Hunter and Hussar

Chapter 34 Mi Le's Illness
I don't think Miller is quite right.

Today is Saturday, yesterday's club class was washed away by the drama festival, the coach asked us to come to school if we are free on Saturday morning.It's not mandatory, it's best if you can come, she took some simple training with her, and made arrangements for tomorrow's game.As resident students, Mi Le and I will definitely not be absent.And everyone is basically here, except Taotao and Ye Boss.Taotao needs help at home, Boss Ye, in all likelihood, his father has locked him at home.

Workouts are as simple as jogging around the playground, then stretching and doing laps.At the end of November, Kazakhstan could already see the white fog.We are like a slow train that does not stop for a while, running around the dark red runway, listening to each other's dull breathing, like a train hitting the track.Mi Le was the last one, his face was listless, as if he hadn't woken up.In my impression, he has always been a child full of energy. He is the first one to get up in the dormitory every day. The first thing he does when he gets out of bed is to pinch or push me awake—it’s cold, He stopped lifting the quilt for me.Then he was putting on his clothes and calling Ke Ke to get up quickly, he was going to be late, I raised my upper body a bit and agreed to get up, and then lay down again, so he called me again to answer, my body seemed to be in the middle of a dream Doing mindless sit-ups.But today I was the one who woke him up, and I became him in a daze.Maybe it's because I had a nightmare last night.He ran down and coaxed me for a long time, and then climbed up after confirming that I had no problems.Didn't sleep well for sure.And when he was having breakfast, he was sniffling his nose, and his nasal voice became clearer when he spoke occasionally, which made me aware that he was sick.No matter how dull I am, I can still find out what happened to my best friend.

"Mi Le, are you okay? Is there something wrong?" After the jog, before I had time to ask the panting Mi Le, I just patted him naturally.The one who asked the question was Mu Zheng who was running in the front.Everyone gathered around.Mi Le supported his knees and lowered his face to the ground, barely supporting his thin body.

"Let me take a look." Mingming squeezed to our side, reached out to touch Mi Le's forehead, and then touched his own, "It's a little hot, Ke Ke, take Mi Le to the infirmary to take his temperature." He asked Mi Le again if he had covered himself with the quilt yesterday, or if he had caught a cold recently. Mi Le still kept his head down and said he couldn't remember.

Do people's brains slow down and become stupid when they are sick?Or do you have no extra energy to recall and think?

The coach also touched his forehead, and quickly told me to take Mi Le to the infirmary, and take a taxi to the hospital if he had a fever.She asked if we had our wallets and mobile phones with us when we went out, and I said we did, we had enough cash, and we also had money in WeChat and Alipay.She nodded and said to call her in time if there was anything, and remember to tell her parents if she went to the hospital.I agreed one by one.

It was indeed because of me last night that Mi Le didn't sleep well, and stayed outside the quilt for a long time in pajamas and shorts.It's almost December.I must have been telling Miller about my dreams for a long time while he stood outside listening naked.He's so stupid, and I'm even more stupid than him, at least he should be allowed to get into the quilt together and listen to what I say.I must have been in shock then, but now it is him who suffers.

Why did I do this again?Another person was unlucky because of me.

The air conditioner in the infirmary was pouring warm air indiscriminately. Mi Le leaned his head against me as he did on the stage yesterday. I could feel his hair trembling slightly from the wind.He tucked the thermometer firmly under his arm, and we waited, waiting for what might have been a sure thing: he had a fever.

"I asked for it all."

I couldn't tell who Mi Le was blaming.

"After I left the stage yesterday, I was too busy watching your performance backstage. I didn't go to change. Boss Ye handed me the school uniform jacket, and I didn't even bother to put it on. I deserve it."

I don't know if he is justifying me, or he really thinks that the cold is the result of not changing clothes in time yesterday.But it's all connected to me.If it wasn't me who stayed on the stage to perform, maybe Mi Le wouldn't stare at it for so long, and wouldn't catch cold.In any case, he's having a hard time right now, and it must be because of me.

"I'm sorry. You shouldn't have stood outside listening to me talk for so long last night. It's my fault."

"Ah?" He raised his head slightly, and looked at me with somewhat surprised eyes.

"I gave you a fever."

"I have the final say on whether you have a fever or not." The doctor on duty looked at his watch, walked over with a smile, took the thermometer with temperature from Mi Le's armpit, and carefully turned it over and studied it a few times under the incandescent lamp .And the two of us huddled on the too bright and warm bench, waiting for a verdict.

"38 degrees, take him to the hospital. Although the infirmary can prescribe medicine, it's better to go to the hospital."

I nodded.He helped Mi Le out of the room and walked into the almost December cold wind.

The infirmary was still some distance away from the school gate, and the wind kept blowing.I try to grow my body as much as possible, like facing a penalty in front of the goal and trying to block it as much as possible.Mi Le's face was already fair, but the cold wind seemed to make this childish face even whiter
"It's so windy, is it cold?" I felt my voice was a little hoarse.

"It's okay." His voice was so soft, so light that it made me uncomfortable, making every word I uttered more difficult.I don't know what to say other than sorry.But just saying I'm sorry can make Mi Le feel more comfortable and energetic?I am so useless.

Almost subconsciously, I unzipped my coat in the wind, took it off thoughtfully, and put it on Mi Le.

"What are you doing?" He was obviously taken aback.

"It's very windy."

"Then why are you still undressing?"

"I'm afraid you're cold."

"I'm not cold."

"I don't care." I really thought it was a cool thing to say.

"Are you mentally retarded?" His originally weak voice instantly raised, and I could hear the displeasure.

"I said Copeway, you really have a bad brain. What do you want to do? I said I'm not cold, but you insisted on putting your stinky clothes on me. What do you mean? Do you want to be like me? Sick and have a fever and go to the hospital? Is it fun? Idiot, you are so stupid, you are so busy playing handsome and pretending here, you can’t take care of yourself well, I don’t think I can count on you to take care of me.”

As he said that, he threw his clothes into my arms and took a few steps forward angrily.

I drooped my head and silently put the coat back on, and smelled the collar and cuffs.

Maybe I really thought about it just now, if I am also sick, I will be more balanced in my heart.

I caught up with Miller.

"Look at you, you're such an adult, you're nine months older than me, and you're an older brother at home, but your mind is muddled, like a child. I'm glad you're sick, right? I told you everything, My illness is my own fault..."

When he scolded me, I just listened obediently, similar to when the teacher scolded me.

"That..." After he finished speaking, I hesitated to make a sound.

"What?" he replied angrily.

"My clothes don't stink, I usually wash them very clean..."

He smiled "poof".

"It doesn't stink. Alright, I won't scold you anymore. I'm already tired, and scolding you is even more tiring." As he spoke, he wiped his forehead, as if he was a little too excited just now, and he was sweating a little.

After arriving at the school gate, Mi Le called a taxi with his mobile phone ahead of me.The location of our school is really remote, and the screen shows that there are still 7 minutes before the driver arrives. During this short and long time, we both leaned on the stone ball at the door bored.I swiped the phone screen to the dial interface and entered a familiar number.

"Who are you calling? Coach?" asked Mi Le, who was leaning against the door on the other side.

"elder sister."

Without warning, he rushed over and snatched my mobile phone away.

"What are you doing?" The unexpected expression on my face was probably more exaggerated than his just now.

"What are you doing? Why are you calling your sister?"

"My aunt and uncle both work in the hospital, we just happened to go there..."

"There's no need to bother them, we'll just go to register and see a doctor normally."

"No trouble, it's all from my family." I reached out to pat him on the shoulder, but he blocked my hand away.

"I said it's fine. Your sister finally had a weekend and she has her own life. I don't want to disturb her because of my affairs." He said with firm eyes, although I could still see fatigue and weakness.

"I won't bother you, my sister is sure to be willing to help." I said it so naturally, as if it was something I could do easily.

"Ke Ke, as your best friend, I want to tell you something, you promise me that you won't be angry after listening, can you?" He leaned his head back on me.I didn't dare to look at him, so I nodded.

"You can be really heartless sometimes."

I just feel the cold wind blowing past my body and the hard and cold stone ball without stopping.

"I'm not saying that you are a bad person. You are very good, and I like you very much. If you are not good, I would not say a word to you. I just said that as if you were my best friend. He tilted his head to look at me, and I caught a glimpse from the corner of my eye, as if he was confirming my attitude, "Are you angry?"

"No, you're right."

"I can understand that you want to help me, and I know your sister will be willing to help me. But Keke, after all, this is my own business, and I don't want to trouble others. You are my good friend and want to take care of me. I I am willing to accept it, because I know that if you need me, I will help you without hesitation and without reservation. But if you ask your sister, your aunt and uncle to come here specially for me, I don’t think I can bear it up. Not just because I don't want to owe a favor, but I feel like I can handle this without making people sacrifice their time for it, even if they want to. Do you understand?"

nod.

"If one day, I have some serious illness and need help, I will take the initiative to come to you."

"Don't talk nonsense!"

"Okay, I won't talk nonsense. I don't want to be sick. It's good to be healthy. Keke, what I just said was a bit harsh. You are not heartless. That is to say, I think you take your sister's care for you a little bit seriously. It’s so natural. This is my own feeling, because my parents have paid a lot for it, and sometimes it’s hard for me to bear it. But my parents are parents after all, they are great, and they work hard for their children. I’m ashamed, but I can still accept their efforts with peace of mind. They are the closest people. But Ke Ke, your sister is the same age as us. We are in the first grade of junior high school, and she is also in the first grade of junior high school. , isn't it? I also admit that sometimes she cares a little too much for you, and her method is also problematic, but I feel that she is trying very hard to protect you. Do you know? In our hometown, that small place, there are many girls I went to work after finishing junior high school, and got married after a few years. Why? To save money for their older brothers or younger brothers to study, buy a house, and marry a wife. I was very surprised when I heard these stories. It’s almost 2020. Some places don’t seem to have changed much. Jiangyuan and my hometown are two worlds, even though they are only a few hundred kilometers apart, and it takes a few hours to drive there. I don’t know how the brothers and brothers in those girls’ families can How can you feel so at ease when you accept such a big sacrifice from your loved ones."

I still remember that my eldest brother talked with He Xianxian about a sentence in "The Analects of Confucius", "Three friends for the benefit, three friends for the loser".Confucius said that a helpful friend has three qualities: integrity, honesty, and erudition.There are three kinds of quality rice music.He made it clear to me that I was always a spoiled kid who was still demanding and taking it for granted.

"I'm not saying you're that kind of person, Keke. You're very nice. Even as an outsider, I can feel that your sister is very happy to get along with you. She is independent, assertive, and she will act decisively when she makes up her mind. To be honest, I admire her a lot. So Ke Ke, you should be gentle with your sister..."

In my memory, my sister raised a little rabbit two years ago, named Wangcai (this seems to be the name of a dog).She often came to play with me with Wangcai in her arms. She talked and laughed with Xianxian on the grass. Wangcai ran after them, and I followed slowly behind, feeling the lightness flowing from them.When we were tired from walking, we sat down and listened to my sister sing, or listened to her talk about the book she had read recently, and listened to the wind slowly pushing the white clouds from one side of the sky to the other under the blue sky.At that time, we lived freely and didn't take life seriously at all, because death was too far away from us.One day is one day, simple and happy, just like all children.

After Xianxian left, I never saw Wangcai again.I heard from my father that my sister gave it away.She may not have the energy to take good care of her rabbit.

I don't know if the parallel world that Boss Ye always talks about exists or not.If there is such a time and space, where there is me, my sister, and Xianxian, and Xianxian is by our side, always there, and has never left, what will my sister's life be like?It must be more exciting than it is now.How did she spend these two years?Is it gloomy and shriveled, like wrinkled bark?She is no less sad than me, but she has to work hard to be strong.

I have thought countless times, if I knew that Xianxian would leave that day, I would definitely lock him at home, or lock him in the hospital, and try my best not to let him step out of the door.But this is impossible.I never had a chance to change what happened.But what about my sister?I know, I should have known it all along, I didn't remember it until Mi Le told me today, I know that my sister is caring about me and protecting me, but how am I doing?Am I worthy of what she has done to me?

"Ke Ke, say something." Mi Le's sickly voice brought me back to reality, "Are you sad? Maybe I shouldn't mention this?"

"No, you should have said it. Teacher Huang told me that it's not that you don't want to, things don't exist. We can't avoid things just because they are heavy." I touched Mi Le's forehead with the corner of my forehead, it was so hot .

"I will treat my sister well. I will treat you well too."

He gave me back the phone.When the taxi stopped at the school gate, we heard someone running hurriedly from behind.It is obvious.

(End of this chapter)