Clinging President – My Girl, I Want You

Alice's buttocks were injured and she couldn't move. She could only lie on the bed.

Pear yarn to her buttocks medicine, see the traces of blood dripping, tears beans big fall.

Alice couldn't bear to say, "Mommy Don't cry. You'll be fine in two days

"You are a girl. What if you leave a scar? It's all your father's fault. You should have laid such a heavy hand on it

"Daddy's right. After all, I didn't do it right this time."

"Tell me the truth, is that true? You are indeed impatient, but you are not a naughty person. How can you play with other people's feelings? If you are such a person, I can't see that you have been my daughter for more than 20 years? "

"Mommy If you don't like it, you don't like it. There's no explanation. "

"Alice..."

Lisha wanted to say something more, but she had already got into the bed.

"All right, all right. I'll have a rest. Don't ask me to eat. I don't have an appetite right now

Pear yarn listen to words, helpless shake her head, had to put the ointment in the bedside table, reluctant to leave.

And Jane was still sitting on the sofa, unable to recover for a long time.

Lisha knew that he was in a complicated mood at the moment, without any words, but hugged him tightly from behind.

……

Alice was injured and recuperated at home for about five days. Finally, she was able to get on the bench.

Jane also gave orders to her, if there is such a thing, it is not as simple as the buttocks bloom.

She was perfunctory and didn't know when she would fall in love next time.

I just hope I can meet someone I like, just

The other person likes his own.

She went back to school.

At noon every day, I don't have to rush to Wenshi group, nor do I often open my mobile phone and try my best to call him.

bare a leaf before the tree. She pretended to be a novelty. He called him and said that the plane tree of the Wutong tree had fallen off, and now it was bare.

She was full of joy and vexation.

Feel like a person really, want what reserve.

People live for just a few decades. When they are young, they are not impulsive. When are they impulsive?

She didn't like to be bound, timid, forward-looking.

Like, she strides forward.

When I was young, Qian could catch up with her sooner or later.

Unexpectedly, he himself split a natural moat.

She fell like a cliff.

"Alice, how come you've been idle lately, not making phone calls and running out?"

"I want to do my thesis well. If my grades are too bad, I will lose my family's face."

She said, pretending nothing.

Her face is still brimming with a brilliant smile, but a heart seems not to be happy and relaxed before, as if by something invisible pressure, some breathless.

"Ah Mr. Wen? "

Just then, someone exclaimed.

Alice heard the voice, her heart trembled slightly, and immediately looked up at the past.

Wen Youqian and the headmaster walked together. He didn't know what he said. The headmaster laughed.

They came face to face, and it was difficult for her to escape.

Four eyes meet, the air seems to become a bit strange.

She held the book tightly, her little hands clenched into fists.

His eyes also light toward her, inside as usual calm.

She touched, just like being beaten by electricity. She quickly took back her eyes and pulled her classmates to speed up her pace.

The headmaster was so old-fashioned that she didn't notice it until Alice passed by.

"Well, isn't this your little girl friend?"

The headmaster specially put on the presbyopia glasses on his neck, looked at his back, and was very sure.

"Don't be kidding, headmaster. It's all for fun."

He said faintly.

"Is it? Why do you suddenly think of visiting me today? You are not willing to stay in the office. On such a cold day, you have to pull me out. Isn't it for the sake of seeing this girl? I'm sorry for this bone, but I'm still struggling with you, a young man. "

The headmaster is too clever to see through.

He kind smile, understatement of exposed, also do not want to let Wen Youqian sweep face.

Wen Youqian's eyes are slightly deep.

"I No

He was hard and heavy to spit out these three words.

The principal waved his hand, did not continue to ask questions, but with a smile diverted other topics.

After Alice left, she was still unable to calm down for a long time.

Originally thought, these days do not read do not want, even dream did not have this person.

She thought she had almost forgotten, and it was not so difficult to forget a person.

But when he stood in front of him and looked at himself, she felt that she was dying.The heart hung in my throat as if it would jump out at any time.

The brain is lack of oxygen, the whole body is stiff, and the hands and feet are cold.

These symptoms remind her that it's not so easy to forget someone.

"Alice, what's the matter with you?"

Students see that she is not right, some worried inquiry.

She saw a different flush on her face and touched her head.

"You have a fever. Your forehead is very hot."

"Ah? Really... " She suddenly sneezed and felt her head. She found that she really had a fever. Maybe she was sleeping too hard last night, kicking the quilt and freezing.

She said goodbye to her classmates and went to the clinic alone.

"Cough..."

She coughed and finally came to the infirmary.

The doctor took his temperature, but unexpectedly it reached 40 degrees.

"You lie down quickly. It's burning a little bit."

"I was fine before, how suddenly..."

Her voice is getting smaller and smaller. She only feels that her head is heavy and her feet are light. Her eyelids are like being filled with lead.

Then she fell straight into the hard single bed.

Time passes by.

She had a long and long dream, in which there was nothing but darkness.

She walked very tired, but did not dare to rest.

The body is constantly sweating, clothes are wet by sweat, gradually become heavy.

But soon, it seems that someone wiped the sweat on her body, making her whole person relaxed a lot.

The forehead is also cold, and the palm is constantly cold, a little to dissipate the body's heat.

How comfortable

She couldn't help rubbing her face.

And now.

Wen Youqian is wiping the sweat on her forehead, but she doesn't want her small hand to grasp his big cold hand and stick it on his hot cheek.

"Good ice, good comfort..."

Wen Youqian is helpless.

When she met her classmate, she was absent-minded and left the clinic.

She was burning so badly that she was worried, so she stayed by her side.

One side of the school doctors have to sigh, this wipe sweat speed is more diligent than the doctor.

Heat dissipation is fast, and patients who are good can also be faster.

He blushed a little, tried to draw his hand, but found her holding tightly.

He continued to exert himself, but did not want her to cry out childishly.