Tachycardia

"What are you doing?" Jin Wendong pretended to be stupid, "Oh, it's blocking your way? Are you going to eat? Can you bring me one?"

The so-called fist hitting the cotton is nothing more than that.

Wen Jinran's almond eyes widened: "Who said I'm going to eat?"

After he finished speaking, he turned his head and left, and returned to his seat angrily. The people in the class almost avoided the two of them when they left when they had a conflict, and those who wanted to stay in the classroom slipped away when they saw something was wrong.

Wen Jinran thought, he was sticky and had to follow him, that's good, at worst, don't eat, he has already prepared bread in the hole of the table, let's see who can afford it.

At that time, if Jin Wendong didn't resist going out to buy food, he would be able to avoid him by taking the opportunity.

The classroom was empty of people, and the moment Jin Wendong sat down with Wen Jinran, he immediately followed him side by side, leaning towards him, very shameless.

Wen Jinran has never had experience in dealing with such people, and felt helpless and ashamed for a moment, the pressure on his shoulders could not be ignored, Jin Wendong turned his head, his handsome face was still young, but he was already much more mature than his peers .

Just one glance made him turn his head away with a blushing face.

Jin Wendong was chattering beside him, looking at the problem he was working on from time to time, and his mouth was full of shameless words: "Oh, I haven't solved this problem yet, but it's really amazing."

Wen Jinran heard his nickname being called out of his mouth, his ears were numb for some reason, and he wished he could get into the hole in the table, no longer looking at him, nor listening to him.

Jin Wendong didn't restrain himself at all, he said "Oh, but it's really hard work" for a while, and "Baby is tired" for a while, and his whole body was not attached to Wen Jinran's body.

Wen Jinran only felt surrounded by magic sounds, and Jin Wendong surrounded him so tightly that it was almost breathless.

Fortunately, Sun Kai came back not long after, with a pile of food in his hands. When Jin Wendong saw someone, he sat upright and coughed twice, "Tsk, why are you so slow."

Sun Kai stuck out his tongue tiredly, and said loudly: "Oh, I advise you to be kind to Jin Wendong!"

"Kindness, it's easy to talk about it," Jin Wendong hooked his fingers, "Hurry up and present the dishes."

Sun Kai didn't dare to get angry, so he put all the things in his hands on the table of the two of them at once, turned around and walked towards the door of the classroom, muttering while walking, "I can't afford to offend and I can't hide from you. Eat slowly."

Jin Wendong waved at him, "Go slowly!"

Sun Kai immediately turned around and spat: "I'll kill you!"

Wen Jinran: "..."

No one was there, Jin Wendong just slowly picked up the chopsticks, handed a pair to Wen Jinran, and smiled like a spring breeze, "That kid tricked me yesterday and made him bleed - you didn't eat breakfast, you can't save lunch, take it on."

Wen Jinran pursed her lips.

"What? Do you want me to feed you lip-to-mouth?" Jin Wendong raised his eyebrows, his smile faded, "You are not in good health, don't get mad at me with this, be good, be obedient."

Wen Jinran felt that it was necessary for him to firmly stand on his own ground, and he could no longer let Jin Wendong push forward like this, so he raised his buttocks and moved the stool away from him.

To Jin Wendong like this, losing his face is the second thing. After all, he has a thick skin and doesn't care about these things, but Wen Jinran obviously has feelings for him, so why did he express such resistance?

He couldn't understand, and even wanted to stimulate Wen Jinran.

So he took Wen Jinran's slender arm. Every part of Wen Jinran's body was in line with his wishes, and there was nothing he didn't like. When he turned his face, those hazy eyes could see him. His heart was ups and downs, a few times, he really wanted to ignore it...

Those whimsical thoughts with fun and fantasy were deeply suppressed in his mind and accumulated day after day.

Wen Jinran was afraid of the aggressive Jin Wendong. The first few times they kissed, Jin Wendong was not like this when he half-pushed them... somber, almost scary.

After several gentle kisses, Wen Jinran once again tasted a rough kiss.

Jin Wendong lowered his head slightly, kissed him half-gnawing, half-biting, and half-cherishing, and even wanted to stick his tongue into Wen Jinran's mouth. He wrapped his arms around his waist to prevent him from moving around, which scared Wen Jinran into screaming .

After 3 minutes, Jin Wendong reluctantly let go of him.

Wen Jinran's clothes were messy, his eyes were foggy, covered with water, his lips were completely bright red, wet, and he was panting quickly.

Jin Wendong's situation was much better than his, but his breathing was a little messy, but overall he was calm, he pretended to be fierce, "Do you want to eat?"

Wen Jinran didn't regain her composure for two or three days in a row, and now she was frightened by him again, her little face turned pale after it became rosy, her lips trembled twice, and her eyes turned black.

He felt something was wrong, subconsciously reached out to Jin Wendong for help, Jin Wendong grabbed his hand, his tone softened a lot, "I don't know what you are running away from."

As soon as the words fell, Wen Jinran's brain began to flutter, not the kind of joyful mood, but the body's early warning to the brain before coma.

Jin Wendong just watched Wen Jinran's head drooping and lying on his chest.

He was frightened immediately, it would not be an exaggeration to say that he was out of his wits, he quickly hugged Wen Jinran's small body, hugged him straight to see his face, picked him up in a panic and ran to the infirmary.

Fortunately, the school doctor was still on duty. When Jin Wendong hurriedly broke in, he saw this familiar scene and couldn't help but help his forehead, "Are you hugging the same little classmate as last time this time? Don't worry, don't worry, Put him on the bed and let me see."

The school doctor had treated Wen Jinran and had a copy of his medical records, so he was fairly familiar with his physical condition, so the diagnosis was methodical and calm.

After looking around, he asked about Wen Jinran's diet, and Jin Wendong was able to answer all of them: "I don't know yesterday, I didn't eat in the morning, and I just wanted to eat at noon, so I passed out."

The school doctor checked him carefully and finally made a diagnosis: "Last time it was heatstroke, this time it's purely hungry, and there are no other symptoms in his body. I put a bottle of glucose on him and he woke up in a while."

Jin Wendong's eyes never moved away from Wen Jinran's body. Hearing this, he nodded, and the self-blame in his heart almost overwhelmed him.

"As for this student's physical condition, I suggest that he take a few bottles of glucose with him." The school doctor looked at Jin Wendong's puzzled eyes and smiled, "Of course it is the kind that can be drunk, but sugar is also fine. If so, I want to persuade this classmate not to forget to eat."

Jin Wendong knew that Wen Jinran was weak, but he didn't want to make him pass out if he didn't eat a meal. This kind of thing usually happened to female classmates, but he didn't expect that boys were not in good health, and they were not much better than girls.

He said: "It's my fault, I will definitely supervise him next time."

After the school doctor hung up the water, he hid and went to eat. Jin Wendong stayed by the bed, without saying a word, staring deeply at Wen Jinran, wanting to imprint his face completely in his heart.

After Wen Jinran woke up, he relayed the school doctor's words on his behalf. Wen Jinran curled up on the bed, his body was so thin that he didn't look like a boy.

He remembered what happened before he fell into a coma, and his ears turned red instantly.

On the way back to the classroom, Jin Wendong guarded him silently, never leaving his arms for even half an inch, but he just didn't speak.

The person who had been nagging in his ear for a month suddenly became dumb, and Wen Jinran found that he was not used to it.

Until in the classroom, Jin Wendong obstinately supervised him to finish his meal, and returned to the back table with a few words. Wen Jinran was quite at a loss, the leftovers were thrown into the trash can behind the classroom, and the seat beside him was gone. Man, he's a little sick.

During the last class of the afternoon, he felt a light tap on the back.

A small note came from the back table. After unfolding, it was written with Jin Wendong's scribbled characters. What's rare is that he wrote every stroke very carefully, penetrating the paper.

[do you love me. ]