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Under the desk, Yuan Yun had been holding Rong Wan's hand and clenched it tightly.
Rong Wan only felt that Yuan Yun had lost a lot of weight again, and her cheeks were about to lose weight. She was 1.85 meters tall, and she was just the age of a long body. Lying on the table, he covered his face with his math textbook, and whispered, "Have you not eaten all these days?"
Yuan Yun laughed. He has always been very serious in class. At this moment, he couldn't help covering his face with a book, and said in a low voice, "Eat, how about you, have you received a love letter these days?"
"Hello." Rong Wan pushed him
The math teacher on the podium couldn't help but threw the triangular board and said, "The two boys in the penultimate row, don't talk to each other, the one by the window, stand up and answer the question."
Rong Wan was taken aback and explained in a low voice, "The previous young math teacher's wife gave birth. This is a substitute class, and she is the most severe one in the whole grade."
Yuan Yun stood up slowly, although the sharpness and indifference between his brows had faded a lot, but the tall man stood up suddenly, which was still a bit terrifying. And answer a few questions at random, and the answers are all correct. The math teacher in his fifties also recognized that he was probably the one with the best grades in the class, so he only taught him a few words and let him sit down.
When Yuan Yun sat down, Rong Wan couldn't help but gleefully laugh.
Yuan Yun grabbed his hand again, suddenly thought of something, took out a packet of preserved fruit snacks from his schoolbag, and stuffed it into Rong Wan.
Rong Wan smiled and asked, "For me?"
Yuan Yun nodded, looking down at him with gentle brows.
The weather was very hot, and Henggao finally started to install air conditioners. Unfortunately, this is their last year of study here, and it’s already October, so they can’t enjoy it anymore. However, after Yuan Yun came back from Beijing, maybe he was too tired, or maybe it was raining, and he caught a cold the next day.
He has always been in good health, and he didn't take it to heart at first. He only drank some cold medicine, thinking that he would be fine after a sleep.
As a result, for the next two or three days, kept coughing and kept coughing. It seemed that staying up late, which had been backlogged for too long, suddenly broke out and started to have a high fever.
The soup that Rong Wan brings once a week has also become a daily one, so Yuan Yun can drink a little, but Yuan Yun has no appetite.
Rong Wan came to school very early that day, thinking that the cold could not be delayed, and if it was delayed, the minor illness would turn into a serious one. Later, Yuan Yun came and went to the infirmary for an injection. But when he finished his breakfast, Yuan Yun hadn't come yet.
Nothing will happen, right? Rong Wan felt very uneasy, and couldn't help but go to the office to ask Lao Lin. Lao Lin stayed in the office all day, and he didn't even know that Yuan Yun was not here! Immediately anxious: "Even if you are sick, do you want to take a leave from my head teacher if you don't come?! You don't even have the strength to send text messages?"
Rong Wan was anxious, thinking that if he was so confused that he couldn't lift his eyelids, how could he get up and send text messages. He didn't explain it to Old Lindo, but couldn't help but say, "Teacher, why don't I go take a look? I know the address of his house. It's just one morning. I'll go and return quickly."
Old Lin said, "I'd better go. Do you know how many courses you have to drop in one morning?"
But as soon as the words fell, someone over there called Lao Lin to go to a meeting. This is the third year of high school. There is a big exam once a week and a meeting. The class teachers are also very busy. : "Jing Yizhi, go ahead, keep in touch with me if there is anything, if he is not at home, it must be another fight-"
Rong Wan interrupted him: "It's not a fight, teacher, he said he won't fight in the future."
Yuan Yun promised him what he would do.
Rong Wan was just afraid that what else would happen to Yuan Yun's father. The system reminded him that his father would be back in the next two days because the school called him and told him that Yuan Yun had entered the national finals in the math competition. But the journey on the road is uncertain, and the system has no way to confirm which time to return home.
If Yuan Yun is still alive and kicking when he comes back usually, Rong Wan won't be so worried.
But now Yuan Yunzheng was ill, if his father wanted to beat him, he would really be powerless to resist. So he had to hurry over and take Yuan Yun to the hospital, avoiding his father.
What's more, there is another thing, Rong Wan has always wanted to find an opportunity to go to Yuan Yun's house to make arrangements in advance.
Rong Wan returned to the classroom, spent two minutes hurriedly packing his schoolbag, then went out of the school gate, took a taxi, and ran all the way to Yuan Yun's house. Although Yuan Yun didn't let him go to his house, he still told him the address of his home, and the system could also check it through the school's information.
The closer he got to Yuan Yun's house, the more Rong Wan's heart jumped—
It is an old-fashioned looking building. The buildings in the community are very dense, and the railings for drying clothes almost stick out of the aisle. Rong Wan hurriedly climbed the stairs and rushed to the fifth floor. After confirming which one was Yuan Yun's house, he started knocking on the door.
There is no sound inside.
Rong Wan started to call Yuan Yun, and the bell rang inside. Rong Wan finally breathed a sigh of relief, and it seemed that he was still at home.
I don't know how long it took, and there was the sound of Zhuangzhang's footsteps, reluctantly moving to the door, and the door was opened with great difficulty. As soon as it was opened, Rong Wan stepped in subconsciously, Yuan Yun suddenly fell on him, Rong Wan couldn't support it, and the two rolled to the ground together.
Rong Wan reached out and touched it, and it was so hot that he almost retracted his hand. It was the first time he had seen Yuan Yunsheng so ill. He didn't know how hot it was. His lips were pale and bloodless. All sweat. Yuan Yun reluctantly opened his eyes, and when he saw it was him, he seemed to finally wake up a little, and reluctantly got up from him: "...Didn't I say that I won't let you come?"
Rong Wan helped him up with difficulty and closed the door, feeling that his arm was about to be crushed: "There's no one else in your house, so you're going to be burned to death if I don't come."
Yuan Yun's high fever to the point of lax consciousness then concentrated a little - there was no one at home. The anxiety and tension in his eyes loosened a little.
His hot breath sprayed on Rong Wan's neck, Rong Wan didn't care about anything else, he leaned against the wall and slowly helped him back to the room.