3 shaku

On the seventh day, the military training results of each class will be reviewed in the morning, and the scene of the military training night will be arranged in the afternoon.

At [-] o'clock in the evening, the school field was full of people. Tonight, everyone sat freely. Many people joined the class. Most of the people who sat together were couples. The teachers and instructors turned a blind eye.

Each class has a performance program, and the students start preparing for it one month before the military training.

(7) The program of the class was drawn at the back, and everyone went to play separately, leaving Song Shu and Shen Xizhou to take care of the chairs and various sundries left behind by a group of people.

Song Shu leaned on Shen Xizhou's shoulder, poked the back of her hand, and said in a tired voice, "I'm going home tomorrow."

After finishing this sentence, there is no more text.

Shen Xizhou found that she was not in the right state, and asked her: "Are you sleepy? You sleep for a while, and I will wake you up when we arrive."

After a long time, Song Shu let out a breath of heat: "Why are you so kind to me?"

She struggled for an answer for countless days and nights, and only tonight did she have the courage to ask the first why.

"Where is it good?" Shen Xizhou persuaded.

Song Shu's eyelashes drooped: "Very gentle and caring, obviously it should be the teacher who treats the students well."

Shen Xizhou covered her hand, with slender finger bones and clear lines: "There is no express rule that teachers should treat students well, I think you are special, I am willing to treat you well, even if we are not teachers and students, I will treat you like this. "

Her tone was too sincere, but she couldn't find any trace of ambiguity. Song Shu didn't dare to ask any more, fearing that her sincerity would be leaked, she closed her eyes and fell into a dreamland full of heart turmoil.

At the same time, in Guangdong Province, the Association Hospital.

"Doctor Jia, when can I go home?" Ran Chenwan sat between the white quilts, his face pale.

Jia Lan put his hands in the pockets of his white coat, and cast his eyes on her face coldly through the gold-rimmed glasses: "If you need it, you can do it right away, but my suggestion is to stay in the hospital for observation for a few days, and wait until the injury is stable." Then go home and rest."

"Doctor Jia..." Ran Chenhun leaned back, the gunshot wound in her abdomen caused heart-piercing pain, she raised her lips and smiled, like a demon knife drawn out of its sheath, forcing Jia Lan to restrain her edge. "You are very hostile to me?"

Outside the house, trees and utility poles were uprooted, and the rainwater shot at the glass like bullets, bursting into pools of water with a bang.

Jialan pursed her lips coldly, Ran Chenhun was a flower whose stems and thorns were poisoned, fascinated Shen Nanfeng fascinated.

If it wasn't for the doctor's professional ethics that made her restrain her inner impulse that night, she would rather let the injured person die on the operating table than rescue him from the gate of hell.

"If it wasn't for you, Nanfeng wouldn't be hurt either. You know what's going on with Ran's family and you put her in a dangerous situation."

As soon as Shen Nanfeng entered the door, he heard Jia Lan questioning Ran Chenhun, she hurriedly stopped her: "Lan!"

Jia Lan looked at her, didn't explain anything, brushed her shoulder and walked out of the ward, ignoring her, Shen Nanfeng walked to Ran Chen's unconscious bed in three steps at a time, touched her pale face with sad eyes: "I'm sorry, Ran Ran ,sorry."

Cold tears dripped on her face, Ran Chenwan raised her head, and licked away the tears on her face: "Don't cry, I love you."

Why do we love each other, but are so desperate.

After the military training, the mid-term exam followed.

The three days passed in a hurry. On Friday, the teacher in class commented on the test papers. After school, everyone packed their schoolbags and went home.

"You've been distracted today, what's wrong?" Tan Yuchen could see that Shen Xizhou was restless. Fortunately, she had good grades and popularity, otherwise she would have been called by the teacher many times.

Shen Xizhou tidied up the test papers on the table, the broken sun outside the window shook the shadow of the trees, printed on her face, half-bright, she said: "It's okay."

"By the way, why didn't the head teacher come today?" Today's Chinese class was switched with next Monday's math class, and Song Shu didn't show up all day.

Shen Xizhou stopped carrying her schoolbag: "The teacher is sick, so she asked for leave."

Song Shu sent her a message this morning, she had a fever and asked for leave at home, and asked Shen Xizhou to arrange the weekend homework, so Shen Xizhou knew why Song Shu didn't come to school, and his mind was distracted because he was distracted by her.

"Xizhou is not in a good mood?" Not long after she left, Lin Yanxiao turned her head and asked Tan Yuchen.

"The homeroom teacher will be fine if he recovers." Tan Yuchen rubbed the tip of his nose and smiled meaningfully.

"Do you know that every time you smile like this, I think you are the regent written in a plot novel, with a bad stomach and a whole black heart." Lin Yan laughed at her and turned back to correct the test paper.

Tan Yuchen gritted her teeth and decided not to argue with people who have not passed [-] points in mathematics. Besides, Lin Yanxiao and Meng Qiu are protecting her.

Sleeping Song Shu was awakened by the doorbell, she propped up her frail body, put on a coat and got up from the sofa, who is it?She licked her dry lips and looked out through the cat's eye. The visitor stood quietly and stood outside the door and rang the doorbell calmly.

Song Shu straightened his messy hair, opened the door, "Come in."

She was so weak that her voice was hoarse. It was just a common flu, but she suddenly developed a high fever last night. She sent a message to Shen Xizhou in the morning and slept until now without any rice water.

Shen Xizhou changed into disposable slippers at the entrance. Song Shu lived alone and had no guests at home, but she carefully prepared a lot of disposable items.

In the living room, Song Shu nestled into the sofa again, with a quilt spread out on the sofa, she slept on the sofa as usual, and asked a bit bluntly: "Why are you here?"

Before Shen Xizhou came over, she went to the vegetable market, but she didn't return home. She put her schoolbag on the corner of the sofa, her eyebrows and eyes were slightly curved, and a pool of autumn water flowed out: "I'm here to take care of a certain patient, you continue to sleep, When the porridge is ready, I will call you."

Song Shu looked sleepy, and let her go.

The kitchen layout can be seen at a glance to be the style of the host's house. It is clean and exquisite with all internal organs. Shen Xizhou rolled up his sleeves and started washing pots and boiling water.

Ten minutes later, Shen Xizhou came out of the kitchen to check on Song Shu's situation. She walked to the sofa and bent over to tuck Song Shu in.

Song Shu felt someone, and rubbed his head towards the heat source. Shen Xizhou was worried that she would fall, so he gently pushed her into the sofa in the way an adult coaxes a sleeping child. Song Shu hummed softly, and hugged the pillow tightly in his arms .

Song Shu is very beautiful, and his slightly protruding eyes have a charm that makes people fall in love with each other for a long time. At this moment, he closed his eyes and quietly curled up in the bed, white and delicate, unbearable, which aroused the most secret thoughts in Shen Xizhou's heart.

She half-kneeled beside the sofa and looked at Song Shu, her left thumb kept rubbing the bones of her right finger, suppressing some feelings that were about to come out.

"What should I do..." The girl's eyes were filled with a tenderness that was almost sad, and she didn't know what to ask for, but she couldn't say anything yet.

After Song Shu's breathing stabilized again, she walked back to the kitchen lightly.

"It's time to wake up." Half an hour later, Shen Xizhou woke Song Shu up.

Song Shu opened her eyes dimly, and buried her face in the quilt, a little embarrassed: "Did I talk in my sleep?"

Shen Xizhou pretended to think, and said leisurely in her nervous expression: "I slept peacefully, I didn't talk in sleep, and I slept well."

Song Shu said politely, "I'll show you a joke."

Shen Xizhou laughed: "Get up, it's time to eat."

"You don't want to eat?" Sitting at the table, Song Shu found that there were no bowls and chopsticks in front of Shen Xizhou.

Shen Xizhou promised his family to go home for dinner, so he didn't do much, and saved time: "Go home to eat, I have adjusted the heat preservation of the porridge, you can eat it directly when you wake up in the middle of the night."

Song Shu mischievously said, "Beautiful cook."

Shen Xizhou understated: "I have to pay it back."

Song Shu was taken aback: "You still care about these things with me?"

Shen Xizhou smiled gently: "My brother is still clear."

Song Shu was indignant: "Led the wolf into the house."

Shen Xizhou glanced at her with a puzzled look on his face: "You also think highly of yourself?"

Song Shu: ...

The author has something to say: Secret love is sour and sweet.