A weak attack dog blood essay

After that day, He Juan hardly saw Fu Xian.

But he knew that Fu Xian had been here. Sometimes when he got up early, he would see a bunch of dewy flowers on the table next to the hospital bed.

He didn't stay in the hospital for too long. The most important reason why he fainted and was hospitalized this time was because of the sudden drop in temperature. The large temperature difference caused a chain reaction of his cold.

The doctor told him to keep warm during the next period of time, and he must not let himself get sick, and there will be no other problems for the time being.Eat as light as possible, work and rest regularly and get enough sleep.

He Juan took it down carefully.Although the Xia family didn't say anything, but recalling the cause of the original owner's death in the original book, he already understood his situation in his heart.

Are you scared?It seems not.He thought about it carefully, as long as he doesn't follow the path in the original book, he should be able to live a few more years, and he can live until he is 30. Then during this period, he can study the major he wants to study, and engage in the career he has always wanted. Do the work you do, travel where you want to go.

He felt that there was nothing wrong with that.The sad and comforting expressions of the Xia family, his aunt, and Lin Xueyuan who came to visit him made him feel at a loss.He could only pretend that he didn't know anything, and went to chat with them.

After He Juan was discharged from the hospital and returned to school, he found out that Fu Xian had rarely come to school recently. Some people even suspected that Fu Xian might not come to the next final exam.

The classmates in the class knew that Fu Xian had a good relationship with He Juan, so someone came to ask He Juan if he knew what happened to Fu Xian.

"I don't know." He Juan shook his head, he was also a little worried: "Did he not come to school after New Year's Day?"

The classmate was stared at by He Juan's beautiful peach blossoms, and suddenly felt that the temperature of the air conditioner in the classroom was a bit high. He turned his eyes away and said in a much lower voice: "I came here once."

After finishing speaking, he was inexplicably ashamed that he could not provide He Juan with more information about Fu Xian, so he added a little guess of his own: "But I think he will definitely come back next week for the final exam."

He Juan thought of the calls he couldn't get through in the past two days, concealed his worries, and nodded: "Okay, thank you."

In the Fu family, when Madam Fu saw Fu Xian, there was a hint of schadenfreude in her eyes: "Your father told you to go to the study."

Fu Xian's face was condensed: Hearing this sentence, he was still calm, and said lightly, "Okay, I see."

Master Fu saw Fu Xian pushing the door and entering, he glanced at Fu Xian with sharp eyes: "Tell me, what are you going to do?"

Fu Xian sat down on the sofa opposite Master Fu. He lowered his eyes, and his gold-rimmed glasses cast a faint shadow in the light: "Apply to the school."

Master Fu frowned: "I asked you to consider applying for a school and graduate early to enter the company, but you rejected it. Now you tell me that you have changed your mind and give me a reason."

Fu Xian knew that Patriarch Fu didn't want a reason, but was unhappy because he repeatedly violated the other party's authority. He straightened his back and humbled his posture: "I have thought about it carefully, and the road you planned for me is indeed more suitable for me."

His face was calm and calm, but only he understood the anxiety in his heart these days.But he can't make too obvious moves.

He knew what kind of thorny road he was going to embark on. He didn't regret it, but he didn't want He Juan to suffer any harm.

The most important thing is that at this time, he must not let Master Fu notice his thoughts.

He knows too well that in the wealthy and high society, everything that ordinary people desire is within their reach, so they pursue excitement and are arrogant.

Master Fu won't mind playing with men.There are more people in the circle who play more than this, and they will marry obediently when they reach their age. After marriage, it doesn't matter whether they play their own way or live in peace.

But he will not allow his favorite heir to want to deviate from the track he personally designed - to marry a noble wife at the right age, give birth to the next generation of Fu family heirs with excellent genes, and live with a man for the rest of his life .

When Master Fu heard Fu Xian's words, he looked at his eldest son's expression, and then he suddenly realized that his son seemed to have matured a lot, and there was a hint of immaturity in his eyebrows and eyes, like a young bird that had just begun to flap its wings.

Now he already has his own wings, and if he is given a little more time, he will grow into an eagle soaring in the sky.

"Then go to the school I have appointed for you. There, you will meet more friends, and you will know that the shallow friendship now is nothing."

The tuition fees of that university are high, and apart from high-IQ talents with outstanding academic achievements, most of the children of political leaders and outstanding family heirs choose to study there to prepare for taking over the family business.

But these are not important. The important thing is that, unlike domestic universities, as long as he completes the corresponding courses, he can graduate early.

Fu Xian and Master Fu looked at each other, and he responded very calmly: "Okay, father."

After New Year's Day, it snowed intermittently for a few days, and it suddenly cleared up one day.

The snow was slowly melting under the sun, and He Juan had already started wearing a down jacket and woolen sweater to wrap himself airtightly. He was wearing a woolen cap to cover his head and ears, and he was wearing a cashmere scarf. A pair of gloves, so that it would be difficult for him to carry his schoolbag.

Guan Shijing turned his head and saw He Juan who was struggling with the strap of his schoolbag. The skin around the only exposed eyes was obviously powdered due to the struggle, and his gloved fingers were not flexible enough to put the schoolbag on his shoulders. set.

However, he put one side on with difficulty, and when he was going to put on the other side, the schoolbag that was originally put on began to slide down again.

Guan Shijing looked at it for a while, and a smothered smile formed in his throat.

Overheard by He Juan, who was struggling with his schoolbag, he glanced at Guan Shijing, lowered his eyes, silently put down his schoolbag, gave up carrying it, and prepared to carry it to the classroom.

Guan Shijing clearly saw a trace of depression from the bottom of He Juan's eyes, and saw that the other party's long eyelashes covered the light in the bottom of the eyes at this time, and there was a little pitiful powder on the eyelids, which was particularly conspicuous on the cold white skin, looking very pitiful.

His heart softened immediately, he went back and took the schoolbag from He Juan's hand: "I'll hold it for you."

Guan Shijing's schoolbag was worn cross-body, and it contained some papers and some materials that he wanted to return. He could not help but carry He Juan's schoolbag on his shoulder: "Let's go, I'm going to be late later."

He Juan put his hands in the pockets of his down jacket, and walked to the classroom with Guan Shijing, because the weather has been fine recently, the snow has melted, and there is a lot of water on the road, and some places will be covered with thin ice.

So He Juan walked very carefully and slowly, especially when going up the stairs, the soles of his shoes got wet and it became even more slippery, so he could only move step by step.

Guan Shijing followed He Juan. He walked steadily, as if the thin ice and water on the ground were nothing to him. His attention was always on He Juan. If the other party shook his body a little, he would Immediately stop, and wait until the opponent stands firm and continue to go up, then he will continue to follow up with a protective posture.

After going up the stairs to the long corridor, He Juan turned his head and met Guan Shijing's eyes that were watching him all the time. Looking at Guan Shijing's eyes, he thought of Fu Xian whom he hadn't seen for a long time for some reason.

He suddenly realized that when he first came to this world, he didn't want to have anything to do with Guan Shijing Fu Xian from the bottom of his heart, but in the end, he had the deepest connection with these two people here.

Seeing He Juan not moving, Guan Shijing immediately worried: "What's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?"

He Juan has frequently asked for leave due to illness recently, and every time he comes back, he becomes more fragile, like a glazed cup placed on soft silk, which is extremely beautiful, but with brittle cracks.

He Juan shook his head, because he thought of Fu Xian, so he asked casually, "Do you think Fu Xian will come to take the final exam?"

Guan Shijing's eyes dimmed, he didn't want He Juan to see his expression, so he walked to He Juan's side, looking at the classroom in front of him: "I don't know, his family is rich, and he may have other plans, such as go abroad."

He didn't know that what he said casually actually hit the mark.

He Juan hesitated for a moment and said, "Probably not."

Guan Shijing was silent for two seconds because of He Juan's determination, and then asked softly, "Do you hope he won't, or do you really think so?"

He Juan paused. In the original book, the relationship between the two was very bloody. On the eve of the college entrance examination, the ambiguity between the two was publicized and was blocked by the parents of both parties, which even affected their college entrance examination results.But now, both of them are very stable in their studies, and he will not follow up and take photos and send them to both parents like in the original book.Fu Xian ranked first in his grades. Under such circumstances, would Fu Xian go abroad?Or is the power of the plot really unchangeable?

Thinking this way, and thinking about his fate in the book, he said to Guan Shijing, "I don't want him to leave, and I don't think he will leave."

Guan Shijing's heart sank: "What do you think of Fu Xian?"

He Juan thought to himself, although Fu Xian didn't admit that he liked Guan Shijing last time, since Guan Shijing cared so much about Fu Xian, he must like Fu Xian in his heart.

He had been with Guan Shijing for a few months, and he could tell that although Guan Shijing was nice to everyone, when the two got along, he didn't care much about others.

The only one who would take the initiative to bring it up and pay attention to it was Fu Xian.

Both of them are his good friends, so he naturally said good things: "Fu Xian has good grades, is very smart, he is also in good health, he can get No. Very popular too.”

Guan Shijing sounded like he had eaten an unripe green orange, and his mouth was astringent and bitter. He wanted to say something, but he had no position. Finally, he was silent for two seconds before replying, "That's really good."

The tone was not very happy.

He Juan paused for a moment, remembering that although Guan Shijing liked Fu Xian in the original book, he was always a bit inferior when facing Fu Xian.

So he went to encourage Guan Shijing again: "You are not bad, I think you are as good as Fu Xian. Being able to handle the affairs of the class as a study committee member is particularly good."

He was telling the truth. This book ended in tragedy. The two had been entangled for several years and finally they were not together. Guan Shijing finally made great achievements in his own field. He was tenacious, talented and willing to endure hardships. At the end of the book, he was only 30 years old, and his subsequent achievements must be even higher.

He felt that Guan Shijing really didn't need to feel inferior to Fu Xian.

When Guan Shijing heard what He Juan said, the strong sourness dissipated a lot, and his cheeks also felt itchy in winter.

He was thankful that the weather was cold, so He Juan wouldn't let He Juan see the difference, but he couldn't help but say something he would never say before: "But I'm not as rich as his family background, nor as good-looking as him."

After saying the words, Guan Shijing felt a little regretful. Before that, he actually had a backbone hidden in his heart.

Although he occasionally envies the leisurely and relaxed life of others, he will never compare himself with others, because he knows it is meaningless.

He Juan didn't notice the ups and downs of Guan Shijing's emotions, he just thought that Guan Shijing was still feeling inferior: "There is no way to change things like family background, it's meaningless to compare, how many people can compare their family background with Fu Xian? But appearance is very subjective, I think you are very good-looking, especially your eyes, very beautiful."

Guan Shijing has a pair of spring-like eyes, calm and clear, just like him, he won't be surprised at first glance, but at the second glance, he will feel that his bones are beautiful, which is extremely soothing and beautiful.

When he was talking, he looked at Guan Shijing sincerely, his black and white eyes had a little luster, and the end of his eyes was slightly flushed because of the cold wind outside, and the white air exhaled by the two of them intertwined when they talked, It made Guan Shijing's heart pound.

He originally thought that he liked He Juan enough, but now he found that he could like a little more.

He Juan's eyes never lie, he really sees himself this way, in his eyes, he is as good as Fu Xian.

Although he has never considered himself very low, he will not ignore the gap between himself and others. He is just an ordinary individual among all living beings, but in He Juan's eyes, he seems to be a special existence.

This is enough, Guan Shijing thought, he looked away, and hid the thoughts he wanted to express in his heart.

But his chest is still intertwined with raging enthusiasm, making him want to work harder and become better, and he will always walk with He Juan.

When the two were talking, they were still walking forward, but they saw a figure at the corner. His hands were in the pockets of his coat, and he was half leaning on the red pillars at the corner of the corridor. Even so, he was stretched and slender. An incompatible air of dignity.

When He Juan saw Fu Xian, his footsteps paused. He was thinking whether Fu Xian had heard his conversation with Guan Shijing.

In the original book, Guan Shijing's inferiority complex was well hidden in front of Fu Xian, until the conflict between the two was irreconcilable, so that the tragedy ended without revealing half of it. Now that Fu Xian heard it, maybe after the two of them get along, Fu Xian will be even better. Take care of Guan Shijing's emotions.

He Juan thought this way, but he didn't notice the coldness in Fu Xian's eyes.

Fu Xian came to school before to print out the report card. During this time, the family hired a teacher to give him special tutoring to prepare for the next few exams. He was very busy, but the anxiety in his heart did not diminish. He was worried about whether He Juan would catch the cold, whether his body was recovering well... most importantly, he wanted to see He Juan.

These thoughts converged into a surging river, but he couldn't find an outlet. He could only work harder to master all kinds of knowledge.

Because of He Juan's health getting worse, Fu Lin's remedial lessons had long been stopped, so he wanted to see He Juan, so he had to go back to school for class.

Unexpectedly, he finished his study plan and application plan ahead of schedule, and had a day to go back to school, but he heard He Juan and Guan Shijing sticking very close together, their breathing intertwined, Guan Shijing was carrying He Juan's schoolbag, He Juan Praise Guan Shijing in a gentle tone.

The boiling river in his heart seemed to be instantly condensed by the cold winter air into a spiked icicle, which pierced hard into the soft flesh, causing him severe pain.

He wanted to tell He Juan that he might have to leave, and hoped that he would take good care of his body during this time, and he would come back as soon as possible.

But in the end, he just suppressed all his emotions, nodded lightly, and whispered to He Juan: "Long time no see."

Other words were hidden from the bottom of my heart, and I didn't say them again.

He Juan was a little surprised to see Fu Xian, but more happy because the class was about to start, and the two didn't talk too much.

But when the morning reading was over and everyone else went to do morning exercises, he saw that Fu Xian was still in the classroom, so he finally spoke to Fu Xian, "Why haven't you come to school these days?"

Fu Xian was in a mess all morning, he wanted to ask He Juan if he would like to go to that school with him.

But he knew He Juan's wish. Originally, he was certain that nothing could be changed in a few years, but now, he had to admit that he was afraid.

Afraid that in the time he was missing, He Juan would fall in love with someone, and those clear eyes that were as dust-free as glazed glass would appear in someone else's shadow since then.

He will be inseparable from that person, will have breakfast with that person, take a walk together, put his hand in that person's pocket in winter, and the two of them may go further, after all, He Juan is already an adult at that time.

Just thinking about this possibility made his heart ache so much that it was about to burst.Jealousy was gnawing at his flesh and blood, he heard He Juan's words, but he didn't dare to look back, unwilling to reveal any dark emotions.

He was also afraid that what he said would make He Juan sad.He didn't know anything, the malice imposed on him by life was enough, there was no need and shouldn't take extra damage.

He Juan thought that Fu Xian didn't hear, so he went around to Fu Xian and sat down at the table in front of him: "Fu Xian?"

Fu Xian finally raised his head, the gold-rimmed glasses concealed part of his emotions, his prescription is not high, the main reason is astigmatism, but he is very glad that he wears glasses now: "What's wrong?"

He Juan glanced at Fu Xian's face, feeling that he was not in a good mood: "Why haven't you come to school for so many days?"

Fu Xian avoided He Juan's clean eyes: "I'm sick."

He Juan immediately noticed that Fu Xian's complexion was much paler than before, and there was a trace of fatigue in his brows and eyes: "Are you sick these days? It's serious. Is it because of the cold or something else?"

He suddenly remembered that Fu Xian passed out because of stomach disease: "Is there something wrong with the stomach?"

Fu Xian did not expect that after such a long time, He Juan still remembered his bad stomach, and the pain in his heart eased a little.

His mother died young, although Patriarch Fu valued him more, it was more for the heir than for caring for him as his own child.

So when he was very young, once he did not meet Master Fu's wishes, the most direct punishment for him was to lock him up in a small dark room and not give him food.

Master Fu seldom did it himself, he felt that Fu Xian should know his mistake after eating two meals.

Sometimes Fu Xian would admit his mistakes, sometimes he would be stubborn and hungry, but he didn't feel anything when he was too hungry.Later, I developed stomach problems. The Fu family did not lack money, let alone a family doctor, so most of the time it was not serious.The reason why he was so embarrassed that he almost passed out that time was also because he found out that he was being followed by He Juan at the weekend, changed his itinerary temporarily, and was punished by the Fu family not to eat for a day and a half.

Thinking of this, Fu Xian was in a daze, he could hardly remember his dislike of He Juan and He Juan's gloomy appearance at that time.

He didn't deny He Juan's words: "Yes, something went wrong."

He Juan had stomach problems in his previous life. He knew exactly what it was like to have a stomachache, and he also knew that even if it got better, it would not be too comfortable.

He recalled Fu Xian's usual habits, and asked him, "Have you had breakfast?"

He Juan thought he had a casual breakfast, but Fu Xian was definitely more casual than him, and he might even only drink a cup of coffee.So it's not surprising that Fu Xian has stomach problems.

Fu Xian paused and shook his head.

There was a trace of disapproval in He Juan's eyes: "Why don't you eat?"

Fu Xian: "Forgot."

In the morning, he just wanted to see He Juan as soon as possible, so he went to school by car after having a cup of coffee for breakfast.

Seeing Fu Xian's indifferent attitude, He Juan was a little puzzled: "Your stomach problem is so serious that you can't come to school for more than two weeks, and you didn't eat breakfast on the first day back. Do you want to go back and lie down for another two weeks?"

Fu Xian still hasn't forgotten the scene he saw and heard in the morning, and he said calmly, "No big trouble will happen."

He Juan himself doesn't like being sick, so he can only try his best not to touch things that will make him sick, keep warm, and drink plenty of hot water.But Fu Xian took the initiative not to care about his body, and looked very calm. He thought for a while and said, "If you do this, you have no right to say that I don't care about my body. Because you are worse than me."

Fu Xian remembered He Juan telling Guan Shijing in the morning that his eyes were beautiful.

He knew that He Juan had no other intentions at the moment, but he couldn't help but hold back for two seconds and said, "Then who do you think is not bad? Turn off the time scene?"

He Juan was a little confused, he didn't know what this matter had to do with Guan Shijing, but he didn't mind using Guan Shijing as an example: "Guan Shijing has indeed done a good job on this point, and he is in good health."

Fu Xian: "Do you think Guan Shijing is good because he is in good health?"

He Juan didn't understand the meaning of Fu Xian's words, but he felt that there was nothing wrong with them, so he followed Fu Xian's words and said, "Yes."

Fu Xian was silent for a while, just when He Juan thought that Fu Xian would not speak again, he heard Fu Xian's raised voice as if emphasizing something: "Then you should think that I am better than Guan Shijing, I have learned Gracie jiu-jitsu and sangbo, he can't beat me."

This is not a question of whether he can fight or not, He Juan is puzzled: "He doesn't have a stomach problem, you do. He didn't get sick for two weeks because of it, you do."

He is not sick at all!Fu Xian denied it in his heart, but he had already accepted He Juan's words just now, and if he refuted it, he would be suspected of deception.

Under He Juan's slightly disapproving gaze, he could only swallow his breath and admit: "I was wrong, I will eat breakfast seriously in the future."

When He Juan finished the first class, instead of reading in his seat, he wore a thick scarf, a hat and gloves, and went to the small supermarket not far below the teaching building, where cups were sold in the morning. He is going to buy a cup of oatmeal and a tea egg for Fu Xian.

When walking back to the bottom of the teaching building, he ran into a familiar person, the driver who used to pick him up to Fu's house. The other person was carrying a very delicate bag. When he saw He Juan, his eyes lit up: "Can you bring the young master's breakfast to him?"

He Juan took the bag and glanced at it. There was a box of porridge in a transparent box with a beautifully packaged cake next to it. Compared with this, the breakfast he bought in a small supermarket seemed very simple: "No question."

He Juan brought the breakfast brought by the driver to the classroom and put it on Fu Xian's desk. Fu Xian was not in his seat. After a while, Fu Xian came back. on the ground.

Ever since she knew that he was going abroad, the stepmother at home had shown extraordinary concern for him. Her thoughts were really easy to understand.She felt that Fu Xian was going to go out for a long time. During this period of time, there was only Fu Lin at home, and everyone got along with each other. At that time, Fu Lin would have a chance to compete with Fu Xian.

This breakfast was probably arranged by the other party at will, to show their kindness, or happiness.

When He Juan saw Fu Xian put the breakfast on the floor, he asked, "The driver asked me to bring it up. Don't you want to eat it?"

It was only then that Fu Xian remembered that the driver didn't seem to know which class he was in, and his tone was flat: "I don't like any."

He Juan felt that those looked delicious, and he planned to eat the oatmeal and tea eggs he bought in the morning, but seeing that Fu Xian would never eat breakfast at home, he hesitated before handing the breakfast he bought to Fu Xian. Fu Xian.

Although he doubts that Fu Xian is so picky about food, he won't touch it at all: "I just went down to buy you some breakfast, and I happened to meet your driver. If you don't like your breakfast, then do you want this?"

Only then did Fu Xian know that He Juan didn't accompany Guan Shijing to another teaching building to get the test papers just now, but went to buy him breakfast, so he looked down the corridor for a long time, but he didn't see He Juan figure.

The depression accumulated in his chest since the morning completely dissipated, the thin ice under his eyes slowly melted, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise. He hasn't had breakfast yet, as if drinking a bowl of warm, sticky sweet porridge. The sweetness and warmth from the throat to the stomach: "Yes."

He quickly took the plastic bag from He Juan's hand, and added: "I like it very much."

The author says:

What Xiao Fu is drinking now is not porridge, but sweetness;

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This chapter, two in one, 17 and 18! !

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