rose believer

Chapter 52 Rose - Cold Sweat
The life of the sophomore year was lackluster, and the days were like being filled with hydrogen balloons. Ren Yu felt that he had no free time to fill, but there were always new things coming one after another.

There are more and more courses, public courses and professional courses are parallel, elective courses for making up credits have become the most relaxing moment, you can take a small nap, and the teacher will not be too harsh.

Why is it called a hydrogen balloon?Because the pressure is only known to me, I can’t see anything outside. During the Spring Festival of my sophomore year, many relatives came to my family. Ren Yu’s P University campus card was circulated twice, and everyone’s face was full of envy. Sincere, without a trace of eccentricity and jealousy.

Whoever makes a lot of money will attract people's hatred, but whoever has a child admitted to P University is not envious.

On the fifth day of the new year, Ren Yu saw Jiang Limei again, at the family banquet of the two families.

The restaurant was set at the most prestigious hotel in Ancheng. The juniors first gave New Year greetings to the elders. In addition to giving red envelopes, Cao Qiong also prepared a New Year gift for Ren Yu and Ren Xun. It was a very beautiful snowboard.

Ren Yu thanked him politely, while Ren Xun was very excited. He became interested in skiing again this year. All kinds of ski equipment took up half of the underground garage. Jiang Limei was sitting on his left side. Sitting on the other side of Ren Xun, he vaguely heard that he was about to go skiing abroad next year, to Austria or Serbia.

The parents of the two parties seem to have acquiesced in the relationship between Ren Xun and Jiang Limei. Ren's mother joked that it is better for everyone to go together so that next year they can travel for the New Year.

This year, most cities across the country began to issue restrictions on fireworks. Without fireworks and firecrackers, the taste of the New Year seems to have disappeared all of a sudden, but the house of celebration has never been short of excitement.

In the private room, there were endless conversations, and Ren Yu drifted away from the topic, silently picking up food and drinking water, and when it was mentioned occasionally, he just smiled lightly and changed the objective evaluation of "this child has always been so introverted".

From the corner of her eye, Jiang Limei's hair seemed to grow a bit longer. The thick brown hair was slightly curly and hung on her thin and slender shoulders, as if it wanted to submerge the whole skeleton.She was fighting with a hard-to-peel black tiger prawn. The hand holding the chopsticks was white and slender. The sauce splashed onto her wrist, and it was a little red. Happens charming and style.

She has learned how to make up, and the little bit of gaudyness she had in high school is gone, and her beautiful face makes people upset.

Ren Yu hurriedly looked away.

"Let me come, this shrimp is hard to peel."

It was Ren Xun who spoke.

Mother Ren watched from the side, her eyes wandering calmly, and then she smiled and said: "Meimei has lost weight again, is it because she is not used to university life?"

Jiang Limei freed her hands and smiled at Ren's mother: "A little bit, but it's okay, I can adapt."

"You're still stubborn." Cao Qiong revealed the fault: "When I first went to school, I would call me every night and cry, saying that Yangcheng was too hot and the climate was not suitable, and she couldn't understand the Cantonese spoken by the local classmates, so I felt wronged. .”

"mom!"

Jiang Limei was a little embarrassed: "Why did I cry!"

"Yes, yes, that's all we Xiaoyu are good at. We never lose golden beans, but with mom, it's okay to cry! Girls are more delicate, and their lives are good."

It's okay if you don't believe in destiny, but if you believe in it, you will be constrained for the rest of your life.

Jiang Limei was not admitted to the school in Lingshi, and transferred to Yangcheng. The Yangcheng Academy of Fine Arts is also very good, but it is still far from what she thought. She and Ren Xun discussed quietly, and wanted to rush again during the postgraduate entrance examination, what to say It is also necessary to squeeze into the highest art school in the country.

"I'm just a little bit unlucky, my talent is not worse than yours, right?"

"Well, not bad, you are the best, you are a genius, who can compare with you." Ren Xun put the peeled shrimp into Jiang Limei's plate: "Eat quickly, genius."

Winter goes to spring, and then summer ends.

The cicadas on the tree shouted hoarsely and died, and then came the desolate and desolate autumn.

Autumn in Ling City is very short, but it has a soul-stirring beauty. The autumn wind blows away the haze, revealing the rare blue sea and blue sky.The leaves of ginkgo are all over the sky, spread out along the straight road of Ling City, the fallen leaves are wet by an autumn rain, and there are wet pieces of gold under the feet, as if living in heaven and earth.

Ren Yu started his junior year of school and participated in the orientation activities of the medical school for the first time as a senior.

He didn't want to go at first, but he couldn't squeeze out even a little time, but his senior brother fell down the stairs, and he was pushed up temporarily. As a result, he became the focus of the party that day. Not only people from the medical school, but also people from other schools came to inquire. Hearing Ren Yu's name, there are very few eight-year continuous students, and one of them is a mythical existence.

What's more, Ren Yu is good-looking.

In Zuo Jing's words, Ren Yu seems to have honed his own skin and bones in the few years of college.

He is humble and self-restraining, but his attitude is unattainable. He has the pride of a proud son. This pride depends on his excellent cultivation and family education. It does not make people bored, but makes people closer.

In the words of a first-year elementary school girl: "Senior Ren Yu, he is the high moon. You can say that he is gentle, but he is cold to everyone. The moon, that's how it should be."

Ren Yu is Bai Yueguang's words have been eulogized for several years, and finally reached Huang Youhui's ears, Huang Youhui refused to accept:
"Talk a thousand words and ten thousand, it's still that face."

Having said that, the school girl blushed: "Yeah, is there anything wrong with being good-looking?"

That's right, of course you're right, who wouldn't like a gentle and elegant Xueba.

But even though the suitors flocked to him, the names on the campus confession wall changed round after round, Ren Yu had never been in a relationship, Ren's mother was even a little worried, and secretly exchanged opinions with Ren's father, the child was really too busy, Or are you not interested in girls?

"My son, as long as his life is safe and smooth, and he is happy, even if he tells me that he likes boys, I can accept it." Ren's mother spent a long time building her heart before she said this.

"Don't worry about it." Ren's father didn't care. "The child hasn't met someone he likes yet. At this stage, his studies are the most important thing. Don't worry."

Ren's father spoke calmly, Ren's mother glanced at him quietly, and found that the child's father was a little too calm, as if there was some information that she didn't know.

The days were smooth and smooth, as if the weather had entered winter smoothly. A slight autumn rain knocked down the last yellow leaves in early November.

The busier Ren Yu was, the busier he was, the calmer he became, like a clockwork machine, repeating the necessary daily procedures.Under the heavy pressure, I finally caught a cold.

A firm materialist is fearless, and it is too vain for a classmate to make fun of him. Why don't you take this opportunity to create a file for yourself and write a medical record, which is the right to review.

Ren Yu had a fever, and the tail of the flu swept him.When you have a fever, your heartbeat speeds up, and it is inevitable that you will feel flustered. Although Ren Yu is a medical student, he knows that this is inevitable and normal, but he is still a little flustered.

It was as if something was about to happen.

That day Lingshi was very windy and the sky was gloomy. It was the beginning of midwinter. Ren Yu took the antipyretics and insisted on going to class. After an hour and a half of class, he felt drowsy. As soon as he finished class, his phone rang, as if he had predicted the time.

On the other end of the phone is Ren Xun.

Before that, Ren Xun was setting up an exhibition with the teacher of the school's oil painting studio, and he was so busy that his head was hanging upside down. The two brothers hadn't contacted each other for a month, and even the family group was blocked.

Ren Yu frowned unconsciously, and on the other end of the phone, Ren Xun said in an urgent tone:
"Brother, do you have the contact information of the high school teacher? I remember I had a notebook when I graduated. Do you have Teacher Shang's phone number?"

Ren Yu also remembered that in the tradition of Ancheng No. [-] Middle School, every graduate of each class will receive a beautiful roster, which includes the name and contact information of every student in the school year, and naturally there are also teachers.

But Teacher Shang.

Ren Yu only felt familiar, but couldn't remember which subject the teacher's surname was Shang.

"What's wrong with you? Is there something urgent?" Ren Yu gripped the phone tightly.

I don’t know if all brothers are like this. The younger brother is not afraid of anything, and always looks dissatisfied with his elder brother. Only when he breaks into something and has a mess that cannot be cleaned up, will he think of asking his elder brother for help.

Ren Yu's head hurt a little, which was a joint reaction of a cold. He was a little impatient and impatient, and asked again: "Who is Teacher Shang? I don't remember. What's the matter with you?"

Ren Xun was silent, as if he was thinking or hesitating. Finally, he answered ambiguously: "Teacher Shang is Jiang Limei's high school head teacher. I want to ask his contact information."

Ren Yu was puzzled: "Why did you find a high school teacher?"

Ren Xun paused again, and at the end of his tone, there was a sense of collapse:
"Brother, what should I do, I can't find Jiang Limei anymore, something happened to her family three months ago, I just found out now."

Walking out of the teaching building, facing the wind, the cold wind howled.

Ren Yu's high fever, which hadn't subsided all day, fell straight into the ice cellar, his feet were obviously weak, but he stood stiffly like a nail, he couldn't find anything, what happened?
Why are these words so scary when put together?
Thanks to the antipyretics, a thin layer of cold sweat covered Ren Yu's back, wet his clothes, and froze him solidly.

(End of this chapter)