Stuttering Big Boss’s White Moonlight

The eye is a snow-white ceiling, with a shallow smell of disinfectant in the air.

Cheng Chu opened her eyes slightly, feeling soreness in her hands and feet. She held her hands and struggled to sit up.

When Yu Xinlu heard the noise, he hurriedly leaned over with an anxious expression: "Chu Chu, you wake up, do you feel okay?"

"I'm fine." Cheng Chu lowered his eyes and said weakly, "Maybe I'm too tired."

She looked around and found that she was pulling a snow-white curtain next to her, which should be in the infirmary.

Yu Xinlu breathed a sigh of relief, "The doctor said the same thing. You are physically exhausted. Just wake up and drink some glucose."

After she finished speaking, there was a smirk on her face, and she came to Cheng Chu's ear and said, "Your relatives at the same table gave you glucose."

Cheng Chu glared at her, her pale cheeks flew a blush, "Don't talk nonsense."

"Oh." Yu Xinlu snickered and continued disobediently: "Quickly tell me if you are together, the kind of person who usually can't make a few words just cheered you on. "

"Also, he just hugged you when you fainted, and your hands were shaking with fright."

Cheng Chu shook his head and said in a low voice, "No."

Yu Xinlu didn't believe it, "Even if he is not together, then he must like you, what about you?"

She knows that Cheng Chu has always been popular, she is the kind of shining girl, as long as she stands there, she can attract the eyes of countless people.

The boys who liked her overtly and secretly from the school can go from their class to the gate of the school. This Gu Miao is not very good except for better grades.

But Cheng Chu was obviously different to him.

The bright spring light penetrated into the infirmary, and the white curtains were dyed pale gold.

Cheng Chu lowered his head, his butterfly-like eyelashes trembling slightly.

She moved her lips a few times and was about to speak when the curtain next to her was gently lifted.

The young man walked against the light, still holding a paper cup cautiously in his hand.

He saw that Cheng Chu was awake, and a hint of surprise flashed in his black eyes.

Upon seeing this, Yu Xinlu on the side quickly stood up and said: "Just now the teacher said that I was looking for something, I'm leaving now."

With her back to Gu Miao, she winked at Cheng Chu, but her mouth was serious: "Chu Chu, take a good rest."

The door of the infirmary was gently closed, and the room was quiet.

The square curtain seemed to outline a small world, and the breath between each other seemed to be clearly audible.

The girl's eyes were clear, and his figure was shining brightly. Gu Miao lowered her eyes shyly, and took a few steps forward and handed her the paper cup in her hand.

The juvenile’s fingers are well-knotted, and the nails are trimmed into neat and clean arcs. Even if they just hold an ordinary paper cup, they are equally pleasing to the eye.

Cheng Chu blinked and whispered, "I don't have any strength in my hands."

Her voice was soft and soft, but Gu Miao's heart tightened. His hand holding the paper cup trembled. He looked at the girl Qing Lingling's eyes, and said with difficulty, "I, I'm going to find a straw. "

Cheng Chu looked at the figure he lifted out of the curtain and curled his lips helplessly. Is this person a wood? Why doesn't he understand what she means.

And why does the infirmary have something like a straw?

A warm wind drifted out of the window, and the corners of the cloth curtains were gently blown.

After a few minutes, the boy ran in panting, holding a long plastic straw in his hand.

He took a few steps forward, put the straw into the cup, held the paper cup in one hand, and brought the nozzle to Cheng Chu's lips with the other.

Cheng Chu held the straw and took a sip.

The temperature of the glucose water is just right, like a bright March day in the sea, with a slightly warm temperature.

She raised her eyes and looked at the boy in front of her.

He always kept a safe distance from her, holding a cup in one hand, a few drops of sweat on his forehead ran across his pale cheeks, flowing through the Adam's apple, and slowly disappearing into the school uniform.

Cheng Chu drank half a cup before raising his eyes and said, "Why are you so far away?"

Gu Miao pursed her lips and raised her eyes to look at her, her dark eyes showing a somewhat bewildered look.

"You sit here." Cheng Chu pointed to the seat where Yu Xinlu was sitting, and said gently.

"Oh, oh." He responded, expecting Ai Ai to take a few steps forward, and then he sat on the chair.

He is very different from the one who just held the trumpet.

But Cheng Chu looked at him with his eyes downcast, his thin but tall body squeezed into a small chair, and he bent slightly to drink glucose water for her, looking very pitiful.

A smile appeared in her eyes, she drank the glucose water in the cup in one breath, then got up and said: "Let's go, go back to the playground, I'm fine."

Gu Miao frowned, looked at her disapprovingly, and whispered: "At the break."

"It's okay, it's much better after drinking glucose." There was a slight smile on her slightly curled lips, she didn't look tired just in bed.

Gu Miao pursed her lips.

She didn't know how scared she was when she fell on the runway just now.

On the noisy playground, his heart suddenly squeezed, and the shouts surging in his ears disappeared in an instant, and the world suddenly became very small, so small that he could clearly hear the tumbling flow in his body. His blood has coagulated in general.

In the small square world, the girl's eyes looked like the bright sunshine in the afternoon, she looked up at him, her voice was extremely gentle.

"Today's sports meeting is sure that many people are uncomfortable, and it is not good to occupy a bed."

Gu Miao felt that his heartbeat had missed a beat out of thin air, and he lowered his eyes, and slammed into those eyes that always made his heart sway and couldn't help himself.

He seems to have never been able to resist her, and sometimes just an understatement, he is willing to bend his spine, lose his dignity, and have no bottom line to do anything for her.

"Let's go, okay?" Seeing him down, the girl stepped forward, reached out and grabbed the corner of his clothes, and shook it slightly.

Gu Miao's fingers trembled, and almost the next second, he lowered his eyes and said dumbly, "Okay."

The infirmary was in the administrative building, and the corridor was very shady. The two walked side by side, and the slight footsteps echoed in the corridor.

The infirmary in the playground is actually quite far away. Cheng Chu thought of Yu Xinlu and said that it was Gu Miao who carried her over.

She was a little flustered inexplicably, and she had eaten a little bit recently. Would he think she was heavy?

In the silent corridor, Cheng Chu hesitated and raised his eyes, then ran into those dark eyes.

The light was bright, like a little star in his cold eyes.

"That." Cheng Chu pursed his lips and asked hesitantly: "Am I very heavy?"

"What, what?" Gu Miao thought he had heard it wrong.

"Yes." Cheng Chu's beautiful peachy eyes were a little shy, "Yes, Yu Xinlu said that I just fainted and you carried me over. Am I very heavy?"

Gu Miao's steps were slightly suffocated, and he couldn't help but think of the scene just now.

The girl's body was soft, as light as a ball of cotton, and her white face was softly leaning against his chest.

He held her tightly and walked through the crowded playground. There was no sweat on the girl, only a fresh and light fragrance, accompanied by the fragrance of flowers that bloomed in early March, drifting into his nose.

The heart rushed like he didn't belong to him. The moment he broke into the infirmary and put the **** the bed, he looked at her closed eyes, and he was thankful that she was not awake yet, so that he would not notice. My own abnormal heartbeat.

There is no light in the corridor, with the dimness that is not spring.

Gu Miao's hand on his side rubbed slightly, and she couldn't help but recall the feeling of the girl leaning against him.

He lowered his eyes and looked at the girl's faintly twinkling eyes, a trace of self-loathing in his heart.

He couldn't help but think of the first spring dream he had when he was young. In the charming dream, she was so softly leaning against his arms, but the soft boneless lotus arm was wrapped around his neck, and his face was glowing. Faint blush.

Gu Miao closed her eyes and tightened her cold eyebrows, forcing herself to stop thinking about that fragrant dream.

But Cheng Chu misunderstood.

She narrowed her mouth, her tone aggrieved: "Is it really heavy? Maybe I should lose weight."

"Not heavy." Gu Miao interrupted suddenly.

His voice was low, and he murmured and emphasized: "Very soft."

A small ball of light fell on his heart, so sweet that his heart broke through a small hole, and the wind blew but there was an astringent pain.

Cheng Chu laughed happily after hearing what he said, whether it was a lie or not, it made people happy to hear it.

The peach blossoms outside the administrative building are blooming just right, and petals are mixed in the swaying spring breeze.

Cheng Chu looked at him sideways.

The handsome boy walked beside him, his stern eyebrows stretched out, those silver-rimmed eyes were set on the high bridge of the nose, and the black and stern eyes seemed to fall into the bright spring.

He is very good-looking, not the kind that makes one look amazing, but he is very good-looking.

Cheng Chu looked at his side face, her calm heart seemed to have fallen into a small pebble, the ripples rippled slightly, and she suddenly felt that her heart was beating a little fast.

Suddenly drove into a car on the narrow path, and the two hurriedly walked aside to make way.

I don’t know if it’s been too long. Cheng Chu just recovered some of her body weakness. She leaned on the trunk of the road and looked at the taillights of the car going away, and said, "Wait a minute, let me catch my breath. ."

Gu Miao's heart panicked suddenly, and he said anxiously, "Or, go back and take a look."

"No need." Cheng Chu shook her head. She walked a few steps, leaning her head on the boy's shoulder.

"Let me rely on it," she whispered.

The boy's body froze, the hand beside him trembled, but a cluster of fireworks exploded in the bottom of his heart.

Cheng Chu is tall among girls, but it only reaches Gu Miao's neck. At this moment, she lowered her head slightly, just leaning on his solid shoulder.

The distance between her shoulders and the heart was so far, but why did she still hear the heartbeat that was so turbulent as to burst?

The young man's body smelled of fresh washing powder, clean and clear, dangling in the March spring breeze, Cheng Chu's heart was beating wildly.

On the camphor tree by the side, a bird leaped on the branch.

Time seemed to be slow and slow all of a sudden, Cheng Chu listened carefully, and the heartbeats of himself and the boy were slowly intertwined. Gradually, they couldn't tell who was fast and who was slow.

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