Exclusive Dummy Attack

Qin Ziming never expected that, walking all the way up, although he waited a lot to return to Fang Zhishao on the way, and even spoke harshly to the slow Fang Zhishao, the SLR lens in his hand never left Fang Zhishao.

Qin Ziming, who never felt that he was a hypocritical person, flipped through the photos he had taken along the way, and looked back at Fang Zhishao, who had fallen some distance behind him, sighed lightly, and landed directly on a rock near a gazebo on the top of the mountain. Sit down, away from the crowd as much as possible.

Panting, Fang Zhishao finally climbed to the top of the mountain, and when he saw Qin Ziming sitting leisurely on the rock, he was very angry.

He sat down beside Qin Ziming, and said in a somewhat unfriendly tone: "Teacher, I actually don't think you need to drag me here to waste your time."

After saying this, he found that Qin Ziming just raised his head and glanced at him indifferently, then he didn't speak, but took out the album and started painting.

Fang Zhishao felt aggrieved when he saw that he was ignored.

Why did he climb the mountain with the person he liked without eating breakfast?Increase alone time?But they already live in the opposite door, and they are close enough, why do they want to make trouble for themselves?

But the teacher is so lukewarm to him, could it be that he doesn't like him?If that's the case, why should he eat the meals he cooked?Promise to go to school to meet the teacher?And what about tutoring for yourself?

Fang Zhishao, whose thoughts began to drift away, retracted his wild thoughts and set his eyes on Qin Ziming's picture album. Suddenly, a picture flashed in his mind, which was very familiar, as if he had encountered it before.

Just when he began to recall that he had met him, his stomach, which was originally safe and sound, suddenly throbbed.It was just a shallow pain at first, but later it turned into a concentrated pain.

Beads of sweat had already covered her delicate face, and her hands on her thighs were tightly clenched.

I was too rushed to go out this morning and forgot to take stomach medicine, and I did such a workout without breakfast. It is impossible not to have a stomachache.

He bit his lower lip tightly, still hesitating in his mind whether to tell Qin Ziming.

Even if I was a little unhappy just now, there is no need to have trouble with my body!

Feeling the throbbing pain in his stomach getting worse, Fang Zhishao, who couldn't bear it anymore, grabbed Qin Ziming's right hand suddenly.

Unprepared, Qin Ziming could only watch his painting being suddenly grabbed by Fang Zhishao and destroyed, and his original good mood turned bad because of this.

The cursing words in his mind had already been organized in his mind, but when he turned around and saw Fang Zhishao's pale face, he was still frightened.

He dropped the paintbrush and drawing book in his hand, supported Fang Zhishao and asked worriedly: "What's wrong with you?"

Facing Qin Ziming's worried eyes, Fang Zhishao suddenly realized why he felt familiar when he saw the teacher's painting. It turned out that they had really met before, but it was so long that everyone forgot.

Although he remembered this, the stomachache still made Fang Zhishao realize the most important thing in front of him.

He said very weakly: "Stomach pain!"

Hearing this, Qin Ziming carried Fang Zhishao on his back without saying a word and went down the mountain to the hospital.

In the hospital, Qin Ziming looked angrily at the boy lying on the hospital bed for infusion, and wanted to say something, but seeing the pale face on the bed swallowed it back alive.

After repeating this several times, Fang Zhishao, who was lying on the bed, looked at Qin Shuheng with great enjoyment.

He said how could he fall in love with the teacher at the first sight. It turned out that he had met him a long time ago, but the meeting again a few months ago brought back a feeling that he had forgotten before.