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"Hurry! Send it!"

Just three words, together with An Ran's "remember", fried the boy's brain to pieces.

So, as soon as his mind got hot, he reached out from his pocket and took out a love letter that he had already written. He gritted his teeth, closed his eyes, and handed it to An Ran, "An Ran, I like you, please accept it!"

An Ran looked at the pink letter paper folded into a heart in front of her, and was confused for a moment.

But she soon realized that she was being confessed.

So, she looked at the boy with a smile and said softly, "Thank you for your love, I have no intention of falling in love prematurely."

——"Nothing in return, I can't accept this."

She never expected that she would actually receive a love letter in her lifetime, or receive a love letter under such circumstances.

I don’t know if it’s because of my age or what.

Although the situation in front of him was funny, he felt calmer than ever before.

Rejection is to be expected.

The boy opened his eyes with regret and looked at An Ran's face, which was as bright as white jade, with a hint of guilt in his eyes, and a gentle and affectionate face. He just felt that even if his first active confession in his life was rejected, it would not be in vain for him to be here with her today. This chance encounter was not in vain for him to muster up the courage to confess his love.

In the noisy corridor, the handsome young man had a red face and red eyes. He looked at the picturesque An Ran in silence for a long time, and then slowly smiled brightly, "It doesn't matter, my name is Wei Yuanfeng. I like you very much." An Ran, please remember my name."

The young man's voice was hearty, and there was a seriousness that was easily distinguishable among the noisy crowd.

An Ran doesn't hate it.

She suppressed the smile on her face and looked at him with gentle but firm eyes, "Wei Yuanfeng, I will remember that you were the first person to send me a love letter."

A gust of wind blew into the corridor, blowing An Ran's black hair that hung gently on his shoulders. A burst of good fragrance poured into the tip of Wei Yuanfeng's nose, pure and clear, just like the one he walked downstairs in his home community in March every year. The fragrance you smell when you stand next to the white magnolia that blooms as expected.

It is always intoxicating and always brings peace, beauty and joy to people.

Look at the picturesque person in front of you.

Wei Yuanfeng suddenly felt that his first love in his life during his freshman year of high school might become a movie that would never end in his life.

Although the confession failed, unexpectedly, it did not affect the boy's mood.

Wei Yuanfeng even felt a little happy.

Soon, he regained his composure, said goodbye to An Ran with a polite smile, and then turned around and walked towards his companion who was standing there laughing and waiting for him.

Seeing the four teenagers noisily going up the stairs, they disappeared around the corner of the stairs in an instant.

The students who were watching around quickly dispersed.

An Ran withdrew her gaze from the stairwell and turned to the gloomy sky, where water light flashed.

She hurriedly looked at the roadside of the playground in the distance. Many students were running towards the teaching building with their heads in their hands.

It's raining, but Zhou Nigyue hasn't come yet.

She couldn't stand any longer and raised her feet to look for her, but soon she saw Zhou Nigyue running towards her from far away holding a black bag with a hat on her head.

Just wear a hat.

After she breathed a sigh of relief, she took out a tissue from her pocket, took out one, and stood quietly on the roadside waiting for her.

"An Ran, I bought it, are you okay?" Zhou Nigyue saw An Ran standing on the corridor on the first floor waiting from a distance, and she restrained herself from running towards her faster.

"It's okay." An Ran smiled and raised his hand to wipe away a few drops of water on her face, "Sorry, I have to ask you to buy things for me in the rain."

"What's the matter? Fortunately, we didn't get caught in the rain today." Zhou Nigyue quickly took out the sanitary napkin wrapped in a black plastic bag and stuffed it into An Ran's arms, "Let's go to the toilet quickly."

"Okay, let's go to the girls' bathroom on the first floor." The one on the first floor is closest.

"Okay." Zhou Nigyue had no objection to this, but was still thinking about An Ran's stomach, "Does your stomach still hurt?"

"It hurts, but it's okay. I'm used to it." An Ran just finished answering when she found that the black sanitary napkin in her hand was snatched away by Zhou Nigyue, "What's wrong?"

"I'll get it." Zhou Nigyue reached out to hold An Ran's arm and told her her own experience, "I rarely have dysmenorrhea, but I had it for a while when I was preparing for the graduation exam in the first half of the year. It was really painful."

"A lot of pressure, nervousness, right?" An Ran also had the same experience, especially the month before the exam, she was in so much pain that she couldn't get up from the bed. She couldn't sleep all night long, and even taking painkillers didn't help.

"Correct!"
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The weak sunlight shines on the bed through the window, and the big raindrops outside the window patter on the window. The wind roars, but the room is filled with silence and tranquility.

Everyone else in the dormitory has gone to the classroom for class, and there are still five minutes until the afternoon class time.

An Ran lay down on the bed, curled up, breathing intermittently and lightly.

The quilt that was tightly wrapped around her body was randomly pulled aside, and the cold wind wrapped around her body. She was conscious, but could not open her eyes for a long time. She also tried very hard to get up, but found that she was exhausted. She touched her forehead and felt a little. fever.

She knew she had a fever and wanted to go to class, but she was powerless.

I had no choice but to take out my mobile phone and call the class teacher to ask for leave.

Hearing that she had a fever, Lao Chen readily approved her lie, but she also lied like Lao Chen. She said she did not have antipyretics but did.

After asking for leave, I forced myself to go to the bathroom and change into a sanitary napkin. Then I returned to bed, wrapped myself in a quilt, and fell asleep again.

An Ran, who fell asleep, did not know that the story of Wei Yuanfeng sending her a love letter in the corridor in the morning was quickly spreading around the campus after fermentation at noon.

After several girls from Grade 1, Grade 1 heard the news in the dormitory at noon, they immediately came to class to see the person responsible for the gossip, but found that An Ran was not in the classroom at all.

They had no choice but to besiege Zhou Nigyue.

"Zhou Nigyue, you went with her this morning, didn't you know?"

"I really don't know." Zhou Nigyue looked at the classmates in front of her and felt very confused, "Where did you hear this? Don't tell me it's just someone else's rumor."

"How come it's just a rumor? Everyone in Class 9, Grade 1, knows about it. Now many people in the school know about it."

"Didn't you and An Ran go out during the second period break this morning? The time is just right."

"Yes, tell me, did you go to see the person who confessed to her?"

"What are you talking about?" Zhou Nigyue frowned and carefully reviewed what happened in the morning in her mind. She was really sure that no one sent a love letter to An Ran. "An Ran and I went out. , but we went shopping and didn’t see what you said.”

"Is it true?" Several classmates spoke aggressively, as if they had to ask her about the ugly girl today, "Think carefully, did you miss any news? Someone took advantage of you and An Ran when they were not together. , quietly stuffed her a love letter."

"How is that possible?" Zhou Nigyue retorted loudly, "Even An Ran..."

She wanted to say that An Ran had menstrual cramps that were so painful that she couldn't walk, so how could she still accept a love letter, but her words took another turn.

An Ran was in so much pain that she couldn't walk, reminding her that she had indeed been separated from An Ran for a while.

What the hell!

Is it really that coincidental?

Would someone really stop An Ran and send her a love letter at that time?

No way, no way, no way? ! ! !

The secretly guessed truth was too shocking, and Zhou Nigyue's eyes widened.

Seeing her reaction, the men and women who besieged her became even more enthusiastic, "The things spread in the school are true, right? This morning, someone really sent a love letter to An Ran during class."

"I..." Zhou Nigyue opened her mouth with difficulty, "I don't know, I didn't see it."

Some curled their lips, some squinted.

"Do you need to lie about something that everyone knows?"

"That's right, it won't matter if you tell us."

"We are just curious about what a boy who likes An Ran looks like."

"Is he really as handsome as the students from Class 9 say?"

Zhou Nigyue was confused by the series of questions and could only explain hurriedly, "I really don't know, there's no point in asking me."

"Cut~"

"It's not difficult to know what that boy looks like. It's okay if you don't tell him."

"Really, there is nothing to hide."

"Are boys bad?"

The people who besieged her didn't believe her. They thought she deliberately kept the secret secret from everyone, and dispersed after a few angry words.

This made Zhou Nigyue angry and anxious, but because she didn't understand the situation, she didn't know what to say.

"You really don't know?"

After a few people walked away, Zhou Nigyue's tablemates couldn't help but start gossiping.

"I don't know." Zhou Nigyue sat down in confusion.

"You're not lying?" My deskmate asked again. “You are a puppy when you lie to others!” Zhou Ning’s angry curse proved to herself.

My deskmate immediately shut up.

"Why don't you call An Ran and ask?" Zhang Xiaoli, who was sitting in front of her, believed that Zhou Nigyue really didn't know, so he couldn't help but remind her, "Class is about to start, and An Ran hasn't come yet."

Zhou Nigyue hurriedly took out her mobile phone and dialed An Ran's number.

Two minutes later.

Zhou Nigyue held her phone and discussed with Zhang Xiaoli with a worried expression:

"What's going on? She doesn't answer the phone either."

"Isn't it because you were affected by the love letter?"

"Probably not..."

"Then why didn't you answer the phone? Is that possible?"

"I'm really worried about her."

An Ran didn't come to the first class in the afternoon.

I called her three times before class but didn't answer.

I didn’t reply to the text messages I sent to her during class.

Shi Jian didn't know how many times she looked at her seat, the corridor and the door outside the classroom, intentionally or unintentionally, expecting her to appear soon.

After finally getting through to the end of get out of class, he stood up and walked towards Zhou Nigyue, wanting to find out why An Ran didn't come to class, but found that Zhou Nigyue and Zhang Xiaoli were holding umbrellas, looking like they were about to go out.

Without thinking, he chased after her, "Zhou Nigyue."

"Shi Jian?" Zhou Nigyue, who was holding hands with Zhang Xiaoli, turned around and asked, "What can I do for you?"

"There are a few things I want to ask you." Shi Jian said loudly.

"Can you wait until I get back to ask?" Zhou Nigyue replied.

Shi Jian said nothing, but came to the two of them in the blink of an eye, "Are you looking for An Ran?"

"Yes." There's nothing to hide.

Shi Jian asked again, "She is in the dormitory. Do you want to go to the dormitory to find her?"

"Yeah." Zhang Xiaoli nodded.

"What's wrong with her?" Shi Jian's face was completely worried.

Zhou Nigyue and Zhang Xiaoli looked at each other, wondering whether they should say anything.

Seeing their silence, Shi Jian's breath froze, but she slowed down her voice, "Does this also need to be kept secret?"

Zhou Nigyue shook her head, and after thinking about it for a moment, she said with some embarrassment, "Aunt Anran came to visit her today. She has a severe stomachache. We are worried..."

Shi Jian looked blank for a moment, but quickly regained her composure, "Are you worried about her?"

"I'm worried about her discomfort." Zhang Xiaoli used a euphemistic word.

Zhou Nigyue couldn't help but ask Shi Jian, "Do you know what we mean?"

"I know, dysmenorrhea." Shi Jian nodded and said the last two words very quietly.

Only Zhou Nigyue and Zhang Xiaoli could hear clearly. They couldn't help laughing when they saw him silently saying the word "dysmenorrhea", "Yes, we are going to the dormitory to see her."

"Thank you." Shi Shi thanked them warmly and asked carefully, "Please help me see if An Ran is feeling better. Do you want to help buy medicine? If you want, send me a message and I will buy it."

"it is good."

Wait for Zhou Nigyue and Zhang Xiaoli to run away.

Shi Jian turned around and walked to the classroom, but she couldn't calm down.
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An Ran was woken up by a "dong", "dong" and "dong" knock on the door in her sleep. She felt a terrible headache, but she didn't force herself to cheer up and asked, "Who is it?"

She was afraid that if she didn't come back, the people outside would knock on the door.

"Zhang Xiaoli and I." After knocking for a long time but no one opened the door, Zhou Nigyue heard An Ran's voice and immediately responded loudly, "An Ran, we are here to see you. Can you get up and open the door?"

An Ran was stunned for a moment, but quickly replied from a distance, "Here he is, please wait a moment."

There was a rustling sound of getting out of bed inside the door.

Zhou Nigyue felt that her hanging heart had finally reached the ground, and she even had the intention to joke with Zhang Xiaoli, "She must have overslept at noon, right?"

Soon, the door in front of the two people opened, and An Ran's burning red face was hidden behind the door.

"Why is your face so red?" Looking at An Ran's face that looked like a red apple, Zhou Nigyue and Zhang Xiaoli were shocked.

Not only were they shocked, An Ran was also shocked when he looked at the two people standing outside the door.

The gloomy sky has been raining since the morning, and it has not stopped raining. Coupled with the cold wind outside, no one will go out of the room unless it is absolutely necessary.

But after Zhou Nigyue and Zhang Xiaoli discovered that An Ran had lost contact, they immediately came to the dormitory from the classroom in the rain to look for her.

This distance is not close, and there is no place to protect it from wind and rain.

Although both of them took umbrellas, it was windy and rainy outside. Along the way, their clothes and shoes were soaked by the rain, and there were drops of water on their faces and hands.

Perhaps they were in a hurry to get out, so the two of them only had time to grab an umbrella without gloves. It was so cold to hold an umbrella outdoors with bare hands on such a cold day. You can imagine how cold it was.

The moment they opened the door, Zhou Nigyue and Zhang Xiaoli saw An Ran's red face.

And An Ran could clearly see the wet vapor all over their bodies, their two pairs of hands that were red from the cold, and the tips of their noses that were red from the cold.

"Why are you here?" An Ran said dumbly. She wondered if people were particularly vulnerable when they were sick. She felt the tip of her nose was a little sore.

"I'm worried about you because no one answered my phone call." Zhou Nigyue was trying to steady the dripping umbrella against the wall, but found that it seemed to be a very difficult task.

"You guys come in first and close the door." An Ran turned around, walked to the bed and pulled out his empty bucket from under Li Dan's bed. He also took a box of tissue paper from the table and brought it to the door. "You put your umbrella here."

She placed the empty bucket by the door and handed the paper towels to the two people who were covered with water. "It's raining heavily outside. Why are you coming here? Wipe it up quickly."

An Ran sniffed, feeling dizzy and feeling warm in her heart.

She was moved and remorseful. She had never faced this situation before, and she didn't know what to say to express her gratitude.

But Zhou Nigyue and Zhang Xiaoli didn't care much about getting wet. While wiping the rain off their bodies with paper towels, they even laughed and asked, "Are you very touched?"

"You must have been moved to tears by us..."

An Ran looked at their lively and bright faces and nodded, "I was moved to tears."

"It's enough to be moved." Zhou Nigyue finished laughing, then pretended to be angry and raised her eyebrows, asking her, "Why didn't you answer my call?"

"I was asleep and didn't hear it." An Ran laughed, "My phone is set to vibrate."

In addition, it was raining outside and the white noise was heavy, so it was very understandable that I didn't pay attention to the phone.

"Forget it, forget it." Zhang Xiaoli threw the wet tissue in his hand into the trash can, "We will forgive you today."

"Yeah, I forgive you." Zhou Nigyue also nodded, but did not forget the business, "Why is your face so red?"

Abnormal red color can't help but make people worry.

"I must have a fever." An Ran told him calmly.

"Do you have a fever?" Zhou Nigyue was startled and raised her hand to touch An Ran's forehead, "Oh my God, it's so hot."

Zhou Xiaoli next to him was also frightened, and then touched An Ran's forehead.

She was more attentive than Zhou Nigyue, who was panicking. Not only did she feel An Ran's forehead was hot, but she also felt a layer of fine beads of sweat. "You really have a fever, An Ran. Do you have a thermometer? Have you taken your temperature?"

"I didn't take my temperature, and I didn't have any medicine." An Ran shook her head, her eyes a little dull, "I'm sorry to bother you, but do you have to go to the dormitory to change clothes now, or go back to the classroom directly?"

Zhou Nigyue and Zhang Xiaoli were thinking about her, and she was also thinking about them.

"Oh, just leave us alone." Zhang Xiaoli helped An Ran, and she realized that she was swaying when she walked. Her legs were weak from the fever.

Zhou Nigyue also reacted and held Anran's other side, helping her to the bed, "Anran, you didn't go to class in the afternoon. Did you ask for leave from the teacher?"

"Please, let's call Lao Chen." An Ran's voice was hoarse.

It will be fine if you ask for leave.

"You remember to ask for leave when you have a fever, but you don't remember to call us to tell us. It makes us worried to death." Zhou Nigyue looked at An Ran's sick look and was very anxious.

"I thought it would be better to take a nap." An Ran smiled. 1314(End of this chapter)