Those Days of Saving The School Heartthrob

Ji Mingyue was held by Lin Feng, and his cheeks naturally felt Lin Lin's chest. He was confused, remembering that he had just vomited, and he reluctantly turned his head to keep his face and Lin Feng's clothes a little distance.

Lin Feng looked down and said, "It's all right, you lean on."

Ji Mingyue retched again, opened his mouth, and didn't know if he said, "I, I want to vomit."

"It's okay." Lin Feng repeated, using both hands to hold Ji Mingyue. At this time, the arm behind his back was turned upside down, reaching out and poking Ji Mingyue's face lightly. .

Ji Mingyue is very uncomfortable now. He was poked like this for a moment, but he wanted to laugh involuntarily. He obediently leaned over his face, buried in Lin Feng's chest, and listened to Lin Chao while discussing with Yang Chao.

Lin Fengdao: "Teacher, he looks very serious. Can I take him to the hospital?"

There is a school hospital in the school, but because the experimental high school is not a residential system and the equipment conditions are limited, generally it can only cure headaches, brain heat, and bruises. Yang Chao also knew this, and quickly nodded: "Okay, I will be with you When the child goes to the school gate, there is no need to give the doorman a fake note. "He glanced back." Others don't follow, all go back to class! "

Although the students in class two and six returned, but now all the classes lined up to return to class, when the playground was the most crowded, when Lin Feng had just stepped on the stage as a student representative, the school uniform was rushing in the torrent, the whole school Everyone could recognize his prominent black and white suit.

"Well, isn't that Lin Feng? Where is he going?"

"Princess hug? Who is the man in his arms?"

"It seems to be sick, to the hospital? Men and women?"

"Lin Feng walked too fast, and the man was still leaning in, he couldn't see his face ..."

"It's not a man, it looks ambiguous ..."

"Isn't it Hu Xun who is holding you? Lying down, is this the true love of our school grass?"

...

At the gate of the school, Yang Chao ran to tell the guard, and Lin Feng was quickly released. Lin Feng held Ji Mingyue and stopped a car. He put the person in the back seat as gently as possible and lay down. He took the co-pilot and said to the driver, "I can take the classmate to the hospital. Can you drive fast?"

The taxi driver glanced back a bit worriedly, probably because Ji Mingyue vomited to his car, Lin Feng also looked back at Ji Mingyue and said, "If he vomits me, let's go."

The taxi was finally launched. Ji Mingyue was lying on the back seat side by side, and he felt weak. When the car started, his body shook with inertia. He almost rolled down from the back seat and was helped by Lin Feng from the front. live.

Ji Mingyue opened his eyes dimly, just looking at Lin Feng's eyes. Lin Feng raised his hand and gently squeezed his face for a long time, saying, "Sleep if you can sleep."

In his black eyes, there was a gentle trembling in his heart.

Ji Mingyue blinked and closed his eyes obediently. In fact, he doesn't necessarily want to sleep much now, but just wants to keep Lin Feng's gentleness in this moment for a long time in his vision.

Maybe it was really tired. When Ji Ming closed his eyes, he thought clearly "I'm so uncomfortable, I'm not sleepy at all", but after closing my eyes for a while, he fell asleep. past.

When he woke up, he was already in the hospital with drips on his hands.

As soon as he moved his hand, he felt cold and cold because of the dripping liquid, and Lin Feng pushed in the door from the outside, still holding a hot water bottle from somewhere.

The outer part of the hot water bottle is almost a layer of large red flannel, which looks terribly soiled, but when it is stuffed under Ji Mingyue's hand, the soft ironing feeling flows from the wrist to the All limbs and bones, after a while, followed warmly.

Lin Feng saw Ji Mingyue staring at the hot water bottle and explained: "Ask the doctor to borrow it, and he said there is no better."

"No, no," Ji Ming said more, only to find that his voice was a little dumb. "This is just fine."

"Are you still upset?" Lin Feng reached over and tried his forehead. "The doctor said it was acute gastroenteritis. Did you eat something?"

"In the morning, I saw that I was late. I just picked up a caterpillar's bread and a jar of yogurt from the shelf. I was too anxious and didn't look at the production date." Ji Mingyue thought, "Maybe some of them have expired. ... "

"... Yogurt is very bad now, don't you taste it?"

"Isn't it going to be late at first sight." In addition to encountering that perverted yin and addicted to his deserved taste ... but this point, the more difficult it is for Ji Ming to open the teeth, and omitted directly, "behind I hurried to the playground and ate everything while running. After eating, I immediately stuffed it in the trash can. I should not be able to watch it now. "

"I haven't tasted the expired food, and I'm still eating with the wind ..." Lin Feng hated him with a stubborn face, "Isn't he having a stomachache?"

"I'll do it this time ... Oh!" Ji Mingyue said halfway, and there was a burst of sour water in his stomach. He immediately raised his other hand to cover his mouth, and looked around anxiously.

Lin Feng immediately reacted and he wanted to throw up again, dragging a trash can at the end of the bed, stroking Ji Mingyue's back and letting him lean on him.

Ji Mingyue drew Lin Feng's clothes and kept retching, because he hadn't eaten anything in the morning, and now he was vomiting, and the last thing he spit was acid water.

Lin Feng looked as if he had finished vomiting, wiped his mouth with a tissue on the bedside, and helped him back to the bed: "Are you better?"

"Generally ..." Ji Mingyue replied in a daze.

Lin Feng turned around and poured him a cup of hot water, and put it next to the nightstand: "It's still hot, drink it later."

Ji Mingyue followed his movements and glanced at him, only to find Lin Feng's clean and tidy suit, the piece of clothing from his chest to his waist, which has now been scratched and scratched by himself, wrinkled, It's no different from pickles.

He felt guilty, raised his hand and tried to use the sleeve to give Lin Feng a hand, but Lin Feng patted his hand lightly. He froze and said, "Sorry, I didn't mean it ..."

Lin Feng squeezed his mouth and said, "It's because I don't want to stain your sleeves and apologize for anything."

Ji Mingyue took a closer look, only to find that Lin Feng's chest seemed to have a water stain on it, and he did not know whether it was the drool that he had picked up or what, because it was wrinkled because of wrinkles. .

His lips were still pinched by Lin Feng's cool fingers, and his face was slightly reddish, hummingly trying to speak.

Lin Feng said, "No apologies."

Ji Mingyue looked up at him, his clear red eyes blinked, and he nodded superbly.

"..." Lin Feng coughed, staggered his eyes, loosened his hands, and went to the bedside table to get the cup of hot water. "... It's almost ready to drink now."

Ji Mingyue took a cup of water and took a sip slowly, his eyes bent: "Thank you."

"..." Lin Feng reached out and rubbed his hair, said slightly uncomfortably, "Thank you for not apologizing. What are you talking about?"

Ji Mingyue said with a smile: "You don't want to be so thin-skinned, you should say thank you, of course. Will you feel uncomfortable wearing this clothes? Would you like to go home and change?"

"No, I'll wipe the paper first." Lin Feng said, not minding, "Go home for at least an hour, you can't be alone."

"I'm not seriously ill, right," Ji Mingyue looked around, suddenly remembering something, struggling to sit up, "is this a single ward? Did you pay the money, did you pay me for a while ... "

"Pay it." Lin Feng pushed him back into the quilt, and put his hand back on the hot water bottle. "I've finished it, don't ask, just lie down and sleep."

"But you ..."

"Where can there be so many?" Lin Feng held his face and smiled, "It's finally the day when I won't say hello and pay you money."

"..."

Ji Mingyue looked at the folds, water stains on Lin Feng's chest, and a light but sincere smile on his face, and suddenly realized something.

From the moment he was born again, determined to "save" Lin Feng, their relationship was unequal. His "salvation" is accompanied by endless giving and gifts. Although Lin Feng never blame or hurt Ji Mingyue in turn because of his soberness, the pressure he bears is self-evident.

These things are destined to put the balance of the two people in an extremely imbalanced state.

But ... Lin Feng seems to have been working hard.

From trying to find another part-time job, to no longer paying tuition fees when he has the ability, to the joke-like "I have no day to say hello to pay for your money", he always insists, trying to make the tilted balance a little bit Overweight, I came back, never gave up.

What happens if their balances wait until one day?

Ji Mingyue felt the slight coolness brought by Lin Feng's fingertips on his cheek, and admitted in his heart--

He was actually looking forward.

Ji Mingyue stayed in the hospital for a day, and Lin Feng stayed with him for a day at the hospital. By night, Ji Mingyue felt better and told Lin Feng: "If you can get up tomorrow, go back to class."

When he woke up the next day, he felt that he was in good condition. It was more than six o'clock. Although the morning study might be late, the morning class should be too late.

Driver Chen came to pick them up and sent them to Lin Feng's house first, let Lin Feng go up to change clothes, take a combat bath, and then sent them to the neighborhood where Ji Mingyue lived, so that Ji Mingyue also changed clothes and took a bath.

With such a set, the first class is about to be late. Ji Mingyue ran to the teaching building and complained to Lin Feng casually: "This is so troublesome ..."

He thought that "being late again" was the biggest worry in front of him. What he didn't expect was that he hadn't come to school in one day, and the rumors had changed.