[Quick Transmigration] The hero's blackening value has exploded again

When I arrived at the infirmary, my body temperature reached 39 degrees.

Zhou Jiale was assigned a bed for infusion.

This is definitely not going back, Zhou Jiale did not forget to say it in the roommate group.

All three said they would come to accompany him, but he refused.

After all, there is JAC here.

Jiang Huaizhi didn't intend to go back, so he stayed with him in the infirmary.It wasn't until after the infusion in the morning that Zhou Jiale's temperature dropped that Jiang Huaizhi heaved a sigh of relief.

"Let's go, I'll take you back to the dormitory." Jiang Huaizhi took his clothes and helped him put them on.

Zhou Jiale straightened his arms through his sleeves, saw the blackness under Jiang Huaizhi's eyes, and knew that he must have not closed his eyes all night: "I'll go back by myself, teacher go back to rest."

Jiang Huaizhi was still not at ease, bought him breakfast on the way back to send him, and left after seeing him enter the dormitory with his own eyes.

Zhou Jiale ate hot porridge and steamed buns, watching Jiang Huaizhi's leaving back from the balcony.

In the snow that reflected the golden light under the morning light, Jiang Huaizhi walked unhurriedly, leaving a series of footprints on the snow, his temperament was cleaner than the snow on the branches.

Zhou Jiale let out a long sigh.

System 88 popped up: "Reluctance?"

Zhou Jiale didn't speak, just watched quietly.

System 88 was silent for a moment, then said in a cold voice: "This is just a dream."

"...Tell me, if he wakes up, will he still remember me?" Zhou Jiale put more force on his hands, and the buns were deformed in his hands.

System 88 did not answer him directly, but simply stated a fact: "90.00% of dreams will be forgotten by humans."

"Well." Zhou Jiale murmured, not sure if he was talking to System 88 or talking to himself, "Is it possible that I will be the ten percent?"

New Year.

On New Year's Eve, Zhou Jiale had to go back to Li's house for a boring meal.

As soon as they arrived, they were reprimanded by Li's father again, and Lin Shuyun and Yang Xiaoxiao sang bad faces one by one and red faces by the other.

Zhou Jiale ignored the wind and casually fiddled with the tableware.