Aftermath of breakup

In fact, Duan Xinglian couldn't fall asleep for a long time last night. On the one hand, it was because Pei Yi was by his side, and his breath gushed against his face, which really made people feel uneasy.

On the other hand, although he didn't want to admit it, it was a fact that he couldn't ignore - it was the first time he left home in a real sense, the quiet night and the small space magnified the depression in his heart, and some unpleasant memories came one after another .

At this time, Xing Lian was very fortunate that Pei Yi was by his side.

Pei Yi is smart, but insensitive, but for some reason, he can show up exactly when he needs it most every time, even if he doesn't do anything, it is enough for Duan Xinglian.

Even before going to bed last night, Duan Xinglian even let himself hug Pei Yi gently.

But I didn't expect that the touching atmosphere last night had not had time to ferment on the next day, and it was directly broken up early in the morning. Pei Yi's words really did not disappoint.

Anyway, there was a strange silence at first, and after a few seconds, Pei Yi heard Duan Xinglian gnashing his teeth behind him: "Pei Yi!!"

Pei Yi was a little surprised, twisted his neck and turned his head: "What are you doing?"

Duan Xinglian was extremely embarrassed, his ears were a little red, he had sat up now, his long legs were curled up, and his body was slightly curled up, as if he was trying to hide something strange.

At the same time, he sighed heavily: "Can you restrain yourself a little?"

Pei Yi also sat up, the bed creaked lightly, and he took a look at Duan Xinglian, not feeling uncomfortable about it.

"But this is a physiological reaction, isn't it normal?"

Nothing to worry about.

Duan Xinglian was so blocked that he was speechless, so he had no choice but to turn around and not speak.

He lowered his head slightly, his eyebrows furrowed slightly, because he was calmly enduring, so the line of his jaw seemed to be a little tight, making his side face even more stern and handsome.

"Brother, your nose bridge is really straight." Pei Yi stared at him for a while, then suddenly praised him, "You are really handsome."

But he didn't want Duan Xinglian to hear the words, his eyes narrowed, and he glanced at him lightly.

Then he ignored him, straddled his long legs, rolled over in three or two steps, and warned in a low voice while turning over: "Pei Yi, I advise you to speak, act, think three times."

Pei Yi: "?"

Not even boasting?

But Duan Xinglian turned around and went into the bathroom, Pei Yi didn't have time to ask.

And he was already awake at this time, so he got up and got out of bed to wash up.

Fortunately, Duan Xinglian bought a box of toothbrushes, and Pei Yi took one apart and washed it under the faucet. After washing, he took two pieces of paper to dry his face and he was done.

When Duan Xinglian came out, Pei Yi had even changed into her school uniform and was listening to the English news.

Pei Yi took a moment to look at him, then looked away.

Duan Xinglian: "..."

Although Pei Yi didn't speak, why did he always feel that this glance was very meaningful?

But at this moment, Duan Xinglian has entered the time of a calm and peaceful sage, and he doesn't want to argue with him anymore.

After washing up, he picked up the bottles and cans that Shao Yu had prepared for him and looked through them.

After autumn in Yancheng, the weather starts to dry out, and the skin is prone to dryness and discomfort. Duan Xinglian used to apply some moisturizer in autumn and winter.

He picked a bottle at random and wiped it off, then glanced at Pei Yi, who had started routinely rolling him early in the morning.

He was fortunate to have a little understanding of this person's life style, he was picky about food and lodging, but in other places, he could basically make do with it, and even wiped his face with a towel as if he would bother him to death.

And here Pei Yi was reading in a low voice, his face suddenly became cold, as if he had been smeared with something.

Just as Pei Yi turned his head, Duan Xinglian wiped the other side of his face and forehead again.

Before he had time to ask, Duan Xinglian said, "Qiudong in Yancheng is different from Rongcheng, so wipe it on."

Pei Yi didn't paint all the time, he felt sticky and didn't want to move.

Duan Xinglian looked at the three spots of hoarfrost on his face, which made his pupils darker and his face was clean and clear like dewdrops after rain.

He couldn't help curling the corners of his mouth, and then wiped it evenly for him himself.

Duan Xinglian's movements were patient and gentle, and his fingertips lightly wiped, the place where it passed was delicate and soft.

Pei Yi looked at him motionless, even forgetting to blink.

"Close your eyes."

Pei Yi obeyed the instructions, and in the next moment, there was a gentle warmth around the eyes, and the cream smelled delicious.

"Have you lost weight?" But Duan Xinglian suddenly said this again, "Your face seems to be getting smaller."

"Duan Xinglian, is this the morning mutual praise?" Pei Yi finally couldn't help asking.

Duan Xinglian immediately pinched his face and said with a smile, "But you successfully turned it into a yin and yang strange energy link."

Pei Yi: "..."

Pei Yi didn't know, Pei Yi finally shut up wisely.

Afterwards, Duan Xinglian wiped him off, changed his clothes and saw that it was almost time, so the two went to have breakfast together.

It was not yet seven o'clock when I arrived in class one, but there were already many people in the classroom, learning their own things.

Lu Zhu noticed that the two of them came in together, thought it was a coincidence, and casually exchanged greetings: "Did you run into each other when you came?"

After he finished speaking, he remembered that Duan Xinglian started to live on campus yesterday, and just when he felt something was wrong, he heard Pei Yi say directly: "Oh no, we had breakfast together."

Sometimes Lu Zhu would come to No. [-] Middle School for breakfast, and it was nothing unusual for the two of them to have an appointment together, so Lu Zhu put aside the question just now.

After a while, Class [-] gradually filled up, and Chu Yifan rushed into the classroom stepping on the bell for morning self-study.

In the end, he ran into Wei Yun who had already come in to check the class.

Chu Yifan was so frightened that he almost jumped out. Fortunately, Wei Yun just slapped him. Seeing that the class was full, he clapped his hands and announced: "Two things, first listen to the good news or not so good news ?”

The students below raised their heads one after another and said in unison: "It's not that good!"

Wei Yun then said, "Your afternoon art class is gone."

"Ah——" Seventh Middle School has an art class and music class every week in the first and second grades, but it is basically taken up by the teachers of various subjects. The art teacher and music teacher they talk about are always sick, and they can't help crying at this time, "Sister Yun, Are you going to test again?"

"It's not me!" Wei Yunzhen was about to be laughed out of anger, and then explained, "Change it to a psychological counseling class."

Students in No. [-] Middle School are under a lot of pressure, but the high-pressure environment cannot be changed. They can only seek relief. The school will arrange psychological counseling in each class every once in a while. This is the first time this semester.

But Wei Yun recalled something, so he emphasized: "You guys don't write papers in psychology class this time, do you hear me? Last time I almost made my teacher cry."

The psychological teacher can't resolve himself, so it's because the doctor doesn't heal himself?

But everyone didn't want to talk nonsense, so they asked again: "Then what is the good news?"

"Next Thursday and Friday sports meeting." After Wei Yun finished speaking, he called Meng Wenwen's name, "I will count the list of participants for each event in the morning, and hope everyone actively participates!"

Unexpectedly, after hearing this, everyone became more and more sad and angry: "What good news is this!"

Most of the students in the first class are good at studying, but few are good at sports, and there are more girls in their class than other classes, and the boys are even less dominant in sports. Last year's sports meeting was the bottom of the class. It can be said that the sports meeting is a year for their class. Once public execution.

"It's equivalent to two days off, isn't that good?" Wei Yun couldn't understand, "I don't ask you to get any rankings, the most important thing is to participate."

After finishing speaking, he ignored the grievances of these cubs, told them to study early and left the classroom.

After the morning self-study get out of class, Meng Wenwen took the registration form and began to ask everyone in the class who was willing to participate.

Chu Yifan was an activist, and had applied for the relay and triple jump.

But in the end, after Meng Wenwen asked around all morning, there were still many projects that no one reported.

Meng Wenwen finally turned around and walked to the last row by the window.

"Little fairy?"

But as soon as Meng Wenwen said it, Pei Yi asked very politely: "Can I not report it?"

Meng Wenwen suddenly looked embarrassed, mainly because she really couldn't find anyone. She just wanted to persuade Pei Yi not to apply for a standing long jump.

In the end, Pei Yi suddenly figured it out again, and asked, "Is there anyone at 5000 meters?"

Meng Wenwen was taken aback for a moment, then subconsciously replied: "No."

Everyone avoids things like 5000 meters. Basically, one unlucky guy is drawn in the final lottery. How could someone take the initiative to be wronged.

Then Pei Yi said: "Then give me five thousand."

"Damn it." Meng Wenwen couldn't hold it back, his eyes overflowed with emotion, "Savior, little god!"

Chu Yifan also looked back at Pei Yi in shock after hearing this: "You can't figure it out?"

Pei Yi shook his head lightly: "No, I want to participate."

It just occurred to him just now that normal people should have a sense of class honor.

Meng Wenwen patted Chu Yifan, telling him not to disturb the matter, and then pointed to Duan Xinglian who was sleeping beside him with a pen: "Brother Xing, do you report it?"

Duan Xinglian moved, but didn't get up.

Pei Yi glanced at him, feeling that something was wrong, this man had been on the ground all morning.

Chu Yifan watched the excitement and didn't think it was a big deal: "Sure! He didn't participate last year, otherwise our class wouldn't be on the bottom."

Pei Yi asked, "Why didn't you participate?"

"It seems that there is something at home. Anyway, I asked for leave for those two days." Chu Yifan said, "This year must participate!"

But Duan Xinglian was lying on his stomach. Meng Wenwen didn't have the nerve to call him. He was hesitating, but Duan Xinglian raised his head. His eye sockets were reddened and he didn't know if he was pressed. He just said: "Up to three items, You can fill in whatever you want."

When Meng Wenwen heard this, he immediately became excited, and then, as if he was afraid that they would repent, he quickly turned around and left with the form.

After Duan Xinglian finished speaking, he lay back on his stomach and didn't eat much for lunch.

Pei Yi thought it was Duan Xinglian who was squeezed by him last night and didn't sleep well, and now he was sleepy and listless, so he didn't bother him to catch up on sleep.

Afterwards, the first session in the afternoon was the psychological counseling class. After the temporary psychology teacher hired by the school entered the classroom, the students in the class listened to Wei Yun's words in the morning and did not do the questions face-to-face.

Duan Xinglian also regained consciousness for a short while, and listened with his head propped up.

But in fact, the content of the talk is similar, nothing more than building a healthy self-awareness, how to relieve academic pressure, improving adaptability, reasonable emotional management and so on.

Later, I asked everyone to fill out a questionnaire, saying that it was to investigate everyone's mental health, and to score and judge.

The word "score" hit the nerves of a group of people, and everyone filled it in truthfully when they were interested.

After filling it in, everyone discussed freely for a while, and the teacher returned the results of the questionnaire to everyone.

After returning it, he said on the podium: "I just gave a preliminary score to everyone's questionnaire. Most of the students are in the normal range and have a relatively good mental state."

The scoring standard is from [-] to [-], which is a normal range. As for those below [-] and above [-], those who are too low are too indifferent, and those who are too high are too sensitive. Anyway, the more polarized, the more problematic it is.

After Chu Yifan listened, he looked around. He first saw that Lu Zhu scored 48, and he was immediately happy: "I'm 52! I'm taller than you!"

Lu Zhu didn't even want to roll his eyes, and then Chu Yifan turned around and asked Pei Yi, "How much are you, Little Immortal?"

Pei Yi looked at the questionnaire, lowered his eyes, and answered softly: "59."

"That's normal! It seems that studying is really not stressful for you?" After speaking, he turned his head to look at Duan Xinglian.

Duan Xinglian's questionnaire was placed on the table, and Chu Yifan saw the conspicuous "96" at a glance.

"Damn it." Chu Yifan was startled, looked at Duan Xinglian in disbelief, and blurted out, "Brother Duan, aren't you? You actually have a mental problem, it seems like a big problem?"

Hearing this, Pei Yi looked over and fell silent for a moment when he saw the score.

But Duan Xinglian felt a little dizzy at the moment, frowned slightly, and couldn't hear what Yifan was saying clearly.

Seeing his face at this moment, Pei Yi felt something was wrong.

Before he could open his mouth, Chu Yifan continued to ask, "Brother Duan, you filled it out randomly, didn't you?"

Duan Xinglian gave a vague "hmm".

At this moment, Chu Yifan finally noticed that Duan Xinglian's face was ugly.

Then Pei Yi stretched out his hand and directly covered Duan Xinglian's forehead.

After a while, Pei Yi's face darkened: "Brother, you have a fever."

-

"I didn't sleep well, I got cold again, and the recent weather changes caused a viral cold." Dr. Xiaozhang felt that these children were really worrying, and couldn't help asking, "I said Why do you take a cold shower in this weather?"

Duan Xinglian was lying on the bed with the infusion, his face turned pale, his eyelids drooped and he didn't speak.

Doctor Xiaozhang didn't say much when he saw this, just happened to meet Pei Yi pouring water in, and remembered the child's strange illness last time, and sighed a long time.

"You let him take the medicine."

After saying this, he turned and left the ward.

At this time, Xing Lian only raised his eyes to look over, and when he saw Pei Yi, he was still in the mood to make a joke: "The two of us are really in a feng shui rotation."

Pei Yi lowered her head and said nothing.

Duan Xinglian instantly noticed his abnormality, and raised his eyes to look at him, but Pei Yi seldom showed his emotions, most of the time his emotions were calm and stable, Duan Xinglian often couldn't see what he was thinking, Or think nothing of it at all.

But at this moment, he clearly felt Pei Yi's depression.

Then Pei Yi reached out and handed him the medicine.

Duan Xinglian almost didn't think about it, and directly held Pei Yi's hand.

His palms were very hot at the moment, causing Pei Yi's eyes to tremble, and then Pei Yi was dragged by him to take two steps towards the hospital bed.

Duan Xinglian asked him: "What's wrong?"

Pei Yi raised his eyes slightly and looked at Duan Xinglian for a while.

But this time, it was rare for him not to answer Duan Xinglian's question directly. For some reason, these words became inexplicably difficult for him to say.

He thought, I don't want you to be sick, I want you to be healthy and healthy for the rest of your life.

But I can't seem to stop it, and there's nothing I can do.

What should I do?

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