Every time Gu Fei went to the pharmacy, he almost met Lao Xu taking medicine, and he began to wonder what kind of terminal illness Lao Xu had.
"Just tell me what's wrong with you," he stopped Lao Xu at the door of the pharmacy. "Get the medicine once a week."
"It's all for invigorating qi and blood," Old Xu unpacked a paper bag containing medicine for him to see, "I have all kinds of deficiencies, and I do this every time I take a third year in high school."
"Really?" Gu Fei looked at the medicine and, to be honest, he didn't even know him.
"What are you doing to lie to you?" Old Xu looked at him after he finished speaking, and then started to laugh again, "Hey, you kid."
"What are you laughing at?" Gu Fei also looked at him, "I just want to tell you the truth if you have an incurable disease. We are not your family, and there is nothing to hide."
"It's true that your body isn't very good, and it won't be a terminal illness." Old Xu patted his arm happily. "You kid, it's too bad to speak, but I'm very touched."
"Mr. Xu," Gu Fei looked at him, "Why do you, you are so tired, no one thinks about you, no one buys you."
"Who said no," Old Xu pointed at him, "you just think about me."
Gu Fei did not speak.
"Most people just go to school this time. If you miss it, you won’t have it," Old Xu said. It may not be like this... I want to try my best to let you not regret it in the future, and you can count one by one. People teachers, that's what they do."
Gu Fei looked at him and told the truth that Old Xu said things like this a lot of times. From the first year to the third year of high school, he didn't know how many times he had listened to it. .
Until now, when he heard Old Xu say this again, he felt a little different for the first time.
"Well," he replied, patted Old Xu on his shoulder, turned and walked into the drugstore, "Thanks for your hard work, Mr. Xu."
"You always come to the pharmacy, what kind of medicine to buy?" Old Xu asked after chasing after him.
"Kidney-tonifying." Gu Fei turned his head.
"... Not serious!" Old Xu sighed.
Jiang Cheng squinted his eyes and was endorsing, and he looked quite intoxicated by stepping on his chin along the chair and resting his lap on his knees.
Memorizing a book can still memorize this state, and it's pretty awesome.
Gu Fei disassembled two bottles of Shiquan Da Tonic, poked the straws and put them on the table in front of him. This person now takes an amazing amount of time to endorse, unless he stops by himself and you want to interrupt halfway, he will stare at others.
"The reason and influence of the formation of the contention of a hundred schools of thought," Jiang Cheng reached out and touched a medicine bottle, pointed at him, "Gu Fei replied."
"Politics... During the period of great social changes and great turmoil, the princes and countries are prosperous and powerful, recruiting talents..." Gu Fei subconsciously continued, "Economically...Ironware and cattle farming promotion...blablablabla."
"The increase in productivity and social and economic development have provided material conditions," Jiang Cheng glanced at him. "How sweet is this medicine today."
"Changed one," Gu Fei said, "this one is for cold prevention."
"... Why do you want to prevent colds?" Jiang Cheng was stunned, "I haven't caught a cold for a long time."
"That's why it's just a defense. You don't know if the heating stops, do you?" Gu Fei bent over and looked at him.
"I know," Jiang Yan said with a sigh, "The second model will be done soon, and it must have stopped."
"You have lived through the mock test now, right?" Gu Fei smiled.
"Yeah," Jiang Cheng nodded, "I have one mold, two molds, three molds, four, five, and sixty-eight touches..."
As he said, he stretched out his hand and touched Gu Fei's thigh to calf, "Hey my boyfriend, this straight long leg."
When he said this, his eyes were still staring at the book on the table. Gu Fei looked a little like to laugh: "Will you look at me with a little professionalism when you say this?"
"Ah," Jiang Cheng turned his head and glanced at him, "I'm so handsome, my boyfriend's handsome face... Is your hair a hairy inch again?"
"Let Li Yan fix it for me yesterday," Gu Fei twitched his forehead hair. "Brother Cheng, take an hour tomorrow and let the design director Li make a hairstyle for you, so you can cover your eyes."
"Who is the design director Tanuki?" Jiang Cheng was stunned.
"Li Yan." Gu Fei said.
Cheng Jiang paused, and leaned on the chair for a long time: "Okay, let the design director civet cat get me the same as you, so I don't have to do it all the time."
"That won't work. The shorter you get, the more you need to cultivate, or it will easily grow into a cactus," Gu Fei said.
"All right, you decide." Jiang Cheng nodded.
The communication with Jiang Cheng could only be so intertwined, and I could talk a few words before going to bed, generally speaking of the fourth sentence, Jiang Cheng fell asleep.
"I'm almost exhausted looking at you." Gu Fei put Jiang Cheng in his arms.
"It's okay, but there are too many things to memorize. I can't endorse," Jiang Cheng leaned sideways and squeezed against him.
"I regret it, I didn't have to memorize so much when I chose science," Gu Fei smiled, "The score can be higher."
"If you regret it, if you want to regret it, there will be more regrets. Why did you miss classes and fights in the past? Why did you make a surprise review half a month before the exam," said Jiang Cheng, "I have to regret it. It's over..."
"Yes," Gu Fei smiled, "Brother Cheng is right."
"Science is also annoying to do, but it's actually annoying. Until now, I gritted my teeth..." Jiang Cheng rubbed his leg, "I feel like I'm going to be nearsighted. I wore your glasses yesterday and found that it was quite clear. ."
"Don't wear it blindly," Gu Fei said, "or check your eyesight."
"No time, now I can see it anyway, it's probably exhausted..." Jiang Cheng said that there was no voice halfway through.
Fell asleep.
It was amazing. Gu Fei pulled the quilt and covered it. The first sentence was clear and his thinking was clear, but the next sentence suddenly fell asleep. jpg.
However, the small group of people in the class who are still working hard are in the same state. They don't seem to have the spirit of Jiang Cheng. At least Jiang Cheng doesn't doze off in class. Now even Yi Jing often has to lie down in class.
It feels like a few days after the first mold is over, the second mold comes.
Standing in the corridor, Old Xu watched the students in his class walk into the examination room one by one, exhorting one by one: "Relax, review the questions well, arrange your time reasonably..."
Gu Fei walked into the classroom and looked around. This time the people were sitting differently from when they were in the same model last time. They changed one at a time.
Everyone around them looked solemn, and those with good grades and poor grades all had expressions, and when they blinked their eyes, they felt that all of them were tyrants.
But when you answer the question at the beginning, the difference can be seen.
You can also start writing after reading the question, and you can tell if you will or will not, with your eyes. (End of this chapter)