It was raining heavily outside and the weather was cold and gloomy.
At this time, it was a little after eight o'clock, and because it was raining, it was impossible to get a taxi.
Jiang Ting carried Yan Nian on his back, and her body kept sliding down. He lifted her up.
Yan Nian was wearing Jiang Ting's coat, and the hood of the coat was also buckled on her head.
And he, wearing a thin shirt, carried her on his back and ran to the hospital on a rainy night.
"Hey girl, don't fall asleep, do you hear me?"
"..." Yan Nian behind him was quiet and rarely obedient.
Jiang Ting doesn't like her current obedience at all.
He wanted her to yell at him with all her teeth and claws.
He ran quickly towards the nearby medicine, talking to her behind him as he walked.
"Yan Nian, you stupid girl, can you hear me? Huh?"
“…”
Yan Nian had already fallen asleep, her head was heavy and her ears were buzzing. Who was talking to her? The voice was nice, gentle and caring, like a big brother who gave people a sense of security.
But what to do, she just wants to have a good sleep now...
…
Arrived at the hospital.
The doctor gave Yan Nian an intravenous drip, and Jiang Ting sat beside the bed, watching over her.
He was soaked all over, and there was a layer of water droplets hanging on his short dark hair, which fell to the ground "tick-tock-tock" along the broken hair on his forehead.
He didn't bother wiping his hair and stared at Yan Nian sleeping on the bed for a moment. He sighed, took her little hand over, put it in his palm and shook it.
After thinking about it, I felt that this posture was not appropriate, so I pursed my lips and stuffed the little hand back into the quilt.
I don't know how much time passed, but Yan Nian finally woke up.
However, he was confused and bleary-eyed, and he still couldn't come back to his senses in his sleep, "Where is this..."
"Hospital, you have a fever, thirty-nine degrees."
"Well, I don't like the hospital... I want to go home... go home..." I cried as I spoke.
"Well, after I finish this bottle of intravenous drip, I'll carry you back."
Jiang Ting stood beside the bed and responded softly, looking through the blue glass curtain. The sky was getting darker now, but it didn't seem to be raining outside.
Yan Nian nodded with satisfaction, stopped crying, and fell asleep again...
The sky is dark and the earth is dark.
By the time I finished the IV drip, it was already half past nine.
The doctor took Yan Nian's temperature again. It was thirty-seven degrees five, still a bit of a low fever.
"Why don't you stay until tomorrow and then leave?" the doctor said to Jiang Ting.
"No, this girl doesn't like the hospital. I'll carry her back."
Seeing his determination, the doctor nodded, "That's okay. Go back and let her have a good rest. Make her some millet porridge and don't eat greasy food."
"good."
Jiang Ting carried Yan Nian back.
Yan Yuming and Ma Xueyan haven't gone back yet, so the dinner will probably end around ten o'clock.
After a hard night, he was almost exhausted, so he carried her to the bedroom, put her on the bed, and let her sit.
"I'll take off my shoes. Sit down."
“…”
Yan Nian lowered his little head, bit by bit like a quail.
She is so sleepy...
Jiang Ting knelt down on one knee, took off her shoes, and was about to get up when his lips suddenly felt hot.
The girl's fragrance, light and soft, just came through.
Jiang Ting was stunned, like a petrified statue.
At this moment, time seems to stand still.
When he came to his senses, the instigator had already fallen straight onto the bed in a "big" shape.
Jiang Ting: "..."
This is his first kiss.
Now, it has been snatched away by a young girl.
What she took away, it seemed, was not just his first kiss.
Whatever he had been holding on to for a long time became lighter with this kiss.
Jiang Ting pursed his lips and looked at Yan Nian, who had fallen asleep.
Her face was red and her breathing was a little short, she was just such a heartless girl.
But in Jiang Ting's heart, the person Yan Nian and the word Yan Nian were like seeds that burst out of the ground, occupying a deep-rooted place in his heart.
There is something that ferments a little bit, then blooms and bears fruit...
He had never looked forward to the day of results so much.
…
Yan Nian slept a whole night and felt refreshed the next day, and his head didn't hurt at all.
She felt that she was the kind of person with extremely strong recovery ability, an invincible Xiaoqiang with tenacious and unyielding vitality.
Turning to look out the window.
Light and shadow overlap.
It seemed to have rained last night, but the sun was out this morning. The sun was shining brightly, and it felt warm and comfortable on the body. It was so comfortable that Yan Nian stretched out his body, squinting his eyes slightly like a cat. .
Ma Xueyan knocked on the door and came in.
Come and ask Yan Nian to eat and put her clothes on the bedside.
"Mom, what time did you get back last night?" Yan Nian asked as he changed his clothes.
"It's past ten-thirty. When we came back, you were already lying on the bed and sleeping. What's wrong?"
Neither Ma Xueyan nor Yan Yuming knew about Yan Nian's fever.
"fine… "
Somehow, Yan Nian felt that she vaguely remembered where Jiang Ting seemed to be carrying her on his back.
Where have you been
My brain doesn't hurt anymore, but I can't think of anything.
Then he went back to school and went to Jiang Ting, who explained that she had a fever yesterday.
"That's it, then thank you for carrying me to the hospital!"
"You said it yourself, you don't like hospitals."
"Really? Did I say that?" Yan Nian scratched his neck, "Haha, I forgot..."
Jiang Ting frowned, "Do you really not remember what happened last night?"
"What happened? Should I remember?"
Those innocent and clear eyes, free of impurities and pollution, are full of words -
I really don't know anything.
Seeing how nervous she was, Jiang Ting knew that she must have completely forgotten about her kissing him last night!
"You are not allowed to have a fever again!"
"Damn it, is there something wrong with you? Do I want to have a fever? You still control me when I have a fever!"
"What I mean is, you are not allowed to have a fever in the presence of outsiders."
Nani? ?
Yan Nian really wanted to roll his eyes at Jiang Ting.
This person must have been a Tang monk in his previous life, but he liked to preach to her, and now he has to scold her even if she has a fever.
To sum up, Yan Nian:
"You, brain, son, have, bubble!"
After saying that, Yan Nian ran away.
She didn't dare to run away, fearing that Jiang Ting would beat her up.
He ran back to his class.
It's time for get out of class to end now. Classes 2 and 3 are noisy, with people talking, playing, and singing. The discipline is very chaotic.
Ding Baoyi pulled Yan Nian to sit down and winked at her, "Hey, you know this is the autumn sports meeting this Friday, I signed up the women's 1500 for you!"
"What the hell-"
"Don't be impatient. Zhang Tianzhu has made it clear that all students who participate in the sports meeting have the right not to clean the classroom for half a semester!"
"Oh, that's okay."
Yan Nian's breath went down and he held his cheek with one hand.
"But why don't you sign me up for a shot put?"
"The quota for shot put throwing is full, and the quota for discus throwing is also full. Just take a rest!"
Does Ding Baoyi know what Yan Nian has in mind
Ever since he was in elementary school, Yan Nian had spent 100 million brain cells trying to avoid going to school.
At that time, it was said that the shot put was too heavy and my arm was dislocated when throwing the shot put. I had to rest for ten days and a half, so I didn’t have to go to school!
"Okay, 1,500 is fine. When the time comes...hehe, I'll just say my legs are cramping!"
"I knew you were this kind of person, so I decisively offered you 1,500."
"Good sister!" Yan Nian patted Ding Baoyi's shoulder vigorously and smiled happily.
(End of chapter)