Oppa, please be happy [Pinocchio colleagues]

After a moment of silence, Zhiying was ready to chase people away: "Okay, you have already understood the situation, can you go?" Before Xu Junxi could answer, she felt unsatisfied and added: "I never knew, the school's Teachers are as responsible as you..."

Xu Junxi didn't care about her cynicism at all, with a serious look, "That's hard to say, these days, it's rare to see such a serious and responsible teacher like me, you have to learn to cherish—"

"Ha ha……"

Later, Zhiying and Xu Junxi spent a lot of time talking, and then drove him away. I really don't know how this person can be such a rascal. I really misjudged him at the beginning, but it was the first time she saw him at school. At that time, I thought that I had met a gentle, elegant and connotative boy, but it turned out that this was all an illusion. Knowing people, knowing the face but not the heart, judging people can't see the surface.

Today is Tuesday, this week's Saturday and Sunday, and Qi Zaiming is about to take the exam. Although they communicate by phone every day, Zhiying is still a little worried about him, so after simply packing up, Zhiying rushed to Qi Zaiming's house.

Walking to the door, Zhiying took out the key to open the door, but the room was as quiet as before. Because of the previous experience, her sensitive nerves were mobilized again. Before she could change her shoes, Zhiying hurried into the room, " elder brother…"

Looking to the end of the narrow room, Zhiying glanced at the closed door on the balcony, took two steps in three steps, pushed the door open with a sound of "wow----", and saw Qi Zaiming holding a book in his hand , lying on the ground with eyes closed.

"Brother, brother..." Zhiying knelt beside him, supported Qi Zaiming's shoulders and shook gently, she felt the strange temperature on his body.

Qi Zaiming seemed to have a fever. She reached out and touched his forehead, but the feeling was not obvious. In desperation, Zhiying couldn't care less, and subconsciously pressed her forehead against his, as if it was a little hot.

Just as Zhiying was leaving, Qi Zaiming slowly opened his eyes and happened to meet Zhiying's.Qi Zaiming, who just woke up, was a little confused, but such a big face appeared in front of him (who has the big face, ah...), even though he was naturally calm, he still couldn't hide his surprise, "Zhiying..."

Being caught, although she didn't do it unintentionally, Zhiying was still a little embarrassed, so she stammered and explained: "Um...brother, you seem to have a fever, let me try..." After stumbling, she finally remembered : "Brother, why are you lying on the balcony, and you have a fever..."

"It seems that I was reciting a book on the balcony yesterday and somehow fell asleep..."

Zhiying showed disapproving eyes unconsciously. Qi Zaiming looked at her and felt that sometimes Zhiying needed his care like a child who couldn't grow up. Zhiying got too much there.

Zhiying was worried about Qi Zaiming's body, so she turned around and wanted to pull him up.

Qi Zaiming overestimated his physical condition at this time. With a feverish body and a night of stiff curling up, as soon as he exerted force, his body immediately lost his center of gravity and seemed to fall to one side. Leaning on her body, Qi Zaiming put almost his whole body weight on her, "Zhiying..." Qi Zaiming called her worriedly, Zhiying joked nonchalantly: "How about it, I'm pretty good, hehe... ...?"

After Qi Zaiming's body slowly recovered, Zhiying helped him to lie down in the living room.

After pulling up the quilt and carefully tucking in the corners of the quilt, Zhiying found the medicine box with ease, and took out the thermometer to try. Fortunately, it was not very serious, with a low-grade fever - 37.8.

At this time, Qi Zaiming's old habit relapsed, "Zhiying, I always trouble you..."

"Well...you know you're bothering me, so why don't you take good care of yourself? Don't you realize that something happens as soon as you leave me, so...you have to stay with me all the time..." After finishing speaking, Zhiying ran away He went to make some medicine, touched his hot face, now he didn't know how to speak, he could say whatever he wanted, and he didn't know what Qi Zaiming would think, whether he thought she was too straightforward.

These words are indeed enough to be digested clearly, but this has strengthened his determination to take the exam. Only if he succeeds in this exam, will he have the heart to start...