So cute, can't help it

Fang Shu came out of the bathroom wiping his wet hair, just in time to hear the conversation of his roommates: "Learning to drive?"

"Doesn't Wang Nan's family own a supermarket? They often need a car to carry goods. Wang Nan wants to help the family and plans to make an appointment to sign up for a driving lesson during the National Day holiday." Yu Wuwei looked at the fat boy sitting opposite him: "We plan to form a group Go learn to drive."

Fang Shu was surprised: "Are you both going?"

Yu Wuwei nodded generously: "I heard from the seniors and sisters who studied sociology that Nanjing University can add credits with the driver's license, and it is very likely that they will be used for graduate work in the future."

"Don't listen to his nonsense." Wang Nan scratched his head with a shy expression on his face: "He knew that it would be much cheaper to learn to drive with friends, so he wanted to go with me."

Fang Shu has heard a little about Wang Nan's family situation. Besides Wang Nan, he has two younger sisters who are in their third year of high school this year and will soon go to college. The income from opening a supermarket barely supports the normal family expenses.

Usually Wang Nan always saves when he can in school, and Fang Shu rarely sees Wang Nan spending money indiscriminately.

"Is there still a shortage?" Fang Shu said.

Wang Nan was stunned: "Huh?"

Fang Shu pulled down the towel on his head, and the end of the towel was pulled up from the neck side. Two of the buttons of the loose summer pajamas were unbuttoned, revealing a small piece of smooth and fair skin under the skirt.

"Add me."

"It's a shortage, at least three people are needed to form a car learning group," Yu Wuwei answered in a puzzled way: "But you don't... you get motion sickness?"

The National Day of the freshman year coincided with the end of the military training, and the four people in the dormitory excitedly made an appointment to go out to play in the province. As a result, within half an hour of getting on the bus, Fang Shu started to get motion sickness and vomited in a daze.

When he arrived at the destination, Fang Shu almost had half his life left, and his face was frighteningly pale.

"Not only do you get dizzy from the bus, but you also get dizzy from the taxi." Even the reaction was worse than taking a passenger car. From last year to now, Fang Shu never insisted on going out on weekends for more than 5 minutes, and even took the bus for more than half an hour. faint.

Yu Wuwei had never seen such a squeamish boy, which was why he didn't consider Fang Shu in the car learning group at first.

Fang Shu: "..."

Fang Shu choked: "The law does not stipulate that motion sickness is not allowed to take a driver's license test. Have you chosen a driving school?"

"It's basically the Jianan Driving School recommended by my senior. My senior learned to drive in Jianan before, and Coach Xu from the driving school is also a relative of my senior." Wang Nan said cheerfully, "My senior promised to recommend us and let us do my best. Coach Xu charged us less."

……

National Day, the day of driving school registration.

The temperature in Jiang City remained high. At 08:30 in the morning, the sweltering heat in the air had not dissipated. The moisture stuck to the skin and entered the body through the pores, making people feel uncomfortable.

The national flag was fluttering on the street, beaming with joy, Fang Shu sat in the back seat of the taxi, wishing he could curl up into a ball and squat in the corner.

Yu Wuwei was chatting with Wang Nan, and when he saw this, he patted him on the back: "Are you okay? Can you hold on?"

"Want some water?" Wang Nan in the passenger seat unscrewed the water bottle and handed it back.

Fang Shu closed his eyes and waved his hands. There was no blood on his fair face with bright eyebrows and eyes. He pursed his lips tightly, and his voice was so low that Yu Wuwei and Wang Nan almost couldn't hear: "...Yes."

"Really?" Yu Wuwei didn't quite believe it: "Don't be brave, if we can't, let's get out of the car and walk there."

"No, as long as you..." Don't talk to me, I'll be fine.

The driver glanced at the rear seat through the rearview mirror: "Young people nowadays are so poor in physical fitness that they can't even take a taxi. How can they go shopping with their girlfriends in the future?"

Fang Shu swallowed the words to his lips, and sat upright in the seat silently.

For the next 2 minutes, the taxi was surprisingly quiet.

Yu Wuwei raised his head after answering the message in the WeChat group, Fang Shu propped his chin with one hand, and stared at the advertisement of the Andrology Hospital behind the driver's seat with lowered eyelids in boredom.

Yu Wuwei's brain twitched for a moment: "Do you have anorectal problems?"

"..." Fang Shu rolled his eyes at him.

"I'm afraid you'll get dizzy if you think about it." Yu Wuwei rubbed his nose with a dry smile, and carefully looked at the expression on the book below. Seeing that he didn't show any signs of motion sickness, he secretly heaved a sigh of relief.

In 10 minutes, we arrived at Jianan Driving School.

Yu Wuwei collected the driver's spare change, and Fang Shu and Wang Nan got out of the car first. Fang Shu stood side by side under a landscape tree, his eyelashes lowered, and there was no abnormality in his expression.

"It's strange, you didn't get dizzy today..." Fang Shu, who had been acting as if nothing had happened a second before, squatted down on the spot and retched non-stop.

Yu Wuwei: "..."

Wang Nan: "..."

"Go and sign up first." Fang Shu vomited for a while, pulling at the trunk, and his face finally improved a little.

The driving school adopts an on-site registration system, and a school sister recommended it in advance, and the three of them quickly completed the registration procedures.

"Don't leave in a hurry. Coach Xu has something to do at the moment, you wait in the lounge first, and someone else will be arranged to take you to the physical examination later."

Speaking of this, the driving school staff looked at Fang Shu subconsciously: "His complexion looks very bad, is there something wrong with his body? If he has organic heart disease, epilepsy, Meniere's disease, mental illness, Dementia and other diseases that hinder safe driving must be declared at the beginning, so they cannot apply for a driver's license."

"No." Yu Wuwei nearly laughed madly, and it was Wang Nan who answered, "He's motion sick."

Fang Shu said with a wooden face, "I'm fine, thank you."

The staff was relieved and enthusiastically provided Fang Shu with a method for people with motion sickness to learn how to drive: "Motion sickness can take a driver's license test. Take motion sickness drugs, such as taking Haining and Metoclopramide half an hour before riding, and drinking a cup of warm vinegar with vinegar before riding." Boiled water has a good anti-motion sickness effect. In addition, the car used by our driving school coaches is basically a Santana, which has better ventilation performance, and fewer people get motion sickness in this kind of car. You don’t have to worry too much when you make an appointment to practice driving in the future. .”

Fang Shu is good-looking, and the staff seemed to be unable to bear to see him suffer, and they also mentioned a lot of ways to prevent motion sickness: "Put fresh ginger slices, wind oil or pain-relieving ointment on the belly button‖It can also..."

"Have you finished?" A deep and mellow voice suddenly came.

Fang Shu raised his eyelids, and saw a man coming out of the corner of the corridor. He had a handsome face with sharp edges and corners, a stubby beard on his strong chin, and a cold aura from his shaved features. He looked like a soldier, with a An indescribable banditry.

The man is very tall, and the thin T-shirt is fully supported by his thick chest muscles, and the hidden texture lines are clearly visible.

The man went straight to the staff and handed the documents in his hand to the staff. After the staff signed and handed them back, he lowered his eyelids and glanced at the three of Fang Shu: "Are they...?"

"The students introduced by Coach Xu's relatives." The staff said with a smile: "Brother He, your last student just got his driver's license two days ago, and the new batch of students has not yet been recruited. You should be busy, right? Brother He took them Go for a physical examination."

"Where's Coach Xu?" He Qing frowned.

"Coach Xu asked for leave yesterday." The staff helplessly spread their hands: "Other coaches in the driving school teach the trainers to practice the car, and they basically can't leave."

He Qing: "..."

He was silent for two seconds, as if he had accepted the job. From the corner of his eye, he inadvertently glanced at Fang Shu standing at the end, and asked, "This kid..."

"A little motion sickness." The staff quickly explained: "It's not sick, and it won't affect learning to drive."

I'm afraid it's more than just a little, He Qing looked at Fang Shu: "Are you very motion sick?"

Fang Shu remembered what the taxi driver had said, and he stiffened his neck and refused to nod.

On the other hand, Yu Wuwei and Wang Nan frantically agreed: "Yes, he can only stand when he takes the bus without getting dizzy."

The car He Qing drove was a sedan, and it was definitely not allowed to ride standing up. Moreover, the traffic control department where the physical examination was done was a distance away from the driving school, and it took nearly half an hour to drive there.

He Qing frowned and thought for a moment, then returned to the office to pick up the car keys.

The staff realized it later, and slapped their foreheads: "Ah! I forgot, the traffic control department designated by the driving school for the physical examination takes a long time to pass. You just finished the ride, so you should not be able to reach your destination."

The staff asked Fang Shu to wait, and hurried out: "My house is next to the driving school, and I still have a few pieces of ginger left at home. I'll go and cut some slices for you."

The staff acted quickly, he handed the ginger slices to Fang Shu, and He Qing returned with the car keys.

Fang Shu packed the ginger and followed Yu Wuwei to get into the car from the back seat.

A big callused hand covered the back of his neck and pressed him on the passenger seat: "The ventilation in the passenger seat is relatively better. You sit in the passenger seat."

Fang Shu's straight back softened, he looked up at He Qing for half a second, lowered his eyelashes and gave a faint "hmm", his voice was a bit nasal and sounded a little soft.

He Qing raised his eyebrows and closed the passenger door.

He Qing walked around from the front of the car to the driver's seat, and soon, the car drove out of the driving school.

He Qing's face was too fierce, and when he was driving with a sullen face, even Yu Wuwei, who was always cheerful and had a good time chatting with anyone, felt a little guilty in his heart, so he behaved himself and dared not speak.

Fang Shu lowered the window of the passenger seat to the lowest level, and when he put his hand back into the pocket of his coat, he felt something flaky.

……

On the first day of the National Day, there was a huge increase in the number of people going out, and the traffic was very congested.

He Qing controlled the steering wheel, slowed down the speed, and always kept a gap with the bus in front: "There is a traffic jam, it will take at least an hour to get to the traffic control department depending on the situation, you guys..."

He Qing wanted the three children to rest and call them again at the traffic control department, but when he turned his head, he saw the child next to him leaning back on the seat and lifting his clothes.

"..." He Qing held the steering wheel firmly, and said in a rough voice, "What are you doing?!"

"Put ginger slices on it." Fang Shu raised his head, his face was a little paler than before getting into the car, even his lips became pale, and he seemed to be out of spirits: "I'm not feeling well."

As he said that, he grabbed the hem of the clothes with his hands, and lifted the inner T-shirt up again to the chin position, lowered his head and bit it with his teeth, held the extra ginger slices in one hand, and twisted the slices with the other hand and put them on the navel.

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