Dong Qiangqiang's Story of Leaving Germany

Chapter 801
Dong Qiangqiang poked at the door for a minute, but the door didn't open, and Du Lan didn't make a sound, as if the scene just now didn't happen at all, so he had to knock on the door again.

"Dulan. Why don't you open the door?"

"Didn't I tell you not to come here first?" Du Lan complained in the room, "Why are you still here?"

"Didn't you say you wanted to spend (Mid-Autumn Festival) together last time?" Dong Qiangqiang was not in a hurry or annoyed, "I know you're going to lead a group, I'll just wait for you to leave the group, it's the same as last time, I understand."

The room was silent for a while, and Du Lan didn't answer his words.

Dong Qiangqiang only felt that Du Lan was a little weird, and was about to knock again, when the door creaked open, and a figure was hidden behind the door.

"Give me the flowers."

He watched intently, and couldn't help laughing: "Why are you still wearing a mask in the house during the day?"

Du Lan behind the door was not only wearing a mask, but also had his hair scattered in front of his forehead. He was blown lightly and fluttering by the draft beside the door. He looked uneasy, completely different from Du Lan's sassy style in the past.

A trace of resentment flashed in Du Lan's eyes, and he said in a hoarse voice: "Today's group is troublesome, I don't want you to wait for a long time, I will accept the flowers, you can go back and review quickly. Well, happy Mid-Autumn Festival!"

Seeing that Dong Qiangqiang didn't take the initiative to offer flowers, a jade hand stretched out from behind the door without a sound, and the flowers in Dong Qiangqiang's hand changed hands in the blink of an eye.

Dong Qiangqiang leaned forward with a smile: "Mr. Du, Happy Mid-Autumn Festival!"

Du Lan waved his hand inside the door, signaling Dong Qiangqiang to leave, and was about to close the door, but found that the door, which was still tightly seamed just now, could not be closed now.

Her eyes fell, and she saw the reason immediately.

Dong Qiangqiang's left foot was blocked between the door frame and the door at some point.

Before she could speak, Dong Qiangqiang pushed his right hand, and the whole person squeezed in.

Du Lan looked up, and saw a smiling face: "I came all the way, why don't you let me go without giving me saliva?"

"Hey, you...why did you come in?" Du Lan knew something was wrong, so he could only step back.

He looked around and saw that the curtains in the room were hanging high, the windows were closed tightly, and the furniture was arranged in the same position as before. He also vaguely saw the quilts on the bed in Du Lan's bedroom scattered in a ball on the bed, so he quickly looked back.

What is certain is that there is no third person in the house.

He sniffed his nose unconsciously, and there was an indescribable smell in the air, as if it hadn't been ventilated for a long time.

The windows of Dulan's house are triple-layer laminated sound-proof glass. After closing, any noise from the street will not be transmitted into the house, and the sound insulation is excellent.In other words, if the windows are not opened, the air in the house will not flow and stay fresh.

"Did I disturb you to rest?" Even though he knew that Du Lan was already awake when he came, Dong Qiangqiang still asked knowingly.

Du Lan shook his head: "No."

The voice was still full of energy, Dong Qiangqiang secretly heaved a sigh of relief, and initially judged from the voice that Du Lan should not have a fever and diarrhea.

He took a few steps to the window and opened the curtains with a smile: "Then why do you draw the curtains in broad daylight? You don't open the windows for ventilation?"

When the curtain was opened, the light entered the room as aggressively as Dong Qiangqiang.The room suddenly became much brighter.

Du Lan didn't make a sound to stop his movement, but he unconsciously took two steps back, as if he wanted to escape into the darkness of the room.

She leaned her body against the wall, lowered her head, her hair and mask covered her face, as if afraid of light.

In Dong Qiangqiang's impression, Du Lan was not a sloppy girl, so she couldn't help wondering: "Are you okay?"

"Thank you for the flowers. I'm fine. But I want to rest now, can you go out for a walk first?" Du Lan didn't mention leading the group again.

"Are you sick?" Seeing that the other party just wanted to push her away, Dong Qiangqiang was sure that Du Lan must have something, but she refused to say, so she could only walk towards her while raising her hand to touch the other party's forehead, "It's better to eat if you catch a cold." Bad stomach?"

"Don't come over!" Du Lan suddenly shouted.

Dong Qiangqiang was taken aback by her sudden shout, stood where he was, and slowly lowered his hands.

"Are you okay?" he asked cautiously, "I just care about what's wrong with you."

"I'm... fine. Now can you leave for a while?" Du Lan begged.

"If you are sick, you should go to the doctor." Dong Qiangqiang persuaded, "If it is not convenient for you to tell me, we can go to the emergency room. You tell the doctor."

Du Lan didn't speak any more.

The curtains were blown up and down by the wind that poured into the room, and the awkward atmosphere made Dong Qiangqiang very uncomfortable.

He couldn't understand why Du Lan didn't let him come to Munich last night, and drove him away after meeting today.Unable to figure it out, he moved his gaze from the curtain to Du Lan's face, just as he saw the tired eyes on the mask.

He felt he had to figure it out.

Seeing that Dong Qiangqiang was getting closer and closer to him, Du Lan's eyes were more surprised than frightened, and his voice cracked a bit: "Don't come here. It's dangerous!"

He stood still in front of her: "Then tell me, what danger do I have when I get close to you?"

"I..." Du Lan's breathing became short, and his mask bulged and deflated, as if he was hesitating whether to tell Dong Qiang the secret.

There was no sound around, and the wind stopped tactfully.

Dong Qiangqiang suddenly took her hand, only to feel that the touch was cold, as if there was no bone.

Before he could grab it, she had already withdrawn her hand.

"Don't guess." Du Lan looked frustrated, "Chickenpox. I got chickenpox last night."

"Chickenpox?" Dong Qiangqiang was stunned for half a second, and then he noticed that there were a few red envelopes half the size of the little fingernails on Du Lan's face where the mask couldn't cover them.

"Go away quickly. The doctor said (chickenpox) is an acute infectious disease. Do you understand? It's an infectious disease." Du Lan urged and threatened, "So the farther away you are from me now, the better. If you stay here again, maybe you Come on, don't blame me if you can't attend the class-free talk later..."

As she was talking, Dong Qiangqiang blinked slyly: "I thought something was wrong, it turned out to be just chickenpox."

"'It's just chickenpox'?" Du Lan's face became even uglier, but luckily there was a mask covering it, "If you can't speak, don't speak, no one will treat you as dumb."

"Everyone got it in kindergarten, how can someone your age get chickenpox?"

"I hate it! Can you blame me?" Du Lan said angrily, "A dog's mouth can't spit out ivory. Also, who do you think is old?"

"Okay, okay, I was wrong." While Du Lan was not paying attention, Dong Qiangqiang took her hand again, this time he covered Du Lan's hand with his own very seriously.

Du Lan pumped it hard, but he couldn't pull it out again.

"Aren't you afraid of infection?" Du Lan's eyes widened, with veins looming on his forehead, "The doctor said that he needs to self-isolate..."

Dong Qiangqiang smiled and put his index finger on her mask: "Last time I wanted to drive you away, but you scolded me back. This time, God must have heard my prayers and gave me such a once-in-a-lifetime equalizing opportunity. This No matter how much you scold me this time, I won't leave unless you recover from illness."

"But you're going to have an interview next week, if..." Du Lan was quite moved by Dong Qiangqiang's confession, but her rationality didn't disappear because of it. She didn't want Dong Qiangqiang to resent her because of small losses .

"Don't worry, I won't get it."

"Why?" Du Lan was puzzled by Dong Qiangqiang's determination, which was never given to her by a German doctor.

"Hey, you seem to know a lot, and you don't even know this. People who have had chickenpox usually don't get it a second time, and I have been vaccinated. With this double insurance, the chance of getting chickenpox again It’s as low as my chance of winning a lottery of [-] million euros.” After Dong Qiangqiang finished speaking, he also showed the scar left by his right arm after being vaccinated.

"Then what if..." Du Lan was skeptical.

"There is no chance!" Dong Qiangqiang comforted in a soft voice, "Even if there is, I am willing to go through fire and water for you for the sake of your first acne for my love."

"Who made love for you? Virtue." Knowing that Dong Qiangqiang would not be infected by herself, Du Lan breathed a sigh of relief, and at the same time, there was a burst of long-lost sweetness in his heart.

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