chapter 10 past memories (2)

Chapter 10 past memories (2)

My nose became sour, I raised my head and tried my best not to let the tears fall: "I was in a bad mood, so I didn't answer your call."

"Oh."

"My father is in the late stage of gastric cancer. Before he left, he was still thinking about a bunch of his scientific research projects. Everyone was confused, and he was still talking about a lot of professional terms."

Finally reaching the gate of B, he put me down carefully, and said, "I understand Uncle's mood. Xiaoge, don't be too sad."

I turned my head and said nothing.

More than sad.

And hate.

I can't forget Dad holding my hand, his lips trembling, and he repeats only one sentence from beginning to end.

After returning from B University, no one stayed in the dormitory. I lost all strength and fell asleep in a daze as soon as I slumped on the bed.

I dreamed of my senior year of high school, and during those dark days, every day was crying and sad.

The dream is shattered, like glass slag with sharp corners, it hurts when you touch it.

After a few hours of sleep, I was woken up by the sound of the door opening, and when I looked up, I saw a calm with a hot water bottle.

"Isn't your thermos blue?" I glanced at the pink thermos in her hand.

Her face was very calm, she rummaged through boxes and cabinets to find a crayon pen and wrote on the bottle. I sensed something was wrong, I sat up and saw that the words she had written were:

Once upon a time there was a thief who liked to steal hot water bottles, and then he\/she died.

"Your thermos has been stolen again?" I was surprised.

Calmly put the thermos in the corner, and said angrily, "Pigeon, I'll borrow some hot water from you tonight. I'm so unlucky, I lost the third thermos this month!"

Because the water room is far from the dormitory, students often put the hot water bottle outside the water room, and then go to the water room to pick it up after they leave the study room. But there are often people who take other people's thermos as their own.

"You can't do it like this. You should learn from me and carry the hot water bottle to the study room."

she threw the crayons on the table calmly, and said, "Then why don't we send it to the dormitory, it's closer. Hey, you say, it's almost eleven o'clock, will those two come back? Xiao Lu, no need. Say, you are working hard in the study room. Shuangshuang doesn't know if you have reconciled with the captain? If I say, that frustrated man, you should beat him! I am a blue belt in taekwondo!"

I smiled and wanted to answer, but my eyes were darkened, and I lay back on the bed heavily. Calm probably didn't see my answer, and looked back at me, shocked: "Are you all right? Why is your face so red?"

I struggled to lift the curtain and looked at the full-length mirror. Sure enough, my cheeks were abnormally flushed.

"Aren't you with the handsome guy today? Did you eat something unclean?" Calmly, she poured me a glass of water. I took it gratefully and took a sip: "Maybe it's freezing, and it'll be fine after a sleep."

But this sleep, did not sleep away the disease.

For several days in a row, I had a low-grade fever, but near the end of the semester, the teacher began to focus on the exam. In order to pass the exam smoothly, I had to take medicine and stick to the class.

The most perverted should be the teacher who teaches us literary theory. He never told us the key points all at once, but revealed a little in each class, so that no one in the class dared to skip class.

Finally, during a focused class, I fainted.

In a daze, I felt someone carry me on my back, and the sky light on my eyelids brightened and dimmed for a while. Finally, I felt myself being laid down on a bed, and something pressed against my chest, as if listening to my heartbeat with a device.

I just heard an unfamiliar voice say: "She has a fever for a few days, why did you send her here now?"

A calm voice sounded: "I was going to bring her to the school doctor's office. She always said that it would be fine after she sleeps."

"You girls are really weird. You don't go to the doctor when you are sick. If you sleep and eat, you'll be fine. If you can treat the disease by sleeping and eating, what do you need a doctor for?"

I wanted to laugh, hooked the corners of my mouth, and the muscles in my face were extremely stiff. As soon as I was in a hurry, my consciousness was completely awake.

Opening my eyes, I saw Calm and a man dressed as a school doctor standing by the bed. Seeing that I was awake, she asked calmly, "Dove, you are awake! How are you feeling now?"

My head was so heavy that I couldn't answer a word.

The doctor said angrily: "I'll give you a drip first, you almost got pneumonia! This classmate, next time you make a fool of yourself, I'll find your department chair and cancel your scholarship. In serious cases, you may even fail your major."

"Doctor, you are too dark. I study very hard and won't fail..."

He didn't change his expression: "You study hard? Haha, I didn't see it, you don't even know me."

I squinted my eyes and looked at his face again, but I didn't recognize him.

Calm finally couldn't hold back, and whispered: "Dove, he is also our elective teacher."

Having said that, I think he looks a little familiar...

I seem to have really picked something this semester... Psychological Health and Education?

"But..." I said weakly, "You are a psychology teacher, why are you in the school doctor's office..."

"Psychology is my second degree," he said succinctly, skillfully sterilizing with alcohol, putting an IV on me, and flicking the plastic tube. "You need to hang on for three days."

I was about to cry: "It's fine to hang up for six days. Teacher, please don't let me hang up the electives, please?"

He looked at me speechlessly, before saying, "Okay."

How dare he really consider letting me fail the course?

Calmly whispered in my ear: "His name is Chen He, Mr. Chen, you can remember, don't call it wrong, so you don't have to fail the class."

I nod.

"Then I'll dodge first, and I'll go back and tell you the key points of the teacher's drawing. Both said to see you in the afternoon."

Hanging on drips is a tiring thing. Looking at the drop of potion, my eyelids are sore, and sleepiness swept over me.

After sleeping for an unknown time, my consciousness was in a semi-dim state, and I suddenly heard a familiar voice: "Xiaoge, Xiaoge."

I opened my eyes and saw Mu Nanqiao sitting by the bed, and the needle on my arm had been pulled out at some point.

"The drip is over, I'll take you back to the dormitory." He stretched out his hand, trying to help me up. I asked dumbly, "When did you come?"

"Shuangshuang called me. She seems to be busy and can't accompany you."

Shuangshuang must be busy dealing with the relationship with the captain.

Really lost friends.

"You are so generous, you can even fall asleep on the drip." Chen He in a white coat walked over, "Okay, you can go, remember to continue to have the drip this time tomorrow."

I wanted to say something, but I coughed violently. Mu Nanqiao quickly patted my back: "I asked Lu Yuewei to take one of your clothes from the dormitory, put it on quickly, don't catch a cold. You will need stomach medicine when you go back."

Chen He opened his eyes wide: "What? Do you still have stomach problems?"

"It's not serious." I said quickly. Amitabha, I don't want to fail the first semester of college.

He snorted and said, "Forget it, it's all nonsense to talk too much. I'll just tell you a story: There was a man who was taboo against medical treatment, and then he died."

"..."

How does this person behave with calmness?

I put on my clothes, and when I looked up, I saw that Mu Nanqiao's face was as cold as ice, and I was shocked. Could it be that it was inconvenient for him to have an attack just now, and now he wants to settle the account with me?

"Teacher!" Mu Nanqiao looked at Chen He very unfriendly, his eyes were sharp and cold, "This story is not funny at all. You are a doctor, you may be used to seeing life and death, but have you tasted what it is like to be at the juncture of life and death. I'll never forget that heart-wrenching pain."

Chen He looked at him without saying a word.

I don't even know what to say.

Mu Nanqiao stretched his arms to my legs and bent them down. Before I could react, I was hugged by him. I was taken aback: "Munanqiao, let me down!"

"I'm afraid you will fall." He pursed his thin lips, "You can't take care of yourself, and you won't let others take care of you?"

"No! Going out like this will be surrounded by many people!"

With a strange expression on his face, he forgot that he was angry with Chen He just now, but turned around and asked Chen He, "Teacher, will you be watched by onlookers if you send a sick girl back to the dormitory like this?"

Chen He touched his nose, held back a smile and said, "It's not surprising, they all praise you for helping others."

I waved my fist in protest: "Teacher, touching your nose is a sign of lying, you are lying!"

"I didn't expect you to remember the knowledge points I talked about! Yes, Ruzi can teach you."

"That's not the point... Hey, Mu Nanqiao, let me down!"

Mu Nanqiao directly covered me with a blanket and asked me seriously, "Do you want me to carry you back or carry you back, you can choose one."

I whispered: "Hold."

He snorted coldly from his nostrils, hugged me, and left the school infirmary. I groaned and consciously covered my face with a blanket.

Mu Nanqiao's embrace is very firm and warm, and the sweater has a warm smell of the sun, which makes people want to rub it a few times. She was hugged a few steps in this way, and the sleepiness swept over again.

It was just that there were whispers and whistles from outside the blanket, and a cool breeze poured in, and it looked like he had reached the bridge.

"If you want to eat or play these days, just text me." Mu Nanqiao suddenly said lightly.

I shrank my neck and replied in a nasal voice, "I want Tuan Tuan."

"Okay, I'll discuss with your cousin to see if she can stew her dog."

I turned my head and rolled my eyes at him: "I'm not talking about eating, I just want to hug each other."

He calmly accepted my white eyes and smiled slightly: "Okay, no problem."

I didn't take his words to heart. Mu Nanqiao would not rashly go to my aunt's house to ask for a dog, and the dormitory was not allowed to keep dogs.

I was helped back to the dormitory by the aunt in the dormitory building. When I opened the door, the aunt asked me, "Which bed is yours?"

"This, it's okay, I'll climb up by myself later." I said, "Thank you auntie for sending me up."

Auntie pouted and smiled: "Wait a while to get into bed? Are you in a hurry to go to the balcony to say goodbye to him?"

"Auntie, you think too much..."

"Come on, don't make people wait for a long time." Auntie closed the dormitory door without listening to my explanation.

I walked to the balcony and looked down, and sure enough, I saw Mu Nanqiao standing downstairs, looking up here. He was wearing white sweatpants and a gray zip-up jumper, and he looked so comfortable and warm.

I like this kind of Mu Nan Qiao.

No edges and corners, gentle and considerate, but enough courage and ability to occupy a crucial position in your heart.