Chapter 14 Shampoo

Ran Xing has watched a lot of romantic TV dramas, movies, animations, and novels, and she has a lot of good-looking suitors. She knows a little about all kinds of girl flirting routines. She occasionally feels that Fu Xuechen is flirting with her, but such Thoughts are only fleeting.

In fact, she and Fu Xuechen didn't know each other at all. They only met last week and didn't talk to each other for a week. In the past two days, they happened to meet him and helped her twice.

Just a few times you get along and you feel that people are flirting with you, what a big face.

The reason why the scandal between the two of them was so hot was that Fu Xuechen was too famous in this school, and it happened that someone posted a rhythm in the school forum, so everyone felt that Fu Xuechen was teasing him.

Ran Xing asked, if the person they've been with these few times is ugly, there will still be scandals.

She dared to pat her flat chest and promised that no one would pay attention at all, let alone gossip.

Ran Xing didn't worry about it at all, but when Qiao Mu mentioned it, she also thought of the business, so she opened WeChat, found Fu Xuechen, and said, "Your shirt is still with me!"

"You planned to pay it back when you sent me back to the girls' dormitory. You just left. I called you, but you didn't seem to hear it."

"I'll see when I'll give it back to you!"

After the message was sent, there was no reply after thirty seconds.

Probably...haven't seen it...

Ran Xing didn't care, but continued to buy an umbrella on Taobao.

After losing her umbrella again, Ran Xing learned her lesson. She decided to downgrade her consumption again. She didn't even buy heaven. She bought 9.9 umbrellas with free shipping, and bought five in one go.

She sent a screenshot of the order to the circle of friends: "I have decided that I will only use the most broken umbrella in the future. I am such a simple, low-key, introverted, ugly little broken umbrella that no one else wants to give away, there should be no more people. Take it indiscriminately, even if you take it indiscriminately, I still stock up."

Yuan Qian responded quickly: "You might as well buy a better umbrella for the price of five umbrellas, it will last longer and save face."

Ran Xing couldn't agree: "The point is that I don't want to lose my umbrella. I don't want to experience the feeling of being trapped in the library by heavy rain and starving, cold, and miserable."

Yuan Qian: "Okay, I lost my umbrella again."

Ran Xing: "Well, I lost it again. I thought it was "Tianyu Hongyan", my umbrella was so damn good-looking that it was always taken away, so this time I deliberately picked the ugly and cheap one, I threw this little broken umbrella in the corner and others would feel irritated at a glance, let alone take it away."

Yuan Qian: "..."

In order not to lose the umbrella, this person must have gone crazy!

Fu Xuechen kept an eye on Ran Xing all the time, and he saw her WeChat messages and the circle of friends she posted.

Buying five umbrellas for nine dollars and nine in one go is such a suffocating operation.

Fu Xuechen subconsciously wanted to praise and complain, but he finally held back.

Now is not the time.

He has to wait until he is sick and then trick the little girl to visit. Before that, he has to pretend that he is very cold and cold, so cold that he hasn't seen WeChat.

Human beings are actually quite fragile. If you do it, it's easy to get sick.

Fu Xuechen was soaking wet and blowing the air conditioner and fan all afternoon, and he developed a low-grade fever that night, but he felt that it was a bit deliberate to send the girl back to immediately become ill, so he replied to Ran Xing's WeChat the next afternoon: "Sorry, I haven't seen it before, I'm sick."

Ran Xing was working on the PPT to be used in the "German Classical Philosophy" class at the time, and when he saw the news of Fu Xuechen, he was stunned.

It's just a little bit of rain, and I got a T-shirt wet, how come I'm still sick!

You are a young and strong 19-year-old boy, tall and strong, how could you be ill after a little rain!

It's impossible for a sports scum like me to get sick in the rain, but you are actually sick!

...

Ran Xing couldn't help it, and replied, "You are really delicate!"

After the message was sent, Ran Xing looked at his reply, locked the phone screen and put it back on the table.

Well, Fu Xuechen probably won't reply.

Well, the patient wants comfort, not poison!

At this time, she said in a soft and cute tone, "Pay more attention to your body", "Take care of yourself", "Drink more hot water" and so on. The other party will be moved and then chat with you awkwardly.

However, she struck people from the inside out with one sentence.

Okay, please don't chat with me.

Fu Xuechen was suffocated when he saw Ran Xing's sarcasm. He thought that he was deliberately ill had been discovered, but he felt it was unlikely, so he followed Ran Xing's words and replied, "I also think I'm a little weak. , I got a little rain, and I turned on the air conditioner, and I actually got a fever."

God knows how long he has been blowing the air conditioner and fan to make himself sick! ! !

He felt that he had exhausted all his strength in order to make himself sick! ! !

Ran Xing thought she choked to death with another sentence, but Fu Xuechen's heart was really strong, and even after being beaten, he still looked like a calm face, a posture that I was very delicate and lied down to be ridiculed.

Ran Xingwei was a little surprised, and felt that this person was unexpectedly easy to get along with, not the kind of character that would tear you apart with her vicious tongue, so she said sincerely, "I really think your body is quite weak. , I actually fell ill from the rain yesterday, you have to pay attention to exercise, although studies are also very important, but the body is the capital of the revolution.”

The body is very empty, the body is empty, the body is empty...

Fu Xuechen was about to become autistic again. He felt that he was ill, and the little girl had already labeled him as "frail" and "frail".

If a man is not in good health, points will be deducted no matter where he is placed. Fu Xuechen immediately saves it: "Small problems, low-grade fever, it will probably be better tomorrow."

Ran Xing felt that Fu Xuechen's illness was a little deliberate. How could it be such a coincidence that he had a fever after accidentally drenched in a little rain after lending her clothes.

For no reason, the title of the post she read on 98 appeared in her mind: "Fu Xuechen, the great god of Zhuyuan, is soaking in the Chinese department, cute".

She was probably brainwashed by this post, because... She actually had the illusion that she was being soaked.

Shaking his head, Ran Xing quickly got rid of these distracting thoughts, and tried very hard to find a reason for Fu Xuechen.

The person Fu Xuechen is a master of learning. He stays up all night to study and lacks time to exercise. His body is inevitably thin and squeamish. Naturally, he is incomparable to a salted fish like her who sleeps eight hours a day.

Ran Xing thought for a while, but still felt that one should be kind, so he cut into the ordinary hypocritical comfort mode.

She quickly typed a line: "Go to the infirmary and take a look. Take the injection and take the medicine when you need it. In addition, pay more attention to drinking hot water, don't blow the air conditioner these two days, and pay more attention to ventilation in the room."

Nothing more than some clichéd nagging.

Fu Xuechen looked at the row of exhortations, but did not feel any warmth at all, but felt that his heart was blocked.

Girl, I'm sick, why do I tell you that I'm sick if it's enough for a person to take injections, take medicine and drink hot water?

At such a time, you shouldn't take advantage of the situation to mention a word to "visit the disease"!

You come to visit a disease at this time, and then ask for help to heal the fragile me, I am not yours!

Fu Xuechen felt that the little girl Ran Xing was a straight man incarnate, and she was too confused.

Fortunately, he has always done things in a thoughtful and proper manner. He has already arranged everything clearly, and immediately said coldly and politely: "I see, thank you!"

Immediately afterwards, he said, "By the way, my shirt is still with you. Can you send it over today? I live in Lantian Ershe, 512."

Well, can't count on visiting a doctor, can only count on you to return your clothes.

Ran Xing is the kind of girl who is lazy and homely. She just... doesn't want to go out. She just wants to stay in the dormitory to do PPT, and she goes to the boys' dormitory to get her shirt on. She thinks this is... too troublesome.

Fortunately, there was no rush, so she said, "I'll bring it back to you in the "Linear Algebra" class next week, or bring it to you when you get sick and invite you to eat big chicken legs."

Fu Xuechen was leaning back in his chair lazily at that time, looking at the jargon on the screen of his mobile phone, he coughed violently, and almost passed out of anger.

Does this mean that you don't intend to see yourself at all?

I'm sick, and it's because of you, you don't even plan to look at me?

Fu Xuechen's weak heart was damaged by 10,000 critical hits, but he could only speak pitifully with patience, asking, "Can you give it back to me today?"

There was a small mirror on Ran Xing's table, she took out the mirror and looked at it, her hair was a little greasy.

Because she was ready to stay in the dormitory all day on Sunday, Ran Xing was lazy and didn't wash her hair last night. Looking at her hair, she really didn't have the courage to go out, so she refused with no room for maneuver: "No way. ."

Fu Xuechen: "………………"

You deserve to be single.

Fu Xuechen covered his chest for a while, and let his breath go smoothly. Then he said in a super soft tone: "I'm in a hurry to use it, so can I beg you to return the clothes to me today!"

Ran Xing: "Can't you wear something else?"

Fu Xuechen: "No, I only bought this autumn outfit for the time being this year."

Ran Xing: "You can wear last year's."

Fu Xuechen: "I didn't wash last year's, so I don't want to wear them."

Ran Xing tilted his head to look out the window. After yesterday's storm, it was another sunny day.

The sun was so hot that the earth was roasting, and this autumn did not cool down at all because of yesterday's rain. She checked the temperature on her mobile phone. The temperature will continue to be high for the next week.

What kind of jacket are you wearing on such a hot day?

Ran Xing was too lazy to type, so he sent a voice reminder: "I checked the weather. The next few days will be hot and there will be no rain. You don't need a coat for the time being."

Fu Xuechen followed suit, he was really sick, his voice was like sand, but it wasn't bad. On the contrary, his clear and melodious voice had a metallic texture, which was very sexy and provocative: "I'm sick, I can't catch a cold anymore."

Ran Xing's lips twitched, and he couldn't bear it any longer. He said with a poisonous tongue: "It's unlikely that you will catch a cold. In high temperature weather above 35 degrees, wearing a jacket will cause heatstroke."

You also know that I get heatstroke when I wear a coat!

Can't you see such an obvious routine?

Fu Xuechen had no choice but to cut into the mode of fooling around: "I can only wear a coat and sweat a little to reduce the fever, and the temperature in the air conditioner is very low. I need to pay attention to keep warm. I am a patient now."

In short, I'm vulnerable, I'm terminally ill, and I just have to wear my coat to be okay.

Ran Xing: "......"

Ran Xing was silent, and felt what was going on with this man, why he had to return his jacket to him now, immediately, immediately, as if he was so sick that he would die without a jacket.

It's just a coat, why are you in such a hurry!

The two were at a stalemate for a long time, and the atmosphere on WeChat was suddenly a little awkward.

Fu Xuechen pondered for a moment, then changed his serious tone, he typed a line directly: "Ran Xing, I'm ill because of you anyway, so please be a person!"

Ran Xing really didn't plan to go out. She only planned to spend a day in the bedroom without washing her hair, but when she saw this, her face was filled with embarrassment and guilt.

In a society with low human affections, those who speak up and help others are a rare breed. Fu Xuechen has helped her twice. He showed her such great kindness, and she, he didn't have her because of her illness. Thinking of going to visit, she even dragged him to get his coat back.

Ran Xing, your character is already so bad!

Ran Xing, you are no longer worthy of being human!

Ran Xing, you can't be kind just because you don't want to wash your hair!

After a self-examination and self-reflection, Ran Xing also felt that her morality was not noble enough, so she sincerely apologized: "I'm sorry!"

Fu Xuechen was startled, thinking that she was going to refuse again.

After all, it is normal to refuse. This girl is quite a bit indifferent to food and salt, soft and hard, no matter what tricks he plays, she is... indifferent.

He was about to get his clothes back in a different way, but Ran Xing then sent a line of text: "I'm going to visit you who are sick!"

Fu Xuechen caught a glimpse of this sentence, and immediately laughed lightly.

Ran Xing, this girl may have a lot of stinky problems, but she is still kind.

Oh, after all, he is the one who worked hard to treat his dark circles under the eyes of An Lima Yinglong!

He picked up the phone and was about to reply, but when he saw that the other side was typing, he waited patiently.

Ran Xing continued: "But you have to wait."

"I'll wash my hair first."

Fu Xuechen: "………………"

He finally knew why the girl refused to come to deliver the coat.

She, did not, wash, head.

He smiled relaxed and relieved, but his tone was indifferent: "Well, okay, waiting for you."

Ran Xing didn't reply, it seemed that he was going to wash his hair.

Fu Xuechen thought for a while and changed Ran Xing's remarks to Lazy Wake.

Well, his Hypnos was probably a lazy, squeamish, sweet little girl.

Surprisingly good.

After Ran Xing finished chatting with Fu Xuechen, he went to the bathroom to wash his hair and take a bath.

After cleaning up and putting on light makeup, Ran Xing took off Fu Xuechen's shirt and folded it and put it in a paper bag. He borrowed an umbrella from Qiao Mu before going downstairs.

Because it is to visit a doctor, the necessary etiquette is still required, and it is not suitable to go empty-handed.

Ran Xing thought for a while, but went to the pharmacy and bought two boxes of antipyretic patches.

When checking out, she couldn't tell whether it was a blessing or a ghost. Ran Xing suddenly thought of the faint dark circles under Fu Xuechen's eyes. She felt that dark circles were such a thing, and she still couldn't give up treatment.

It just so happened that the pharmacy salesman was a girl, and there was no one else in the pharmacy on this hot afternoon.

Ran Xing asked crisply, "Is there Ma Yinglong hemorrhoid cream?"

She thought, to be a good person to the end, buy a box of Ma Yinglong for Fu Xuechen to see if it can cure dark circles.

The receptionist lady heard the words, looked at Ran Xing sympathetically, and glanced at her buttocks calmly from the corner of her eyes.

This girl has big eyes and a pointed chin. She is carved with pink and jade, and her eyebrows are picturesque. She never thought that she had an unspeakable secret and suffered from hemorrhoids.

So, the salesman, who was still paralyzed with a ruthless face just now, put on a smile on her face and looked enthusiastic, and led Ran to wake up to the shelf: "Little girl, come with me, Here."

Ran Xing followed, and the sales clerk began to introduce all kinds of hemorrhoid medicines to Ran Xing, some that looked like bullets, and some that needed to be soaked in the buttocks of traditional Chinese medicine... all kinds, all kinds.

Although Ran Xing has heard of hemorrhoids, he has never known what hemorrhoids are.

However, Ran wake up this person, no matter what happens, she is not in a hurry, not in a hurry, even if it is an embarrassing problem like hemorrhoids, she can bear a delicate and cute face like a doll patiently with the other party Ask about exchanges.

She even carefully asked about the specific usage of each hemorrhoid medicine, even if each one was shameful, she listened carefully.

In just a few minutes, Ran Xing felt that her knowledge of hemorrhoid medicine had been greatly improved, and she felt that she had benefited a lot.

However, she just came to buy Ma Yinglong hemorrhoid cream for Fu Xuechen, so no matter what the salesperson did, she only bought a box of Ma Yinglong.

The receptionist also felt embarrassed and embarrassed for such a young girl to buy hemorrhoid cream, so she did not recommend any further, but only persuaded: "Remember to go to the hospital, it's not a big deal, of course, if you don't understand anything You can ask me."

Ran Xing expressed his sincere thanks to the salesman: "Thank you!"

The receptionist gave her a look and said, "It's alright, my sister has had hemorrhoids before, but she's already healed. As long as she eats lightly and pays attention to cleanliness, it won't recur."

Ran Xing nodded: "I know."

She put the antipyretic paste and Ma Yinglong into a plastic bag, and went to the fruit store to buy a grapefruit and eight apples, and then went to Fu Xuechen's dormitory to visit the doctor.

The author has something to say: Xingmei went to visit Fu Shen with hemorrhoid cream, and Fu Shen cannot escape the stalk of hemorrhoids.

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