It's good to have an imagination.
He Yunchao zipped up his schoolbag in silence, "Please help me and Qiao Qiao take a day off tomorrow."
The boy's eyes widened "Ha"
"Qiao Qiao is not feeling well, she has a severe fever," He Yunchao frowned, "Put away your head full of yellow waste, stop thinking about things every day, and leave first."
If she didn't see him when she woke up, Qiao Xiyin would be unhappy.
After saying that, He Yunchao put down his schoolbag and walked out of the room again.
"Hey, hey, hey, Brother He," the boy behind him called him, "You won't be back tonight."
"Well," He Yunchao said, "I'm going to ask the front desk for some medicine. Will the seven of you sleep here tonight? The room over Yang Lin's side is empty. Give me the room card. I'll sleep there tonight."
With so many classmates watching, it would not be good for the two of them to be alone in a room. This is the trouble at this age. There are teachers, parents, and classmates above, and everything must be guarded against.
"oh oh"
The boy said hello and asked Yang Lin to hand the room card to He Yunchao.
He Yunchao was not wrong.
When he returned to the room, Qiao Xiyin was already burning.
Although there was only thunder and no rain, the heavy rain poured on Qiao Xiyin.
She was hot all over, sweat was pouring on her forehead, and the quilt was completely thrown off.
He changed towels several times beside her, wiped her sweat, and soaked isatis root for her to drink.
She is weak now and her whole body is very fragile. It is always good to drink something hot.
The sick little girl moved around in his arms without distinction, always unwilling to drink. He had to use some special method to pass it by mouth, and then let her drink the medicine.
Seeing her like this, He Yunchao, who originally planned to go to Yang Lin's room, did not dare to leave and slept on the edge of her bed all night.
He was sleeping very lightly. It was still around four in the morning when he opened his eyes. Seeing that the little girl was already asleep and her face was no longer so hot, he turned around and went to Yang Lin's room.
At half past six, the two leading teachers and the instructor were responsible for bedtime checks.
As soon as He Yunzhao got up, the head teacher was at the door, with a hint of joking in his tone, "I heard from Yang Lin and others that you and Qiao Xiyin took leave today. She is sick, so you can take care of her."
"We have known each other since childhood," He Yunchao lowered his eyes slightly, his low mood naturally revealed, "For a while, she lived in my house, and my parents also liked her very much."
Once the parents move out, this reason is sufficient. The head teacher opened his mouth and felt that He Yunchao was convinced by this operation.
In this way, Qiao Xiyin is also a transfer student, but earlier than Qiu Yan, she came last semester. No wonder He Yunchao offered to be her seatmate as soon as she came over. However, if he said that there was nothing between these two people, the head teacher would not want to believe it.
"Okay then," he still trusted He Yunchao, "leave me your and Qiao Xiyin's phone numbers. I will contact you at any time. I said hello to the front desk and asked for takeout for lunch. Don’t go out.”
This is a remote place after all. Although it is close to the city, the city here is no different from the suburbs there. Fortunately, it's daytime now, so I can rest assured. But if something happens, it will be a problem.
Qiao Xiyin was ill, and He Yunchao really didn't plan to go out. Besides, they didn't need to go through the main entrance. So he nodded and said, "Thank you, teacher. Qiaoqiao should still be sleeping, so don't go there. She was very uncomfortable last night and it was not easy to fall asleep."
The head teacher thought for a while and smiled narrowly, "Okay, okay, I know you feel sorry for the little girl. You two, please pay attention to me and don't do anything out of the ordinary."
He Yunchao has always been a top student, and the head teacher trusts him. Qiao Xiyin, she has been alone since she was a child and is very independent. Coupled with the presence of He Yunchao's parents, the two of them had to pay attention to their sense of proportion.
He Yunchao's smile also relaxed: "No, thank you."
When Qiao Xiyin woke up, it was already past nine o'clock.
The curtains outside were half drawn, and the sky was bright at the moment, but the sunlight seemed a bit dazzling.
She stretched out her hand to cover it, but her hand was still weak. If she wanted to describe this feeling, it was probably because she had received too much energy at once and had not yet fully digested it.
This is only the first thunder disaster. This is her second tribulation, and according to Heaven's temper, there will be a second one in the near future.
Qiao Xiyin rolled over wrapped in quilt and sighed slightly.
She actually woke up once in the middle of the night. Lying in bed, she slowly recalled what happened last night. She remembered that she had lost and recovered the memory again, and she felt extremely sad.
If she survives another thunder tribulation, can she remember these things again
What on earth is Tiandao thinking? Are you kidding her by giving her memories and then destroying them? Don’t let her enter the upper world. She won’t be called Qiao Xiyin without causing a huge stir. Back then, she brought the soul of a fox into the system hall.
etc.
Qiao Xiyin stopped recalling and repeated these words, "Back then, I carried the soul of the fox into the system hall."
This is an extra memory
It turns out that her memory was not completely lost.
She vaguely remembered that there was a fox who had his nine tails cut off for her. In other words, she saved the fox later
She found the system. She had done such great things before.
Someone swiped the room card and pushed the door open.
Qiao Xiyin's room card was placed on He Yunchao after she felt uncomfortable.
Seeing her sitting on the bed in a daze, the boy raised his lips slightly and said, "Wake up."
Then he closed the door and strode towards her, "I saw there was porridge in the hotel restaurant. Do you want some?"
She said "oh" and threw herself around his waist, "I want it."
The young man has a strong waist and smooth lines, with not a trace of fat to be found. It's a bit tender and feels good to the touch.
She closed her eyes slightly, feeling sleepy again.
He Yunchao laughed and couldn't do anything to her. He held her wrist and asked, "Do you still want to drink porridge?"
The little girl had no choice but to let go of her hand and said eagerly, "Then go quickly." It seemed that breakfast was served in time, and she didn't know what time it was.
He hummed and went out again.
Qiao Xiyin lay back on the bed and checked her cell phone.
There were already 99 people in the class group, and she was going crazy.
Qiao Xiyin, it’s such a pity that Xiao Qiao is sick.
It hurts, but with He Yunchao taking care of me, I believe it will get better soon hehehe
Here’s an emoticon of Lao Hu
Omit fighting pictures and chatting, and mostly post photos taken on the road. Today's project is mountain climbing. They are at the foot of the mountain and have to walk halfway up the mountain before they have a place to have lunch.
Qiao Xiyin suddenly came out of her depression. It was good to be in the hotel. She hated climbing mountains. She was so tired.
Not long after, He Yunchao brought the porridge again, along with some side dishes.
Qiao Xiyin was really hungry. The porridge was quite thin and the rice was a little rough, so she made do with it and finished the bowl in a short time.
It was difficult to digest while lying in bed at this time, so she got out of the bed, got out of bed and walked around.
He Yunchao sat aside and looked at his mobile phone.
"Qiao Qiao." Suddenly, he shouted.
"Why"
"Last night, you withstood the thunderstorm, but you didn't ascend." After hesitating for a moment, he asked the doubts in his heart.
This is really strange. He Yunchao thought. He didn't know where he came from, but he knew very well about cultivating immortals, as if he had gone through it before. Could it be that before he entered the system, he came from the same world as Qiao Xiyin
Oh, Qiao Xiyin said he was a demon cultivator or a fox.
Qiao Xiyin didn't hide it from him. She rolled her eyes and said, "Of course I won't ascend. I cultivated the magic path."
He Yunchao reached out and rubbed her head, "That's not a demon."
"I fell once," Qiao Xiyin shook her head, "One thunderstorm is not enough."
The top priority is to force the soul of this body out of that math book as soon as possible.
Although this is not really her soul, in this world, she uses this body. If she is injured, her real soul will also be damaged.
His eyelashes moved "One more time"
This is really
"System, there is no other way"
The system sighed quietly, with a full mature look, "Chaochao, do you remember grandpa's teachings, good and bad are interdependent, misfortunes and blessings are interdependent, follow the way of heaven."
He Yunchao "Shut up."
Is it what it can call Chao Chao
"Oh, it's okay." The little girl was in a good mood after eating, drinking, and sleeping well. She walked over to him again, "Where's your math book?"
He Yunchao picked her up and held her on his lap, pointing to the schoolbag on the table, "Inside."
I brought it with me when I came here this morning. Anyway, we are here all day, so it would be more convenient to bring my schoolbag.
Qiao Xiyin raised her finger, opened the zipper, and the math book flew out of the mezzanine and floated in front of the two of them.
She supported her chin and thought seriously, "How can I get my soul out and burn it?"
"" He Yunchao flicked her forehead, "Sister Xiao Qiao, wake up. You can't come back from a book burn."
This is the soul. If you want to burn it, burn it. What will you do if it’s gone
The little girl pursed her lips and looked unhappy, "You are worried about your math book."
He Yunchao ""
"You really like math more. I'm just a useless burden to you."
She always changed her expression quickly, and as soon as she finished speaking, she sobbed softly a few times, and reached out to wipe the corners of her eyes without tears, which almost made people believe her.
He Yunchao ""
She was still looking up to the sky and sighing, "Oh my god, why is there such a thing as mathematics in the world?"
The system said "Hahahahahahaha."
The big devil is so fun. It likes to see the always calm and reserved host being blocked and unable to say a word.
He Yunchao ""
He lowered his head and bit her lips gently, sighing, "Sister Xiao Qiao is so bad."
"You know that it's because of you that I care so much about this math book."