On the Correct Way of Not Failing a Course at the End of the Term

In the evening, the snow still showed no sign of stopping, so the two of them put on their coats and ran downstairs to the dormitory.

There are a lot of people coming down to play in the snow, and there are many couples on the lover's road.

Under the dim light, the snow in the sky is like a fairyland where particles play.

Song Yu let out a mouthful of mist, which dissipated in the air.

"It's snowing now, but it's not so cold now."

Yan Baijing smiled.

"It's common sense that snow doesn't turn snow into cold."

He saw the surprise in Song Yu's eyes, "I'm not from the north, and I've never seen such heavy snow before."

Speaking of which, it was the first time he had seen such a heavy snow.

The description of waking up to find that the world has turned to silver really appeared in front of him. It wasn't until Song Yu said this that he had time to savor the shocking scenery.

Perhaps unknowingly, habitually ignoring the things around him made him forget how to appreciate the beauty of the world.

"Me too."

In fact, the happiest thing is witnessing the first time with you...

Suddenly there was a burst of coldness around his neck, and the cold snow began to seep from his neck to his chest. The biting cold made him shrank his neck involuntarily.

"Fuck, Song Yu, come here for me!"

The cunning Song Yu stuffed his neck with snow and then slipped away, grimacing at a distance of about ten meters from him, "Idiot, call Dad if you are afraid, come and chase me if you have the ability!"

At this moment, Yan Baijing only had the feeling of liking Song Yu and his immortality.

Sneered twice.

Since Song Yu is looking for death like this, it seems impossible to cure him if he is not allowed to know who he has offended.

Yan Baijing arched his eyebrows at Song Yu with a kind look.

While Song Yu was still in a daze, Yan Baijing's expression changed, and he rushed forward.

When Song Yu came back to his senses, seeing Yan Baijing rushing towards him with vigorous strides, he was so frightened that he lost his mind and ran away.

"Damn!! Why are you chasing me!! I don't have emergency syrup!!"

Yan Baijing almost laughed angrily at this sentence, but the speed on his legs did not slow down at all.

"Ha ha."

"Fuck!"

Seeing Yan Baijing's reaction, Song Yu instinctively felt that there was danger behind him, so he quickened his pace of escape unconsciously.

However, the snow fell and fell, it was quite slippery, and one could only feel the breath of Yan Baijing getting closer.

Fuck! !Why is this guy running faster than me! ! !

This was the only thought in Song Yu's mind.

However, his body and motor nerves were completely out of sync, Yan Baijing directly grabbed Song Yu's collar, and in the next second, Song Yu finally felt the terror from Yan Baijing.

After Yan Baijing restrained Song Yu, he poured several fistfuls of snow into Song Yu's neck.

The frozen Song Yu shrunk his neck.

"Big brother! Big brother!!!"

"Brother? Hehe."

Not only did Yan Baijing not stop, but he stuffed it harder, not only on the back, but also on the front.

Soon Song Yu disarmed and surrendered.

However, it was of no use. Song Yu's center of gravity was unstable, and he was pushed to the ground by Yan Baijing.

The latter had no intention of letting Song Yu off at all.

"Miss Song, who gave you the courage to tease me?"

Song Yu was trembling from the melting snow all over his body, but Yan Baijing still scratched him hard.

"Hahahahaha, shit, shit, hahahaha I was wrong!! Big Brother!! Hahahaha!! Let me go!!"

Yan Baijing sneered, the right corner of his mouth curved into a cold arc.

"Brother? Miss Song, if you surrender now, from now until next Wednesday night, you will call me husband, have you figured it out?"

Song Yu's face turned green.

"I won't do it!"

Yan Baijing, however, continued to sit on Song Yu's body unhurriedly, making a gesture to pick up a handful of snow and pour it down Song Yu's neck, pursing his lips, "I'll do it."

"Whenever you call your husband or when you can overwhelm me, I will admit defeat."

Song Yu struggled hard twice, but his hands were pressed tightly by Yan Baijing's knees on the ground, there was no possibility of any resistance at all.

As he was struggling, another cloud of snow poured into his body from his neck.

Song Yu shivered.But Yan Baijing didn't mean to let him go. After thinking for a long time, Song Yu gritted his teeth.

Suddenly put on a pitiful face.

"I'm so cold."

Yan Baijing's movements froze, and the innocent look in his eyes made his heart tremble.

Song Yu took this opportunity to escape, freed his hands, pushed Yan Baijing to the ground, and imitated Yan Baijing's way of crushing him to death.

With a handful of snow in his hand, he poured hard into Yan Baijing's neck, laughing convulsively while pouring.

"Hahahahaha, idiot! Be fooled! Tell you to fuck me! See if I don't make you call me daddy!"

Yan Baijing seemed to have forgotten how cold Xueguan was on his neck, and only the innocent and happy face was left in his eyes.

It's as if everything is in slow motion.

There is only that smiling face and the snow all over the world.

The dark night, the dim street lights, the clouds of mist, and the lips that make people want to bite.

Seeing that Yan Baijing didn't respond, the smile on Song Yu's face gradually froze.

"what happened?"

Only then did Yan Baijing regain his senses, "Ah? It's nothing, it's a little cold, and I see that your clothes are all wet, go up and change, wash, wash and go to bed. Let's make it even today. Do you have any objections?"

The wind at night was indeed cold, but Song Yu didn't have any objections. It was just a joke bet, and Song Yu didn't feel relieved.

"Okay, it's frozen like a dog, you bastard, don't hold back any hands!!"

Yan Baijing smiled, Song Yu got up from him and stretched out his hand.

Without the slightest hesitation, Yan Baijing grabbed Song Yu's hand and tried to get up from the ground.

Song Yu helped Yan Baijing pat the snow on his body, "Let's go, go back later and be careful not to catch a cold, the weather is really cold."

Yan Baijing sneered, "I don't know who said that it's not cold when it snows just now."

Song Yu curled her lips, "How can that compare to this? That's enough, stop talking nonsense and go back to the dormitory. I'm freezing to death."

Yan Baijing didn't object.

The two went upstairs.

The dormitories have private bathrooms, and there is sufficient hot water supply in winter.

"You go first."

Considering that it was impossible for the two of them to take a shower together, Yan Baijing still stuffed Song Yu into the bathroom.

Wrapped in damp clothes, it was quite cold, and Yan Baijing didn't want to change into pajamas covered in dirty snow.

He simply wrapped himself in the wet clothes and waited for Song Yu to come out.

After a while, Yan Baijing felt less cold.

When Song Yu came out of the toilet, Yan Baijing was already drowsy.

Song Yu was wearing pajamas, seeing Yan Baijing's drowsy look, he frowned.

"It's your turn to wash."

Yan Baijing looked up lazily at Song Yu, stood up and walked to the bathroom.

Song Yu felt something was wrong, so he reached out and touched Yan Baijing's forehead.

"Fuck, are you a fucking idiot? You don't know how to take off your wet clothes? You have a fever!"

Although he was talking, Song Yu directly helped Yan Baijing take off his coat, stuffed Yan Baijing into the toilet, and went back to bed to help Yan Baijing pass the pajamas over.

"Go and wash."

Seeing Yan Baijing close the bathroom door, Song Yu put on a down jacket and rushed out.

The school doctor's office is quite far from the dormitory.

Need to cross most of the campus.

Song Yu trotted all the way, running wildly in the heavy snow, and couldn't care less about his image.

Panting, I ran to the school doctor's office to prescribe some antipyretics and cold medicine, bought a thermometer, and hurried back to the dormitory.

When returning to the dormitory, Yan Baijing just finished taking a shower.

Seeing Song Yu who was out of breath, although Yan Baijing was a little dizzy, he could clearly see the medicine in the plastic bag in Song Yu's hand. "……I am okay."

Song Yu drove Yan Baijing to bed without saying a word.

"It's okay, dick, hurry up and cover yourself under the quilt, I'll get you hot water and medicine, Zifan, you wash Bai Jing's towel in cold water and put it on his forehead."

Yan Baijing looked at Song Yu helplessly, seeing the concerned expression on his face, his heart warmed.

I don't plan to hold on to anything anymore, and if I am taken care of by him once in a while, it will be my return.

Yan Baijing lay down on the bed, covered the quilt obediently, and Song Yu went downstairs to fetch hot water in peace of mind.

After Song Yu came back, the first thing he did was pour a cup of hot water, put the medicine in his hand as the doctor ordered, and handed it to Yan Baijing with the water.

"Take it, antipyretics."

Yan Baijing obediently took the medicine, blew on the hot water, and swallowed the medicine.

Song Yu handed over the thermometer again, and shook it twice, causing Yan Baijing to pinch it under his arm.

Yan Baijing followed suit one by one.

After doing all this, Song Yu lay down on the bed with peace of mind.

"The two of you are so idle, it hurts to have a snowball fight at night." Luo Zifan complained lazily on the bed. "Tsk, Bai Jing, you are so weak...you can catch a cold casually."

Yan Baijing just replied lazily, "Get lost."

"That's right, the dormitory was cleaned up with great difficulty, and you trampled the floor to death."

"I said, is your dick bothering you? Didn't you see that Yan Baijing was sick? It's not like you won't clean up tomorrow, do you have shit in your head?"

Song Yu and Zheng Jingren couldn't get along because they thought Zheng Jingren was a big man.

Zheng Jingren was also displeased with the other three people, feeling that the hygiene of the dormitory was too poor for him.

Yan Baijing caught a cold, and Song Yu actually cared a lot. At this time, as a roommate, Zheng Jingren didn't show his concern.

Song Yuhuo also came out.

Zheng Jingren just replied, "It's love to take care of him, and it's duty not to take care of him. What right do you have to let me condone your behavior? This is your dormitory alone?"

After Song Yu heard this, he immediately jumped off the bed and punched Zheng Jingren in the face.

"Fuck you, did your mother teach you to respect people? Didn't she? Okay, I'll teach you."

"Song Yu, come on, we're all in the same dormitory, don't do anything." Luo Zifan also got off the bed, stopping Song Yu's next punch in time.

Zheng Jingren glanced at Song Yu contemptuously, and let out a cold "hum".

Angrily, Song Yu almost punched him again, but was stopped by Luo Zifan.

"Zheng Jingren, it's almost time, Yan Baijing has a cold, let him go to bed first, if there is anything else, we can solve it tomorrow."

Luo Zifan glanced at Zheng Jingren indifferently. Although he spoke very neutrally, he couldn't say he was not angry.

Song Yu thought of Yan Baijing, and his anger was suppressed by him.

Back on the bed, Yan Baijing was already asleep.

Patiently helping Yan Baijing change a new towel, he lay back on the bed again.

The whole night, Song Yu didn't sleep, and kept taking Yan Baijing's body temperature, changing towels constantly.

It wasn't until early morning that Yan Baijing's fever subsided.

Song Yu let out a long sigh of relief when he saw that the thermometer showed 37.5 degrees.

Seeing Yan Baijing sleeping soundly, he smiled reassuringly.

The tiredness of the night finally came to my mind.

As soon as he fell over, he fell asleep.