Hey, fate

This morning it was the turn of the Faculty of Arts to raise the national flag.

A freshman has never woken up so early since entering college. When Xie Feng was called up by Zeng Xiaoxin who was on the opposite bed in the morning, he was extremely unconscious. He struggled to pull out his phone and squinted to check the time, "Brother Xin Ah, pumping?"

Zeng Xiaoxin dressed quickly and shouted, "You just smoked, the counselor sent a message last night to raise the national flag - those two dead pigs! Get up! Don't sleep! It's too late!"

Xie Feng stayed up late the night before memorizing manuscripts and making slides, and today he planned to participate in the speech contest of the Chinese Culture Month in the department today. He had no class on Monday morning, so he thought he could sleep until he woke up naturally, so he completely forgot about it.

While dressing in pain, "Can you not go to—"

Qian Yao moved very quickly. As soon as Zeng Xiaoxin called him, he sat up stiffly. At this time, he had already got out of bed to wash up. His voice came vaguely, probably brushing his teeth, "Unless you want to be discovered by the counselor, Then he was arrested and helped him deliver the courier..."

Their counselor is a weirdo. He works part-time as a courier. This person earns extra money part-time and works harder than his job. It has been more than two months since the school started, and the number of times everyone sees him can be counted on two hands.

Knowing whether he is a courier or Xie Feng happened to be online shopping, he saw the name of the counselor written on the column of the courier, he thought it was the same name at first, but thought it was impossible, their counselor’s name was very different In particular, if you ask the seniors again, the case will be solved, and this matter once became a topic of conversation after dinner.

It was Double Eleven, and he was so busy that he was searching all over the college for someone to help him deliver the courier.

Still free.

Hitting the gun at this time is definitely looking for death. He saw a few buddies in the class who were dragged to be strong men, sweating profusely at the express delivery point after ten o'clock, and expressed that they would never dare to be late around Double Eleven. up.

Xie Feng expressed his sympathy, and at the same time prayed that the counselor would not hang up his number.

A group of people rushed downstairs in a hurry. Xie Feng took a look at his mobile phone, and it showed 3°C, and the wind was blowing. He wrapped up his clothes and went to breakfast after the flag was hoisted. He felt a little bad, low blood sugar It's been a long time since he committed a crime, and he has no sugar on him.

Standing in the position of his own class, he was hit by the cold wind with a headache and dizzy for a while. He had reached his limit while watching the national flag go up to the top of the pole. On the ground, I closed my eyes and tremblingly endured the panic and cold sweat caused by hypoglycemia.

Almost no one listened to the speech of the leader on the stage. Liu Kuan was standing next to him. He was bored at first, but when he saw him squatting down, he bent down and asked in concern, "What's the matter? Are you uncomfortable?"

Xie Feng was almost at a loss for words, he was exhausted, he just shook his head when he heard Liu Kuan asking him, "It's okay..."

His voice was as low as a mosquito, but Liu Kuan didn't hear him, so he squatted down with him, saw that his face was buried in his arms, and his hands were still shaking, so he hurriedly asked, "What's wrong with you?!"

Zeng Xiaoxin noticed the movement of the two of them, and quickly glanced at Liu Kuan, "He probably has hypoglycemia, and Xiaoxiao also has a little hypoglycemia, which is similar to this symptom."

"What should I do?"

Qian Yao also came over, "It's okay, just replenish the sugar in time."

Zeng Xiaoxin took out a piece of chocolate from his pocket, peeled off the tin foil, and handed it to Liu Kuan, "Fortunately, I still have a piece of chocolate, which was originally reserved for Xiaoxiao."

Liu Kuan held it to Xie Feng's mouth, watched him take a bite, "Brother Xin really helped a lot this time—"

Xie Feng took a bite and spat it out, and said in a low voice, "...Jiuxin?"

Qian Yao thought he didn't like Jiu Xin's, and looked at the half piece of chocolate on the ground with pity, "Who are you still picking? It's good if there is sugar, so what should I do?"

Xie Feng slowly buried his head in his arms again. He had no strength at all, but now he sounded even more desperate, "I'm allergic to alcohol..."

The three of them were collectively stunned, "...Damn it."

In the end, the three of them sent Xie Feng directly to the infirmary, attracting sideways glances and comments along the way.

I don’t know what day it is today, Xie Feng has two dead spots on his body, and today he touched them all at once, and was tortured to death. He was lying on the bed in the infirmary with a drip. After a little bit, now there are several places on my body that are itchy, and I don't need to look to know that those places must be patches of hives.

The speech contest is over, it's a pity to prepare for so long.

Zeng Xiaoxin grumbled guiltily, "Hey, you say I don't know, really..."

Xie Feng waved his hands and yawned slightly, "It's okay, Brother Xin, thank you for your kindness."

Zeng Xiaoxin still looked sad, moved a stool and sat by the bed, "Let me watch you here, you are quite boring here alone." He looked at Xie Feng's dark circles, and suddenly felt blessed, "Yesterday I suffered It's so late, I got up early today, why don't you sleep for a while?"

Xie Feng nodded, he was so sleepy that he wished he could take advantage of his dizziness and fall asleep directly. Later, the pain from the needle woke him up a bit, but it didn't help, his eyes were almost closed, and he still didn't dare to sleep. He was still on an IV, and the infirmary was short-staffed, and he was afraid that no one around him would look after him.

At this time, Zeng Xiaoxin was sitting next to her, and she closed her eyes and fell asleep peacefully.

He slept until the two bottles of drip were finished, and it was already noon.

When Liu Kuan and Qian Yao came over with the food, the nurse was pulling out the needle, Xie Feng frowned, the nurse did it quickly and skillfully, and told him to press it, then turned and left.

Xie Feng watched them enter the door just like that, and said with a smile, "It's great, you can have something to eat when you wake up, let Brother Xin go find his sister-in-law, I think he is going to be lovesick."

Liu Kuan came over and put the lunch box on the bedside table, patted Zeng Xiaoxin on the shoulder, and joked, "Hurry up, my sister-in-law is waiting in a hurry hahaha."

Qian Yao broke apart the chopsticks and opened the lunch box, "Brother Xin, sister-in-law is waiting at the door."

Zeng Xiaoxin was still thinking about it, so he didn't leave so soon, but he just ran away when he heard this, Xie Feng smiled, and took the millet porridge that Liu Kuan handed over, "He has to say that before he leaves."

Liu Kuan helped him break apart the chopsticks, and brought him a lunch box with several vegetarian dishes put together, "I bought this in the cafeteria, and patients can eat something light."

Xie Feng looked enviously at the black pepper steak in Qian Yao's lunch box and the braised pork in Liu Kuan's lunch box, and then at his roasted eggplant, potato shredded cucumber, and sighed, "Life is so difficult."

Liu Kuan buried his head in his meal, and even took the time to ask him, "What about your speech contest?"

"It's cold, the competition is over now." Xie Feng sighed, the rash under his clothes was still itching where he couldn't see, he restrained the desire to scratch, just tilted his head and rubbed, " I still have rashes on my body, and the sweater was a bit prickly, but now I feel so uncomfortable, I will go back in the afternoon and change my clothes."

Qian Yao had been eating with ecstasy for a long time, and now he finally remembered that there were still two living people here, and asked, "Aren't you coming this afternoon?"

"Well, I've lost all of today's assignments. I'll come back tomorrow—there's no class in the afternoon. Do you have any arrangements?"

Liu Kuan said "Oh", "Did you forget that Qian Yao and I had a badminton match? By the way, Peking University Law School came to our school for an exchange today, and the counselor told us to have a good time."

"Law school, what does it matter to us..."

"Go ahead, it's fine anyway."

Xie Feng chewed a piece of eggplant, put the bowl on the table, found An Jia on his phone, and sent a message, "Your law school came to our school for an exchange, are you there?"

An Jia quickly returned, "You asked me right after we got off the plane, and I wanted to surprise you."

Xie Feng raised the corners of his lips, "I'll join you."

Liu Kuan inadvertently caught a glimpse of Xie Feng looking at the phone, he silently thought, maybe the person on the phone is the person he likes?

Xie Feng put away his mobile phone and continued to eat. He had a few strands of slightly long forehead hair soaked in cold sweat, and now it was dry and sticking to his face. After two comparisons, black is black and white and white, but it is a bit ruthless. Although his complexion looked a little better after the morning fluid, his lips were still a little pale.

When he lowered his head to drink the porridge, his eyes were slightly closed, and then his slender eyelashes covered them, like a curved eaves in a gray snowy day, trying to make people hide in the narrow eaves in the snow, the wind blows Xue Duolie felt at ease.

But Liu Kuan knew that the place was too small, there was only room for one person, and he only had room for one person in his eyes.

I'm so envious.

In the afternoon, Xie Feng went back and changed into a cotton shirt and put on a thicker coat, planning to go to the academic lecture hall to support the law school.

When he got there, he saw An Jia sitting in the first row. He was wearing a formal suit, his hair was combed back, revealing a well-crafted and angular face. His suit was well-tailored. He is indescribably handsome and good-looking.

Xie Feng realized at that time that An Jia's efforts were neither joking nor just talking casually. She was only a freshman, and to what extent did she have to work hard in order to win going out and friends from the school in the environment where "there are champions everywhere, and the best students are not as good as dogs". Opportunity to communicate?

He no longer dared to imagine how good An Jia was.

An Jia saw him, whispered something to an old man who looked like a mentor beside her, with a humble and polite attitude, then stood up and walked towards him, "You're here."

Xie Feng was stunned for a moment, and before he had time to react, An Jia saw the red rash on his neck at a glance, "Is it on your neck?"

Only then did Xie Feng remember, and subconsciously rubbed his neck, "It's a rash, I accidentally ate liqueur chocolate this morning."

An Jia frowned, "Are you hypoglycemic again? How long did you stay up last night?"

Xie Feng really admired An Jia's reasoning ability. Sure enough, his brain is not the same, "Oh, it's nothing. It's just that my roommate accidentally gave me a drink. It's a bit troublesome. I have to go for an infusion tomorrow."

Admiration is nothing but admiration, he still cares about himself so much, and he still feels ironed in his heart.

During the conversation, the staff who maintained the order of the venue began to urge to get in, so An Jia had to go back first, and looked at him with concern at the end, asking him to wait until it was over.

Xie Feng nodded, found a seat at the back and sat down, An Jia who even rushed back to look at him gave an "ok", Xie Feng carefully found that several girls around him whispered "You are so handsome."

Immediately I feel happy.

The report meeting was over, and the two of them went to the campus together. An Jia was dressed in formal attire, handsome and striking, and she often turned her head back when walking on the school road. Xie Feng really wanted to find a remote place to hide this person, so that he would stop exuding charm.

"Can you get out of the organization?" A gust of wind blew, and Xie Feng wrapped his coat tightly. Although the afternoon sun was warm, he was still a patient, and he was a little more vulnerable psychologically, "I forgot to bring my scarf."

When An Jia heard the words, she took off the scarf and wrapped it around him without saying a word, "I'll just go back at a set time, you wear it, I'm not cold."

Xie Feng looked at the familiar grid and felt a little emotional, "This is still the one I gave you." Following An Jia's movements, he also saw the ring he gave on An Jia's ring finger, and his nose was even a little sour. "You're still wearing that little thing."

An Jia spoke in a very calm tone, as if she was talking about someone else's matter, "I haven't lost anything about you, our diary, and the box with small notes, those are our memories."

"I think one of us must always remember these things. If you don't want to, then I will help you remember them all the time. One day I will hold these in front of you and show you how I spent my life. these days."

"Then it's a good excuse to start over with me."

Xie Feng was choked, he looked into An Jia's eyes, the wind blew a little bit harder, and it blew through the forest, bringing a sound like a sea tide, and the bright sunlight pierced into his eyes dizzily.

And his eyes are still gentle.

The sea of ​​stars, nothing more than this.

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End Liao!

Let me make a 52 chapters with the extra episode 15555551

The extra episode is more casual, everyone can wait~~~

Then maybe some chapters need to be revised, catching bugs and so on, after all, it is the first work, so we should try our best to do it well!