Han also smiled self-deprecatingly. He leaned against the big tree, stared at the lights of the student apartment in front of him for a while, and then turned and walked towards the school gate.
A gust of cold wind blew by, and Han only felt a little cold on his body. He wrapped his coat tightly and pulled up the strap of his schoolbag. After walking a few steps, he sneezed twice.
It's so cold. It feels colder today than yesterday. It seems that autumn is really here.
Han also sniffed, strode away with long legs.
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In a blink of an eye, it was the last history class on Saturday morning.
The atmosphere in the classroom was groggy, and the history teacher was still speaking impassionedly on the podium.
Shen Liangyu turned his head and glanced at Han Ye who was sitting next to him. He propped his chin with one hand and put the other on the table, nodding his head for a while.
"Brother Ye, Brother Ye..." Seeing that Han was about to fall asleep, Shen Liangyu quickly reached out and gently pushed his arm and said, "What's the matter with you, you seem to have no energy these days."
"It's nothing." Han Ye was startled, and suddenly came back to his senses, he glanced at Shen Liangyu lightly, and said in a hoarse voice, "I just have a cold."
"Have a cold?" Shen Liangyu looked at him with a concerned expression and said, "Did you take your medicine, do you want me to accompany you to the school infirmary?"
"No need." Han also sniffed, and said to Shen Liangyu listlessly, "It's just a cold, I'll be fine in a few days, I hate taking medicine."
"But it's been a few days..." Shen Liangyu twitched the corners of his mouth, looked at him speechlessly and said, "This whole week, you have looked sick, and it feels like your enthusiasm for studying recently is not as high as before. gone."
"Well... don't talk nonsense..." After Han Ye replied to him in a low voice, he simply buried his head in his arm, closed his eyes and said, "No, I'm too sleepy, I'll sleep for a while, help me Look at the teacher."
"No, Brother Ye... Brother Ye...??" Shen Liangyu couldn't help but lowered his voice and called him twice, but Han Ye seemed to have fallen asleep in a drowsy state, and didn't respond to his shouts at all.
"bell-"
When the school bell rang, Shen Liangyu pushed Han Ye who was still sleeping on the table, and whispered, "Brother Ye, brother Ye, school is over."
"Hmm..." Han also glanced at Shen Liangyu sleepily, then raised his head reluctantly, and glanced at the situation in the classroom.
The history teacher is no longer on the podium, and the students around him are almost gone in twos and threes.
Only he, Shen Liangyu, and a few other students living in the classroom were left in the classroom.
"get out of class is over already?" Han Ye sniffed, and asked Shen Liangyu with a buzzing voice.
There were two abnormal blushes on his fair and delicate cheeks.
"get out of class is over a long time ago." Shen Liangyu looked at him with a worried expression and said, "Brother Ye, you don't look well, are you really okay?"
"It's okay, let's go. Since get out of class is over, I should go home and sleep for a while. I'm so sleepy." Han Ye yawned while talking, and then slowly packed his schoolbag.
When he packed his schoolbag and stood up dizzily, everything in front of him seemed to be spinning continuously.