long love becomes ill

Chapter 1683 Growing Wanton in Your Heart (58)

Mingzheng moved to Jiang Ai's residence purely out of whim. That night, Lin Ziyu didn't come to look for her. Before going to bed, he sent her the word "good night" as if nothing had happened.

Mingzheng felt her heart go cold, her eyes were red, she threw the phone aside, and then tossed and turned all night until it was almost dawn before falling asleep.

Fortunately, she only had class on Monday afternoon, and she didn't have to clock in and out of get off work, so she woke up at noon to tidy up.

"Sister Mingzheng, why don't I ask you for leave so that other teachers can substitute for you?" Jiang Ai asked cautiously when she saw her complexion.

One morning, Professor Lin sent her several messages, all of which were asking about sister Mingzheng's situation. The two of them were really serious. The quarrel was a quarrel. What was the cold war and what did they do when they ran away from home? It was really embarrassing for her.

"No, I only have one class in the afternoon, and I can't find a substitute teacher for my class." Mingzheng didn't sleep well, and her head throbbed, but she was still able to bear it, so she didn't ask for leave.

"Oh, good." Jiang Ai nodded weakly.

Mingzheng packed up and walked to Huada University. She was not in good condition and didn't even enter the office. She went directly to the music classroom and waited for class.

This class was appreciating piano music. She played Xia Ye's famous song, and the class passed without knowing it.

After Mingzheng finished class, it was already four or five o'clock, so she didn't go back to the office, left the school, and walked to the hotel.

Teacher Wang Ming pulled a small group from the teaching and research group, and Ming Zheng was also in it.

She didn't show up for a day, and the teachers in the group were all talking about her.

[I'm done with class, I have something to go back early today, so I won't go back to the office. ] Mingzheng said in the group.

[It’s okay if you don’t come back. The office is as cold as an ice cellar. In just one weekend, Professor Lin transitioned directly from spring to winter. His eyes can freeze to death! 】

[Could it be a marriage change? 】

【Who knows, Teacher Mingzheng, it's just right that you don't come back, so as not to scare you. 】

When Mingzheng returned to the hotel, he felt exhausted, had no appetite for dinner, and his head hurt, so he lay on the bed and fell asleep drowsily.

She didn't know how long she had been asleep, but someone came in, touched her forehead, and spoke in a low voice. She wanted to open her eyes, but her eyelids were so heavy that her consciousness was stuck in the mud, and she couldn't open them no matter how hard she tried.

"The fever reached 39 degrees, and everyone was confused. How did you find out?"

The man's voice was slightly hoarse, and because the voice was too low, Mingzheng couldn't hear it clearly, but felt that someone had put an ice pack on her forehead, and was sitting on her bedside, sighing softly.

After suffering like this for a long time, she was drowsy, and finally had the strength to open her eyes and move her body. The man who was lying on one side immediately woke up. He put his big palm on her forehead and asked hoarsely. : "Azheng, are you feeling better?"

Mingzheng's body trembled, although his consciousness was burning and confused, but after waking up, he could instantly feel the temperature of the man's body and his unique smell in the air and in the bedding.

That smell caught her densely like a net from heaven and earth. She used to be obsessed with the clear smell of the young man. Later, he became more mature and introverted, and his breath became more and more delicious, making people addicted. But now Mingzheng knows it, no matter how close he is, The heart is not in one place either.

She tilted her head, avoiding his warm palm, and struggled to get up.

Because of her movements, Lin Ziyu's whole body stiffened a little, his elegant and gentle face became paler, the corners of his lips pressed down, and he moved away for a long time.

Mingzheng looked at the water glass next to the cabinet, feeling familiar, then looked at the room, only to realize that she was actually in his own room.

"Do you want to drink water? The doctor said that you have a high fever. Drinking more hot water would be better." Lin Ziyu's voice was low and hoarse, following her line of sight, she keenly sensed that she probably wanted to drink water.

The man got up and poured her a glass of water from the thermos. He wanted to feed her, but after thinking about it, he silently handed the glass to her.

Mingzheng didn't answer it, and didn't even look at him.

Lin Ziyu's eyes dimmed, and he put the water glass on the bedside table.

After Mingzheng drank half a glass of water, her head throbbed again. She closed her eyes, curled up in the corner of the big bed, and continued to sleep.

At night, she felt extremely uncomfortable, her whole body seemed to be burned, and she was sweating all over her body. The faint, cold woody fragrance from the man's body was always lingering on the tip of her nose. Someone helped her wipe her sweaty back and small face over and over again. Can't stop sneering, Lin Ziyu, why bother?Isn't it better for them to return from bridge to bridge, and from road to road?

Anyway, he never thought about living a good life with her. Getting married can be regarded as making up for the regrets of many years.

The next morning, Mingzheng woke up, her headache had been relieved a lot, and her body felt very dry, but her mouth was very dry.

"Sister Mingzheng, are you awake?" Seeing her waking up, Jiang Ai immediately said happily, "I'll warm white porridge for you. After you finish drinking the porridge, take another dose of antipyretic medicine. The fever should be gone."

"What time is it? I still have class today." Mingzheng licked her dry lips and said hoarsely. She looked around the room, but she didn't see Lin Ziyu's figure. The smell of a man.

"Professor Lin asked for leave for you. He said that he will take your class. It's been the past few days." Jiang Ai quickly heated up the porridge in the microwave, and then got her a cup of hot water, and said, "Ming Zheng Sister, why did you suddenly get sick? Yesterday I couldn't wake up no matter how much I screamed, so I had to go to Professor Lin, who was so frightened that his face changed."

"Professor Lin took care of you last night. In the morning, I saw bloodshot eyes in his eyes." After Jiang Ai finished speaking, she stuck out her tongue and said, "I think Professor Lin is very nervous about you."

Mingzheng didn't say a word. She reached for her phone and checked the time. It was already ten o'clock in the morning. Even if she got up, she couldn't go to class.

Her physique belongs to the kind that doesn't get sick for a year, and she will be sick for half a month when she gets sick. It seems that the temperature of the air conditioner was turned down last night, and she has been running back and forth on weekends. She is tired and has a heatstroke and fever.

There are several messages in the phone, Ming Zheng clicked on it, and found that it was from Lin Ziyu, her eyes were slightly startled, she put it aside and didn't look at it, after drinking the porridge, taking the medicine, lying on the bed wrapped in a quilt, she struggled for a long time , touched the phone again, first checked the news of the small group of the teaching and research group, and then clicked on Lin Ziyu's dialog box.

The man sent several messages, from last night to this morning.

【Azheng, remember to eat dinner and go to bed early. 】

【Good night. 】

【I asked you for leave. I will take over the lessons for you these few days. You have to be good. 】

There was nothing else beside him, Mingzheng clenched the phone with his fingers a little stiffly, and laughed at himself in a low voice, he was still like this after all, he didn't say anything, he couldn't get close as if he had been separated by thousands of mountains and rivers.

[You don't need to substitute for the class. I'll find another teacher to change classes. I'm sick, and we don't fit to live together. You can move all your things out. 】

The other party did not reply for a long time.

(End of this chapter)