Gao Tianyang's excellent suggestion was not accepted, he shook his head and mumbled to return the wheelchair. Jiang Tian carried Sheng Wang up the ramp.
This is one of the quietest corners of the school, with lush trees on both sides of the ramp, and flower vines stretching out from the evergreen shrub belt, long and short hanging all the way.
Sheng Wang was still a little uncomfortable, Jiang Tian didn't have to look back to know that his expression must be funny.
"Why not let it go?" he asked.
Sheng Wang moved a little and said, "Shame."
Jiang Tian doesn't understand this logic very well. He doesn't feel ashamed to fall somersaults in front of the whole school. But I can't say this, because the peacock on his back could jump off a cliff and commit suicide on the spot.
He actually knew very well that he was a little choked up, but he didn't bother to change it. Sometimes it's deliberately teasing who to play, more often it doesn't matter.
The man on his back moved again, and added: "Anyway, it's out of a man's competitive spirit."
"Where do you come from so many men's competitive spirit." Jiang Tian said calmly.
"Isn't that normal, don't you?"
"No."
Jiang Tian answered firmly. Whether it has it or not, it is impossible to follow him anyway.
Sure enough, Sheng Wang was choked for a long time, unable to speak, and then tightened his elbows and said, "You have your neck in my hands now, do you have a few lines?"
Jiang Tian was caught by him and raised his head, calmly expounded: "All of you are in my hands."
Maybe the Adam's apple slipped while speaking, making it uncomfortable for the other person's wrist. He felt that Sheng Wang was quiet for a few seconds, and let go of his hand. Not only that, but the entire upper body was lifted a little, as if to minimize contact.
Jiang Tian frowned slightly, so short that he didn't realize it himself.
"Are you tired?" Sheng Wang asked.
"You won't get tired if you move a little less." Jiang Tian said.
"Oh." Sheng Wang responded embarrassingly.
The wind was blowing from the bend, and the flower branches sticking out from the road swayed gently. Jiang Tian tilted his head away, and suddenly asked, "Are you tired?"
"Me?" Sheng Wang didn't react, and asked blankly, "Why am I tired?"
Jiang Tian turned his head slightly, and glanced at him from the corner of the light: "Are you tired with such a stiff neck?"
Sheng Wang was silent for a while, Jiang Tian turned his head back again, and his eyes fell straight ahead. He walked unhurriedly, stepping on the mottled light and shadow of the branches and vines.
After a while, the boy on his back slowly relaxed, like a hanging sloth, his chin resting on his shoulder.
Jiang Tian's eyes swept lightly to the right, and then took it back.
He suddenly remembered that he was walking in the alley outside the phoenix tree when he was a child, and the "head of the regiment" fell from the sky without warning, rolled in front of his feet, and swept past his ankle with a spiky and fluffy tail.
The feeling of this moment is hard to describe.
He only felt that time was slow and slow, and the road in front of him was long and comfortable.
There was already someone in the infirmary. The handsome male teacher with glasses was looking down and sent a WeChat message when he heard the door slam and looked up.
The male teacher is Zhuang Heng, who was dug out from elsewhere in the high school the year before. Among the middle-aged teachers in the attached middle school, he was so handsome that he was called a god by many students. Many girls desperately went to class A for him.
Sheng Wang heard a few gossips from Gao Tianyang and Song Sirui, saying that he seemed to be chasing Yang Jing, but he was more restrained, sister Jing's love cells may have died, and there was not much progress in chasing after a year.
"What's the matter?" Zhuang Heng put away his phone and strode over to give him a hand. Sheng Wang jumped off Jiang Tian's back and sat on the chair with one foot.
Sheng Wang laughed dryly and said, "I crossed the hurdles, but I was crossed by the hurdles."
"You really..." Zhuang Heng shook his head.
"Teacher, what about Teacher Lu in the infirmary?" Jiang Tian asked.
"He went to the back to help me get the medicine." Zhuang Heng said, "I'll come right away."
While talking, the fat female teacher in the infirmary came over from the corridor and handed Zhuang Heng two boxes of anti-inflammatory drugs and a plate of throat lozenges, then turned to ask Sheng Wang, "Are you sick?"
"No, my foot is sprained." Sheng Wang patted his left leg.
"I'll take a look." She squatted down and lightly pressed Sheng Wang's ankle a few times. Her technique was actually similar to Jiang Tian, but Sheng Wang didn't feel itchy and didn't hide.
"It's already swollen." She demonstrated another movement and asked, "Will it hurt to move like this?"
Sheng Wang moved up and down: "It's okay."
"What about the turn?"
"Hey—" Sheng Wang took a breath and said, "I can't turn very well."
"It's okay, no bones should be hurt." Teacher Lu said.
But she still asked Sheng Wang to go to the other side of the corridor to take a film, and then she said with certainty: "The bones are fine, just take care of them. I'll give you some medicine. These two boxes are anti-inflammatory, twice a day. A box of promoting blood circulation and removing blood stasis, three times a day. There is also an ointment, apply it in the morning and evening."
Sheng Wang looked at the drug instructions seriously, and finally asked, "Is one ointment enough? Teacher, do you want to prescribe another one for me."
The first time Mr. Lu met such a precious student, he said with tears in his eyes, "I just apply it to my ankles and a circle around it, and I don't use lotion all over my body. How can I use it so quickly."
But for the sake of the boy's likability, she still stuffed two more, and then drew a form to fill out the form.
"Teacher, shall we go first?" Sheng Wang stood up.
Zhuang Heng had been waiting there, ready to help Jiang Tian give him a hand. But I heard Teacher Lu say, "What are you running? I'll sign the form for you."
"What list?" Sheng Wang was crippled but restless, leaning on Jiang Tian to support him and jumping back.
"Can you be more honest?" Jiang Tian said, "I'll help you see."
"That won't work, I have to reserve the right to know." Sheng Wang jumped to the table and saw Teacher Lu opening a sick leave note.
He stared at the mysterious font on the slip for a few seconds, and honestly asked Jiang Tian for help: "It's over, I don't know how to read."
Jiang Tian moved his lips and said after a while, "It is recommended that students go home and rest for 15 days."
"Go home and rest?" Sheng Wang refused without thinking, "I don't, it's fine to stay in the dormitory."
"You don't what you don't?" Teacher Lu stared at him and said, "I ask you, what floor is your dormitory?"
"..." Sheng Wang opened his mouth and said embarrassingly: "6th floor."
"Oh, I think you live on the first floor. I'm so confident. If you don't go home, how are you going to go to the sixth floor? Tell me?"
He actually wanted to say that I would just jump up, but Jiang Tian would definitely not let him jump. And he didn't want Jiang Tian to climb such a long staircase with such a heavy human being on his back.
"Also, what do you do when you go to the toilet, take a shower, put on and take off your clothes? Are your roommates serving you?" Teacher Lu said unceremoniously: "The school still showers, although the floor tiles are non-slip, but what if? What should I do if the golden rooster falls independently? It’s okay to fall on the ground and hit the door, but what about falling into the pit?”
Sheng Wang quickly stopped her, touched her nose and said, "I just said a few words."
"Didn't you take care of yourself when you asked me for the ointment? Not now?" Teacher Lu said angrily.
Zhuang Heng persuaded: "It's really convenient to live at home, I listen to Yang... Your English teacher said that you live in the city?"
"Um."
Sheng Wang nodded and looked at Jiang Tian again.
The other party never spoke. At the moment when the eyes met, Sheng Wang suddenly had an intuition with no beginning and no end. He felt that Jiang Tian didn't seem to want him to go home.
But in the end, Jiang Tian still took out his mobile phone and made a call.
"What are you doing?" Sheng Wang asked.
Jiang Tian said, "Let Uncle Chen pick you up."
Zhuang Heng swept back and forth between the two: "You two really belong to the same family?"
Sheng Wang responded: "Yes."
"No wonder it's so close." After Zhuang Heng finished speaking, seeing Sheng Wang's flabby appearance, he couldn't help laughing: "If other students can take 15-day leave, they can jump up when they are crippled, how can you not? willing."
When he asked this, Sheng Wang himself didn't know why, and he didn't want to go back anyway. And by the time he realized it, it was already 5 days later.
In fact, Mr. Lu from the infirmary was right, it was much more convenient to live at home.
Auntie Sun, the nanny, made soup for him three times a day in different ways. Sheng Mingyang and Jiang Ou bought a flight to fly back that day. After that, Shengwang didn't even have to go downstairs.
What to eat and drink, Jiang Ou and Aunt Sun will bring them up, and even the fruit is washed and cut and forked. Sheng Mingyang has a rough mind, but Jiang Ou is very careful. She remembers how and when to take each medicine, and urges Sheng Wang on time.
If it wasn't for the eldest young master covering his feet with a firm attitude, I'm afraid she would have to apply the ointment herself.
Sheng Wang was very moved, but still felt that she was overreacting. It wasn't until he accidentally saw Jiang Ou staring at Jiang Tian's bedroom that he suddenly realized that she was compensating.
What she owed her son when she was a child, she is now diligently and exponentially digging out. Both Jiang Tian and Sheng Wang.
At that moment, Sheng Wang suddenly understood why Jiang Tian relented when he met her.
Replace him, he is also soft.
Sheng Mingyang still has a bit of his father's sanity. In addition to staring at Sheng Wang's feet, he still remembers to ask, "Is the school class going to fall a little further?"
This is also the question that Shengwang thought about at first.
He's not worried, it's only 15 days, even if he falls behind on the progress of a book, he can make it up quickly, but it's not that he hasn't made it up.
However, he soon discovered that he was thinking too much. The second day after the end of the sports meeting, he received the recordings sent by the teachers of various disciplines, and the content of the lectures for the whole day was included in it, and it was completely lost.
Relying on his good relationship with Yang Jing, he replied to Yang Jing when he received the English recording: Sister Jing, you didn't bring any papers to class, but you still remember the recording
Yang Jing said first: "Fuck you, your skin is itchy.
Sheng Wang laughed and said, "Thank you, teacher.
After a while, he received three WeChat messages from Yang Jing—
Yang: I'm rather careless. Actually, I didn't think to record it. It was Jiang Tianlai's office that told me. You have to thank him.
Yang: Oh yes, you two belong to the family
Yang: Even if it's my brother, remember to say thank you
Jiang Tian had no idea that he had been sold again. Sheng Wang knew that his mouth was tough, and that day, he teased him around in circles all night, and in the end he almost fell off the bed with a smile and was injured a second time.
Probably because he was too funny that day, classmate Jiang didn't pay much attention to him in the next few days, Chu Chu was frozen, Sheng Wang wanted to laugh and anxious, scratched his ears and scratched his cheeks and climbed the steps. Step down.
The phone buzzed to nearly 1:00, and it was quiet again today.
This day is the weekly test of the Affiliated High School. Shengwang does not need to take the test under special circumstances, but Jiang Tian and the others are locked in the test room all day, and they have to take the test from morning to night.
There were no recordings, no papers, and a lot of time was suddenly freed up.
Sheng Wang brushed a few sets of questions by himself, played games for a long time on the bed, watched a movie for a while, and chatted for two hours with the crab on the weekend, but he was still a little embarrassed.
Even the crab could feel his absent-mindedness and asked: Are you in a bad mood
Octagonal Crab: Wasn't it a pleasure to have a holiday in the past
stickers: don't know
stickers: can't tell
Stickers: just feel a little boring
I used to come here every time I had a holiday, but these days it was empty and I always felt that something was missing.
It was already dark outside, Sheng Wang sat at the table, his uninjured foot stepped on the table bar and slowly swayed the chair.
The evening in this season is clear and transparent, making the streets and alleys ablaze with lights. There were voices in the white horse alley, but he still felt that the surroundings were too quiet, and the second floor was too empty.
The clock on the wall pointed to 7 o'clock, Sheng Wang glanced at it, thinking that the exam at night had already started.
He exited Crab's chat box, clicked on Jiang Tian's, and shook his chair to type slowly.
Sticker: I will say no to go home
stickers: so boring
Sticker: I'm going to get moldy
He made several complaints like he was playing, but none of them were beyond his head. When the fourth article was posted, he suddenly paused.
Because the words to be sent in the chat box are too much of a brain.
He called out: what are you doing
Sheng Wang sneered at himself, muttered "Idiot?", and then deleted the words.
He stared out the window for a while, and the smile on his face slowly faded.
He suddenly realized that it wasn't that the second floor was empty, or that it was too quiet outside, but that there was one less person next door.
Strange to say, he seems to... miss Jiang Tian a bit.