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"In fact, I think your brother must have gone somewhere to have a good time last night," Ji Yao felt his nose and deliberately said, "girlfriends are around. Christmas is such a warm thing. It's a waste not to take advantage of the dark wind to do something casual."

Lan Xi's hand holding the pen suddenly trembled and scratched a long trace on the paper.

My hands are so frozen that my writing begins to be affected.

The small face was unexpectedly a little cold, Lan Xi turned his head and said softly: "you don't want people to be like that. My brother is not a casual person. He has known that woman for less than a month, so he won't have any leisure at all. What's more, you should not use the word "gouqi" to describe my brother

These two words, put on mu Yanchen body, too bad to hear.

Ji Yao is astonished!

Her eyes are full of shock, looking at the side of the Lan River, this little girl since a few years ago to know is this picture of desolate, she knows, but as indifferent as Mu Lanxi, never used such a hard and sharp tone to talk to her.

She is Ji Yao.

Ji Yao, who is angry with her and aggrieved with her, fights and bleeds together.

After a long time, Lanxi himself also noticed a trace of maladjustment, a touch of burning bright red flashed from the pale face, she gently closed the exercise book and put it into the shelf, hoarse voice whispered: "sorry."

The soft voice combined with morbid weakness made her words more sincere. Ji Yao's tight heart also slowly expanded, but the shock was still there. After a long time, Ji Yao laughed and said in a low voice, "I know I've just said too much, but xiaolanxi, men are really lower body animals. Don't look at how noble and beautiful they are on the surface Seriously, no exception. "

Ji Yao didn't know why he wanted to talk to Lan Xi.

But she had such a feeling, very vague but very strong, that is to hold her and not let her fall into the abyss again, otherwise when something really happened, she would know that it was very difficult to recover - you see, her face is like her heart at the moment, so fragile that she can't hold on.

"Ah -" Ji Yao suddenly frowned, grabbed her hand and asked, "what's the matter with you?"

The clear water eyes on that pale face flashed twice, and an obvious flicker of water light floated up, and her eyes were warm and red. Ji Yao was shocked to see, and did not know if any words were wrong to stimulate her. Why are you crying?

Lan Xi raised his hand to cover his forehead, and his expression was slightly painful.

"It's OK," she whispered. "I have a cold. It's so bad."

The virus tormented her brain, and her nerve endings were also extremely sensitive. When she heard the uncomfortable words, her hot tears oozed out of her lacrimal glands, and her resistance suddenly dropped to nothing. She didn't feel aggrieved. She just thought that after so long, how could he not come? But the more she thought so, the more she felt that the air around her was as cold as ice, without a trace of warmth.

Hands and feet are cold, how can not slow over, Lan Xi Zheng Zheng looking at the blackboard, a tear fell in a hurry in the scarf inside.

This state continued until the afternoon, before she completely fell in the classroom, "Wang Jianjian" frowned and called her name, let Ji Yao get up to accompany her to the infirmary.

When he opened the teacher's door, he was confronted with a cold air. Lan Xi shrunk his shoulders and turned around to bring the door. Then he heard a modest cry behind him.

"Snow!" Ji Yao gazed at the sky and exclaimed in surprise, "ha ha, it's snow, it's snowing!"

This kind of exclamation immediately awakened the students in the classroom who were equally ignorant in class. Almost at the same time, several windows in the floor were opened at the same time and looked out of the window. No one could have imagined that the first snow in C city fell so heavily, like goose feathers, falling down one by one. Her classroom was on the third floor. Standing on the railing, we could see the snowflakes sticking to the whole teaching building Under the sky, the beauty is breathtaking.

Ji Yao was so excited that he took her hand: "quick, quick, let's get down quickly!"

Lanxi was stunned. The position of her temple was still jerking around. She was dragged forward by Ji Yao. With one hand, she quickly took out her mobile phone from her pocket and sent a text message to him. A few words didn't need to be thought about --

"look outside, it's snowing."

In her impression, mu Yanchen must be busy in the company at this time. No matter how big things are, he doesn't give up his work. If the floor to ceiling window in the office is really opened, the vision is very broad, and you can almost see the whole picture of city C. he must be very beautiful standing there watching the snow.

When he went downstairs, the atmosphere of yao ji's teaching was broken.

After standing outside for a long time, Ji Yao remembered that she was going to take her to see a doctor. She actually pulled her to stand here for a long time, and her face suddenly turned red. Ji Yao quickly dragged her behind, still in a daze, and then the snow girl entered the medical room.

Lanxi was sitting in a chair. The doctor looked up and down from her forehead to her hand, and finally determined that she not only had a bad cold, but also had a high fever. The cold thermometer was tucked into her armpit next to her skin. She took a small breath.Clear mobile phone short message sound soon hit, let Lan Xi Zheng Zheng Zheng Zheng.

She clamped her armpit and took out her mobile phone with her other hand. It showed that the message was from her brother mu Yanchen.

"Darling, I'll go with you."

I'll watch it with you.

Lan Xi read these words in the confusion of high fever. After reading these words for a long time, they didn't understand it. It was just a Arabian Night Dream.

It's not a weekend now How can he watch with her? The window of the infirmary was open, and the snowflakes were splashing down. She bit her lip, took out her mobile phone and typed: "can you come and watch with me now..."

Well, No.

She frowned and deleted word by word, and changed it into a new one: "I can see for myself..."

The doctor frowned and pushed his glasses to stand up. I don't know why so many students in class fell ill on the first snow day. At the moment when he got up, he saw a black, tall and straight figure walking in slowly. His deep and cold eyes were frightening and indignant His handsome face challenged the bottom line of human vision and impacted his brain and sense. The doctor immediately blushed and his heart beat. All the newspapers he held fell to the ground and stuttered: "first, sir Who are you looking for? "

Come in a hurry, his hair on the shoulder, falling full of snow.

Black and white set off, enchanting charm, a touch of streamer across the fundus of the eye, swept a doctor's eye, settled on the girl who wrapped himself up like a dumpling because of a cold.

Deep eyes gaze at her for half a second, then ask slowly: "what's wrong with her?"

Then the doctor recovered: "Oh, she I have a cold, and I have a fever. The temperature is not low. It should be because I didn't sleep well at night. This group of students is really worrying... "

She went to pull out the thermometer under Lan Xi's armpit. Lan Xi's water eyes trembled slightly, and her eyes finally moved away from muyanchen's face.

"38 degrees seven," the doctor frowned and shook the thermometer. "The temperature is too high. Do you want medicine or injection? Give the injection faster, and the fever will go away in a few hours. "

Lan Xi almost shrunk.

Last night she was just standing outside for two hours. She didn't expect it to be so serious.

"Take the medicine." A deep, magnetic voice came and made the decision for her.

Mu Yanchen's deep eyes appear a few wisps of blood, hiding her invisible pain and fatigue, he did not know how she was frozen last night? At the moment, the heart, as if it was held hard, was choked with pain. He couldn't see the scene of sharp needle piercing her skin, the frown and pain of her face, and She was disappointed again.

The doctor stopped talking and nodded helplessly for a long time. He only thought that this was a delicate young lady who was afraid of pain.

The sound of high-heeled shoes gradually faded away, and the doctor went into the room to get the medicine.

A few meters away, mu Yanchen stopped and walked slowly. Her eyes were slightly scarlet. First, she raised her hand to touch her head, and felt the amazing temperature of the hot through the thin bangs. Then she bent down and put her forehead against her. In her slight stupefied, her arm slowly dropped down and gathered her thin body in her arms.

The cold was all over the place.

Apart from such a close distance, Lanxi's misty water eyes gaze at his handsome face, and feel the scalding on his forehead is melted by his cold. It's very comfortable. Her eyes are filled with warm tears, and she gently stands up and encircles his neck.

"Why didn't you pick me up last night?" She asked in a hoarse voice.

Mu Yanchen is stiff.

But Lan Xi didn't seem to care about his answer. His burning face pressed closer to his neck socket, trying to evacuate the high temperature. With a trace of sad choking, he said, "I thought you had an accident again..."

A whole night of anxiety, now embrace him, that tension and fear gradually dissipate, like dust settled as warm, at ease.