Crazy coquetry in his paranoid arms

Chapter 17 "Aye, You Can't"

In the morning self-study the next day, Jiang Ye was like an eggplant beaten by frost.

Don't say you're late, just walk into the classroom carelessly.

Without listening to the teacher's words, he walked straight to his seat.

I caught a glimpse of the umbrella on the desk and stuffed it in the drawer.

Stretching her long legs, she crossed Su Yan's area and landed on her chair.

Sleeping on my stomach, motionless.

The Chinese teacher had no choice but to turn a blind eye and gritted his teeth bitterly, letting him go.

In the eyes of most teachers, Jiang Ye is a person who cannot be supported by mud, but fortunately he has a rich father.

Because of Jiang Ye's unintentional existence, Su Yan sat upright and sat down to study by himself, finally heaving a sigh of relief.

"Aye, Aye!"

Fu Yang called Jiang Ye twice, but he didn't respond, he couldn't help frowning and walked over, pushing Jiang Ye's shoulder.

"Aye, are you going to drain the water?" He asked.

Jiang Ye buried his head in the crook of his arms, moved slightly lazily, his face turned inward, and his cheeks were a little flushed abnormally.

Fu Yang felt the heat emanating from his body, looked at his face again, and raised his hand to touch his forehead.

"Hold the grass!" he yelled, throwing it away like a hot potato.

"What happened?"

Fu Yang's surprise attracted many students in the class to look at him. Zhao Chengcheng yawned and asked him weakly.

Fu Yang: "Aye has a fever, his face is so hot that he can boil eggs!"

Zhao Chengcheng was still dazed from lack of sleep, so he replied slowly: "Oh, it's normal, if I were him, I'd also be pissed every day."

"..." Fu Yang stared at him stupidly. "I mean, Ah Ye has a cold, are you out of your mind?"

Fu Yang expressed doubts: "How did it grow?"

Zhao Chengcheng's black line: "..."

"Why don't you ask for leave? Why do you still come to school?" Zhao Chengcheng muttered, walked up and touched Jiang Ye's forehead, like a stove, and slammed it away, "Oh, really!"

As he spoke, he shook Jiang Ye's shoulders.

Jiang Ye didn't sleep well or restfully.

My head is dizzy and swollen, I feel my heart is hot like a raging fire, but my body is inexplicably cold, my ears are buzzing, the sound fluctuates from small to loud, and my heart is pounding, I feel very uncomfortable.

Jiang Ye didn't respond.

Zhao Chengcheng had to wake him up.

Must go to the infirmary, or take leave to go home.

What's the point of staying in the classroom like this.

Don't burn people stupid.

There was no silence in his ears, and Jiang Ye was impatient.

"Don't make a lot of noise..." The voice was muffled and hoarse, Jiang Ye forced himself to raise his head, and leaned back with his eyes closed, his head against the cold wall,
The whole person, from top to bottom, was filled with a gloomy and unpleasant atmosphere.

Zhao Chengcheng made a movement of pulling his mouth to close the zipper, and fell silent.

Brother for many years, Fu Yang is still not familiar with him.

Without further ado, he hit a straight ball, "Aye, you have a fever, go to the school infirmary, or go home and see a doctor."

Jiang Ye didn't want to move, he didn't want to talk, his mind was not very clear, and his whole body was weak.

He would never have thought of it.

It's just that he was exposed to the rain and fell ill, and he was so fragile.

Jiang Ye opened his eyes and closed his eyes for a long time, so that when he opened his eyes, his eyelids were deeply creased, his face was impatient, and he looked like he was not close to strangers.

The bangs are messy, hanging down, half covering the heavy eyes.

Jiang Ye slowed down, and spit out two words: "No."

Take medicine when you are sick.

Jiang Ye endured hardship, but he was not afraid of it.

Only he hates the pain of medicine, which he can't bear, and he is extremely disgusted with everything about hospital words.

Fu Yang and Zhao Chengcheng looked at each other and said in unison: "No, we have to go."

Zhao Chengcheng said: "You have a fever, it's not so easy to get rid of the fever, you'd better go and have a look."

Fu Yang thought about it and laughed, his tone joking: "Aye, you can't do it."

He said, "I wore short-sleeves and ran around without catching a cold yesterday. You still have your school uniform and you get sick."

Jiang Ye glanced at him coldly.

Fu Yang looked like a dead pig who was not afraid of boiling water, so he didn't care.

It was impossible for Jiang Ye to tell Fu Yang and the others that he lent Su Yan his umbrella, and then he went home in the rain.

If they knew about it, they might laugh at him.

"Cough cough." Jiang Ye's throat was itchy and he coughed twice.

The bell for the first class rang, but Fu Yang didn't put it into water, so he went back to his seat for class.

During this period, he stared at Jiang Ye many times, hesitant to speak.

　This is what happens to being a hero
　　If you want me to say, let Su Yan get in the rain hahahaha
　　
　
(End of this chapter)