because of Song Nanqi's illness.

Song Nanqi had already lifted the quilt and started to get out of bed. Ye Jiaqing stepped back a few steps with a serious expression, "Song Nanqi."

Song Nanqi turned around and saw Ye Jiaqing standing behind him solemnly, as if he was very dissatisfied, the feeling of dizziness faded a bit, "Indoor class, it's okay."

Ye Jiaqing had never met such a difficult patient as Song Nanqi. In fact, he had never taken care of anyone, and he rarely even poured water for others.

Except for the first time, Ye Jiaqing felt that many of his first times were given to Song Nanqi.

Song Nanqi checked his temperature himself, and it was very close to 39 degrees, but he just looked a little pale, and he seemed more unapproachable than usual.

"Then I'll buy you breakfast?"

Song Nanqi probably didn't hear it, he went to the bathroom to brush his teeth.

Ye Jiaqing didn't continue to ask, he took a thicker dark padded jacket from the closet, and while wearing it, he patted Du Ting and Ni Xiaoxiao awake, "I'm going to buy breakfast, what do you eat?"

Du Ting woke up in a daze. He didn't expect to see Ye Jiaqing so early. Before, he and Ye Jiaqing were facing each other far away in bed, and Song Nanqi went to buy breakfast.

"Ah," Du Ting said slowly, "Just bring a few buns and a cup of soy milk. The buns need spicy beef."

Ni Xiaoxiao hurriedly followed, "The radish and the dried tofu are the same."

"Okay." Ye Jiaqing took the umbrella at the door.

Du Ting, who was already lying down, sprang up again, raised his head and shouted: "Do you want me to accompany you?"

After he shouted, he waited for a long time, but no one answered.

Ni Xiaoxiao: "He must have left."

Du Ting let out a groan, and lay down again. It is especially good to sleep on rainy days. Immediately after laying down, he became confused, and muttered: "Why did Ye Jiaqing get up so early today? Where's Lao Song?",

"I have a fever." Ni Xiaoxiao let Du Ting sleep alone, he put on his clothes and got up, he still had some homework to finish, the desk lamp was turned on, and the dormitory showed a feeling of darkness and twilight just after nightfall.

Hearing Ni Xiaoxiao say that Song Nanqi had a fever, Du Ting seldom woke up for a few seconds. He stretched out his hand from under the quilt, and immediately got goosebumps. If I can’t handle it, then I have to protect myself.”

Ni Xiaoxiao: "..."

Song Nanqi came out of the bathroom, Ni Xiaoxiao leaned back her chair, "Old Song, are you alright?"

Song Nanqi: "It's okay." He turned his eyes around the dark dormitory, then glanced at the bed again, "Where's Ye Jiaqing?"

Ni Xiaoxiao wrote vigorously, "He just said he was going to buy breakfast, so he should have gone to the cafeteria."

As soon as Ni Xiaoxiao finished speaking, a muffled thunder struck the roof of their dormitory from far and near, and even the glass of the windows was rattled.

"Who? Which Taoist friend is crossing the catastrophe at this time?!" Du Ting sat up and shouted loudly.

"..."

Today's weather is bad and cold, even if there are classes in the morning, many people can't get up, so there are not many people in the cafeteria now.

Ye Jiaqing bought millet porridge and eggs for Song Nanqi. When he was talking to the aunt in the cafeteria, the fog of his words was blown on the glass, and he couldn't see clearly immediately.

The bun seller was the most crowded, and Ye Jiaqing queued up for a while. An aunt came out from the back kitchen with two large baskets. As soon as the lid was lifted, hot air gushed up immediately. Looking at the team, Ye Jiaqing felt rushed.

Du Ting usually eats five, and Ni Xiaoxiao two, he only needs one. Ye Jiaqing doesn't like dry breakfast very much, and it's cold, so he doesn't even have the appetite for breakfast.

On the way back to the dormitory with breakfast in hand, it wasn't raining, but the wind was strong. Ye Jiaqing held the handle of the umbrella with great force to prevent the umbrella from being blown away by the wind. His knuckles turned white.

Walking out of the small path in the cafeteria, I ran into Jing Chen and Jiang Lu who were coming out of the back door of the dormitory. Jiang Lu was hiding under Jing Chen's umbrella. Ye Jiaqing waved his hand, "Good morning, elementary school brother."

Jing Chen took a look at what Ye Jiaqing was carrying, "Bring it for them?"

Ye Jiaqing hummed, then nodded to Jiang Lu and said, "Good morning, senior."

Jiang Lu got a good ranking last night, and this happiness lasted until this morning.

Watching Ye Jiaqing go back to the dormitory, Jiang Lu patted Jing Chen's face, "The little school belle is really considerate, and even bought breakfast for her roommate, but unfortunately, you don't have this life."

Jing Chen glanced at Jiang Lu coldly, "If you keep being mean, I'll call Jiang Yao and say that you have few classes recently, no experimental classes, and no homework."

Jiang Lu: "..." He patted his mouth and stopped talking.

When Ye Jiaqing returned to the dormitory, his little face was pale with cold. He was actually dressed thickly, but his face was completely blown by the wind, and his tears were blown out.

When he arrived at the dormitory, Du Ting just got off the bed. When he jumped off, he saw Ye Jiaqing put away his umbrella and wiped his tears. He was stunned, "What's wrong? Someone was cut in line?"

Ye Jiaqing sniffed, "It's okay, it's too windy outside."

"..."

In their cafeteria, the steamed buns are the best, with thin skin and big stuffing, but the cage is too big, if you move out one cage, you may not be able to sell them all at once, and if you sell them for a long time, the rest will become more Cold, and finally hardens directly.

Du Ting picked up a bun and took a bite. When he took the first bite, tears almost fell down. The dough was fluffy and soft, and he took a bite of the spicy beef stuffing inside.

"Ye Jiaqing, what kind of god luck is this!" Du Ting was so burned that he couldn't speak clearly, but he was willing, "I will ask you to buy buns for me from now on."

As soon as he finished speaking, he felt that Song Nanqi glanced at him indifferently.

"..."

Du Ting quickly changed his words, "No, I mean, the buns you bought are too delicious."

Ye Jiaqing smiled, and served the millet porridge to Song Nanqi, "You eat it, no sugar added." He remembered that Song Nanqi didn't like sweets.

His face hadn't calmed down until now, it was blown white by the wind, and his fingers were pale from the cold.

Song Nanqi shook Ye Jiaqing's cold hand, and said in a hoarse voice, "You can order takeaway, there's no need to buy it yourself."

Ye Jiaqing sipped the soy milk in small sips, and said slowly, "I want to feel sorry for you too."

Song Nanqi coughed twice, looking at Ye Jiaqing with extremely soft eyes.

The person he likes is the best person in the world.

Du Ting has always been ignorant of the atmosphere. While eating steamed stuffed buns, he stuffed the books he needed for class in the morning into his schoolbag, "Ye Jiaqing, Lao Song doesn't appreciate it, but I appreciate it. You will love me more in the future."

Ye Jiaqing blinked blankly, "Are you poaching Teacher Song's corner?"

Dig a wall?

Du Ting gulped down the steamed stuffed bun in his mouth, "Give me ten guts and I wouldn't dare poach Teacher Song's corner! I just want Ye Jiaqing to love me more."

Ni Xiaoxiao tilted her head, "You mean, you want Ye Jiaqing to have a harem?"

Open a harem?

Du Ting scratched the back of his head, twitching and said: "It's not allowed by the policy, isn't it?"

"..."

The morning class was biochemistry and physiology, the two subjects Ye Jiaqing couldn't understand the most. Du Ting was the same as him, and so was Ni Xiaoxiao.

The teacher above was giving a lecture, and Du Ting said on the ground: "Physiology and biochemistry, there must be a link. I have already thought about it, linking biochemistry."

Ni Xiaoxiao: "I'm concerned about physiology."

Ye Jiaqing propped his head and laughed, "Which subject can I choose?"

Du Ting showed an incredulous expression, "I asked the senior sister in our club and asked her for their freshman review materials. Do you know how thick they are? I might as well read books."

"Tell me, my family grows oranges, why should I study medicine? If I had known, I would have listened to my mother and went to an agricultural university."

"Don't chat." The hand that has always been well-knit reached out and tapped on Ye Jiaqing's book, "Listen carefully to the class."

Song Nanqi's voice was better than when he just woke up in the morning, but his spirit was still not very good.

Ye Jiaqing took a peek at the podium, then quickly touched Song Nanqi's face with his hands, and said in a low voice, "It's still hot, Song Nanqi, I'll accompany you to hang the water later at noon."

Song Nanqi calmly wrote down a line of notes in the book, and said slowly: "Fever is only caused by the function of the immune system in the body."

Ye Jiaqing pressed Song Nanqi's hand, "It's also because of low immunity."

Song Nanqi looked sideways at Ye Jiaqing, "If you catch colds and fevers repeatedly, it may be due to low resistance."

Ye Jiaqing: "..." Last time he had repeated fevers, he had reason to suspect that Song Nanqi was connoting himself.

After the morning class, Song Nanqi's complexion was much better than in the morning, and Ye Jiaqing still wanted to reach out and touch his forehead.

It's really not that hot anymore.

Song Namqi is in such good health!

How can it be so good?

Du Ting hugged Song Nanqi's shoulders, as if he was a good brother, "Ye Jiaqing, I'm as good as Lao Song."

Ye Jiaqing pulled him off Song Nanqi and hugged Song Nanqi's arm, "Student Du Ting, I warn you to stay away from my boyfriend."

Du Ting made a sad expression.

They went out from the teaching building, intending to go to the cafeteria to eat, and they ran into an acquaintance head-on, not particularly acquainted.

basketball team.

Tang Xian and Tang Shan, there is another next to them, Tang Xuan, Tang Xuan is the president of the free fighting club.

"You guys are done with that competition, let's train together at six o'clock in the afternoon." Tang Xian was very surprised to meet Ye Jiaqing and the others in the Sports Center.

Ye Jiaqing glanced at Song Nanqi, "Song Nanqi has a cold."

"That's it," Tang Xian showed a somewhat disappointed expression, but it disappeared in a second, "It's okay, I went to their gymnasium yesterday disguised as a rich man, and they are still fighting for whom, I think We can still win this time.”

Tang Shan looked at Song Nanqi, "The temperature has dropped drastically recently, and the infusion room in the school hospital is full all day long. Song Nanqi should keep warm."

Song Nanqi nodded, "Thank you for your concern, and you too."

Ye Jiaqing, Tang Xian, Du Ting, and Ni Xiaoxiao: "..."

Tang Xian ignored Tang Shan, he looked at Ye Jiaqing worriedly, "Small schoolgirls should also keep warm."

Everyone can see that Tang Xian's heartfelt voice should be "My little baby should also keep warm."

Ye Jiaqing dressed very nicely today, he didn't need to dress up to look good.

Inside was a white sweater, and outside was a short yellow padded jacket with a prismatic check, very light goose yellow, and Ye Jiaqing's hair color was light, so white that he was almost transparent, and his facial features seemed to be dotted on the white snow.

He curled his mouth towards Tang Xian, "Okay, thank you."

When he smiled, Tang Xian felt that his heart was hit by 10000 critical points.

How can it be so sweet?So sweet, so sweet!

Song Nanqi held Ye Jiaqing's hand tightly, lowered his head slightly, and said, "If you don't go to the cafeteria, you will only have to eat cold food."

Ye Jiaqing is a picky eater and has particularly high requirements for food. Cold meals and cold dishes are unacceptable.

"Then let's go first." Ye Jiaqing waved his hand, and as soon as he finished speaking, Song Nanqi took his shoulders and walked away. Ye Jiaqing felt that Song Nanqi was weird, so he raised his eyes, "I just waved halfway."

Song Nanqi said without thinking, "Wu Wu, you are so pretty."

Different from other people's excited or shy compliments, Song Nanqi's compliments were very calm and calm. A flame burned to Ye Jiaqing's throat, and he swallowed, "Mr. Song, you are confused."

Ye Jiaqing, who had no experience in love, just felt at a loss, like a child who was being praised for the first time.

He didn't know, he didn't know that he was embarrassed because he was praised by someone he liked.

So nervous.

Ye Jiaqing looked back at Du Ting who hadn't followed.

Du Ting seemed to be saying something to that Tang Xuan.

"I am 1." Du Ting never thought that one day he would be asked for his contact information by a man. He explained his role firmly, he is 1.

Tang Xuan smiled unruly, "You can try to be a 0, your butt is also very suitable for a 0."

As soon as Tang Xuan finished speaking, before Du Ting said anything, Tang Xian jumped up and dragged Tang Xuan back, "Sorry, sorry, Du Ting, this is my cousin. He ate a lot of shit when he was a child, so he talks like a madman now." same batch."

Ni Xiaoxiao looked at Du Ting who was catching up, "Your face is so red, you look like a fucking monkey's ass."

Du Ting was embarrassed to tell Ni Xiaoxiao that someone praised his butt for being a 0 just now, and he shouted: "Can't plateau red be good? Can't sensitive skin be red and bloodshot?"

Ni Xiaoxiao: "Do you still know about sensitive skin?"

"..."

Ye Jiaqing kept looking back at the two of them, Song Nanqi squeezed his wrist, "Look at the road."

On their left is the artificial lake of the Medical College, where lotus flowers are planted. In summer, it is full of lotus flowers and lotus pods. Now that it is winter, there are only a few stakes left in the water, which looks desolate and cold.

At this moment, the burning sensation on Ye Jiaqing's face had subsided, otherwise he felt that he might be like Du Ting.

"Song Nanqi, you're not so hot anymore." Ye Jiaqing's hand moved up Song Nanqi's wrist to his forearm. It was a normal human body temperature, not hot.

He thought that Song Nanqi had been drinking hot water this morning, and he would become dehydrated if he had a fever. Song Nanqi abided by his identity and responsibilities as a medical student, and treated himself like a patient—drink more hot water and replenish water in time.

Song Nanqi's body temperature was not very hot, and Ye Jiaqing's fingers were also shockingly cold.

"You should wear thicker clothes." Song Nanqi's voice was still a little hoarse, a little more magnetic than usual, which reminded people of what Song Nanqi looked like in his 20s.

Ye Jiaqing's eyes widened slightly, his words were the same as Lin Chuqi's.

"I've already dressed a lot," Ye Jiaqing opened up his sleeves and counted them out for Song Nan one by one, "One, two, three, three!"

Song Nanqi should praise him again, he is wearing three pieces!

Facing Ye Jiaqing's suggestive gaze, Song Nanqi's Adam's apple slid up and down inconspicuously.

"Well, Uwu is great," he whispered.