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After the physics class in the afternoon, it is sports twice a week. Zhang Man had to go to the hospital for an infusion at night, so he took an evening study leave, but not including the afternoon, he still had to go to gym class.
Physical education classes are separate for men and women, led by two PE teachers. Boys and girls stand on both sides of the volleyball court in the center of the playground, separated by a large volleyball net.
Zhang Man felt a little dizzy when she arrived at the playground. She reached out and touched her forehead, as if she was still hot. She went to the equipment room to find a physical education teacher, intending to explain the situation and not participating in today's class.
Who knew that she was unlucky. When she went there, five or six girls had already asked for leave, all because of headaches and stomachaches.
The physical education teacher was black-faced throughout the whole process. When it was her turn, she didn't listen to her carefully at all. She reprimanded her for being unreasonable and not positive.
At three o'clock in the afternoon, the sun was still poisonous. The sun in September, when it gets hot, seems to really burn people.
Zhang Man stood on the playground, only to feel the sweat pouring out from his forehead. The concrete floor was scorching hot, and the hot heat was escalating through the thin bottoms of the canvas shoes. More intense sunlight hit her bare head and face, and her whole body started to heat up, as if she was about to melt into the sunlight.
She already had a fever, and yesterday she was so worried that she stayed up all night. After standing for a few minutes, her legs began to tremble, and she felt powerless again.
Zhang Man gritted his teeth, wanting to go forward and tell the teacher that he really couldn't hold on anymore, but as soon as he opened his legs, he fell to the ground with a dizzy look.
"Ah...", the girls around exclaimed for a while, and the PE teacher hurried over to see her face flushed on the ground, sweating on her side. She knew that she was really sick, so she started to worry.
She waved at the other end of the volleyball net: "There's a boy over there, take this female classmate to the infirmary!"
Before he finished speaking, he found that a boy had already run over from a distance. He was very tall, handsome and exquisite, and he looked solid.
— but he was in casts and bandages on his hands.
The physical education teacher was a little dumbfounded for a moment: "This classmate, your hand is injured, it's useless to come here."
Li Weiyi was stunned, stopped, glanced at his left hand hanging on the bandage, and pursed his lips.
He looked down, and the girl was sitting on the ground with the support of several surrounding girls. At this moment, her fair face the size of a palm was glowing an abnormal red color, and her thick flat bangs were wet with sweat. The locks are attached to the forehead.
Her lips were very chapped, slightly parted, she gasped in small mouths, her brows furrowed, obviously very uncomfortable.
The boy shook his empty right hand, the nerves in his forehead began to beat violently again, and the anxiety in his heart continued to spread.
Why did something go wrong at such a time.
At this time, several other boys came over when they heard the teacher's call, including Liu Chang, a sports committee member.
The young man glanced at Liu Chang, he was tall and sturdy, and it was perfectly fine to carry Zhang Man to the infirmary. He lowered his head in silence for a moment, then turned to leave.
- but was pulled when he was about to turn around.
Zhang Man didn't notice anyone else at this time. She watched in disbelief as Li Wei trotted over in a hurry, the surprise in her heart was far greater than everything else.
Seeing that he seemed to be leaving, she immediately struggled to stand up, stretched out her hand to grab his right arm, and let herself lean on him halfway: "Teacher, I can do it, just let him support me over there."
The boy's chest suddenly touched the girl's warm body. Before his brain could react, he quickly stretched out his right hand and fixed her waist, so that she could lean on him more stably.
No one noticed, he lowered his head, the corners of his mouth gradually curved, and the pair of beautiful eyelashes blinked twice.
Like the wings of a cicada in a summer night.
…
The weeping willow by the Shuangcheng River is at its most prosperous time of the year, and its color is a strong dark green. At this time, there is no wind, and every branch is quietly hanging to the water surface.
Because it was class time, the entire campus was so silent that only a few chirping tweets remained. The sultry heat in the air made this summer almost freeze.
The young man put his arms around her waist, and the force of his right hand lifted her up, making her lean on him with almost no effort. He followed her pace, walking very slowly.
The sun was savage, he put his right hand around her, instinctively wanting to stretch out his left to block her.
After a long while, he pursed his lips and reminded in a low voice, "...you raise your hand to cover the sun, and don't suffer from heat stroke again."
Zhang Man nodded obediently, raised his left hand and put the five fingers together in front of his forehead. The sun was too big, and she was worried that he would also suffer from heat stroke, so she stretched out her right hand and reached up, trying to block the top of his head.
It's a pity that she is so short that a few fingers almost poked the boy's eyes.
"...don't cover it for me, it's blocking my view."
"… Oh."
Zhang Man shyly retracted his hand, looked up at his tight jawline, and asked softly, "Li Wei, did you just run over when you saw me wrestling?"
When he ran over, the PE teacher hadn't called anyone yet.
"Um."
The boy's voice was a little tight, and the speed of his speech was faster than usual. There was obviously a bit of coldness in his hoarseness: "Why don't you ask for leave when you are sick."
Zhang Man felt a little itchy on his face, so he borrowed the fabric of his school uniform and rubbed his cheek, listening to his question, he answered naturally, "You know, I'm so poor in physics, if I skip class again, I'm afraid I won't be able to keep up. ."
She asked again cautiously, "Hey, Li Wei, were you hungry yesterday?"
The boy pursed his lips and nodded honestly for a long while.
Knowing that she was coming early, he got up early. She said she was coming to cook for him, and he waited at home. After waiting for her for a day, he was also hungry.
I haven't waited for a person like this for a long, long time. From morning to night, time seems to stand still.
When it was night last night, he sat in the study in a daze, unable to see anything, his whole person was irritable like crazy, and he began to think about some meaningless things uncontrollably in his mind.
- She still doesn't want to come back after all, just like those people who were courteous to themselves in the past, and then fled far away.
—Isn't he used to it for a long time, why is it that when he thinks of her like this, his heart seems to be dragged down by a dark and hostile atmosphere, unprecedentedly annoyed and irritable.
Fortunately, she didn't.
Zhang Man felt a little uncomfortable when she got the answer. She reached out and grabbed his sleeve and shook it gently: "Li Wei, I will definitely cook something delicious for you next week. I was wrong yesterday."
"Take care of yourself first." The boy's voice hardened, and he didn't look at her, wondering if he agreed.
Cross the small arch bridge to the infirmary.
In just two weeks, the two had come to this infirmary for the second time, and the gray-haired doctor still remembered them.
He pushed on his presbyopic glasses, laughed and teased: "You two little classmates think it's too boring for me to be alone, so you came to chat with me when you were injured and sick?"
Zhang Man smiled and sat down against Li Wei's shoulder. In fact, when she got indoors, the sunlight was not so intense, and she was no longer as uncomfortable as before. I just crave the fresh soap smell and warm body temperature on his body, and don't want to leave.
The doctor looked at the two with a flash of clarity in his eyes, coughed lightly, and took out a thermometer to take her temperature.
After a few minutes, the doctor glanced at the thermometer: "A little fever, have you taken medicine before?"
Zhang Man answered honestly: "Well, I had a bad burn yesterday. I spent a day in the hospital, got a drip, and took medicine."
The doctor asked again, "Do you know what medicine you took yesterday?"
Zhang Man shook her head, it was already midnight when she woke up yesterday, she was so anxious again that she didn't pay attention at all.
The doctor pondered for a while and gave advice: "You are not serious now, but your fever has not subsided. I am worried that the medicine I prescribed will conflict with the medicine you have used before. Then, to be prudent, you'd better take a leave of absence and return home. That hospital continues to infuse."
"Okay, I'll call my mom later."
…
Zhang Huifang came very quickly, saw a boy supporting Zhang Man, looked at him a few times and thanked him, and immediately pointed her anger at her.
She took her with a sneer and probed her forehead, her voice even more sarcastic: "I have to come to school no matter what, I thought about it later and felt that something was wrong. Are you so eager to learn? Is it to explain to your classmate? Zhang Man, you are really a shaft, what happened after a day or two, can people still blame you when you are sick? You deserve to have a fever and burn you to death."
Zhang Man just wanted to cover her mouth. She just explained to Li Wei that she didn't ask for leave because she didn't want to skip class. Isn't this an immediate slap in the face
She looked up at Li Wei a little embarrassedly, but found that the boy's expression did not change, his eyes drooped slightly, not knowing what he was thinking.
Zhang Man breathed a sigh of relief, he probably didn't pay attention at all.
…
Zhang Huifang came by car and took her to the hospital yesterday.
On the way, Zhang Huifang showed great interest in Li Wei: "Manman, who is the boy who was supporting you just now? He looks a bit like the star when he was young, whoever is here is a famous movie actor. that… "
Zhang Man listened to her chattering, her voice was excited, and she felt a little helpless. Zhang Huifang is a person who can't walk when she sees a beautiful man. She was like this when she was young, and she hasn't changed since then.
So later, Zheng Zhi was able to deceive her so easily. After all, that scumbag had a pretty decent appearance.
At this moment, she complained weakly: "I'm still sick."
Zhang Huifang closed her mouth and fluttered her long hair: "Yes, but Zhang Man, don't miss out on such a handsome guy. Based on my life experience, this look is superb."
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The illness was gone, and Zhang Man's cold took about a week to heal.
This Saturday, she got up at seven o'clock and went to the nearby vegetable market with her bag on her back.
The vegetable market in the early morning was very lively. This year's N City has not planned every stall in a unified way as it did later. The vegetable vendors set up their stalls scattered, and some even placed them on the side of the road.
Zhang Man thought about the dishes he was going to make, picked a bag of oil gluten, a bag of pressed meat, a bag of mushrooms, onions, and two eggplants.
After leaving the market, she saw a fruit stand at the intersection. She crouched down and picked out a few mangoes.
More than half an hour later, she arrived at Li Wei's house with her things. After ringing the doorbell for a while, he came to open the door.
Li Wei's house was air-conditioned and the temperature was very low. Zhang Man shivered as soon as he entered the door.
She was wearing an off-the-shoulder sleeveless dress today, and it was still a little cold after being blown by the air conditioner.
The teenager's hair was a little messy, and it seemed that he only got up when he heard the doorbell and opened the door for her. He was wearing a grey long-sleeved lounge suit, and because his left hand was still in plaster, the sleeves on that side were cut open, and he looked a little funny.
Seeing her shivering from the cold, he frowned: "I still wear so little when I'm sick."
Zhang Man retorted: "I'm already fine."
The young man glanced at her, his eyes were slightly cold, and he didn't speak. He turned back to the bedroom, and came out in a while with a set of clothes in his hand.
It's the same style and size as the lounge suit he's wearing, just in a different color.
He handed her the clothes and pants: "put on."
Having said that, I went to the living room to turn up the temperature of the central air conditioner a little.
Zhang Man put on his top obediently, the clothes were so big that they covered her thighs. The long sleeves wrapped her arms entirely, and the soft cotton fabric looked warm in the air-conditioned room.
Moreover, it also had the same fresh soapy smell as on him.
She looked at the pants in her hands embarrassedly: "Do you want to wear pants too?"
The boy looked down, stopped for a moment on her bare legs, and nodded.
"Then... you turn around."