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If Xiao Mingyang didn't stay in school, he would have a lot of activities.
The gymnasium, Internet cafe, game hall and food stalls are his regular places. Even if he stays on campus, many people still invite him out. However, he has not gone once this semester, and he has not even been active in the group, so no one invites him.
Someone also asked him why this semester was so quiet?
His consistent answer was: "I will study hard and make contributions to the country!"
But only he knew the real reason.
He wanted to spend more time with his wife.
Now that we are going to distance ourselves, we have to do it thoroughly.
The military advisor suggested that all activities should be participated in.
He was from the Discipline Inspection Department, and he knew exactly when their department would check on the evening self-study sessions. He would complete the tasks given by Li Xiangze that day, clock in at the appointed time, and then leave immediately.
It feels like I’m back to the magical days of high school.
Li Xiangze didn't ask, but he could feel that he was not in a very good mood.
During the free time of physical education class, only Li Xiangze returned to the classroom.
Occasionally, he would look down from the classroom window and see Xiao Mingyang running on the court.
He just pursed his lips, returned to his seat and continued to do the questions.
Two weeks passed like this.
The temperature in Huai'an dropped sharply. Before going to bed, Xiao Mingyang repeatedly reminded Li Xiangze to remember to take a coat when he left, but he still forgot.
That's normal.
He has been in really bad shape these days.
He often daydreams and loses focus, even in class. Lao Yang called him over to talk, but he just shook his head and said it was nothing.
Xiao Mingyang was actually very anxious. He wanted to go over and talk it out, but Xiao Dayang stopped him.
My wife is thinking about it and will give him some time.
Li Xiangze was taught that opposites attract. Even after he grew up and learned about the homosexual community on the Internet, he still maintained an attitude of respect but not understanding.
Xiao Mingyang wanted him to see clearly what was in his heart.
Although he was not as sure as Xiao Dayang that the other party liked him, he still wanted the other party to think clearly about what his feelings were towards him.
If he has made so much effort and the other party still feels only as a friend, he will not force it.
But it is difficult to break the fixed thinking that has lasted for more than ten years, and it will take a long time.
Xiao Mingyang is willing to wait.
But he didn't want to see the other person because his grades were declining.
Advanced English and Chinese students can pass the test with or without listening, but science is different. You need to understand every lesson, otherwise you will not be able to keep up with the rest.
After class, Xiao Mingyang would borrow his notes to take a look. If he found anything he missed, he would carefully fill in the blanks with a pencil, and then return the notebook with a smile.
Li Xiangze knew it all, and every time this happened, he would say thank you with red eyes.
Due to the sudden drop in temperature, coupled with his bad mood and decreased resistance, Li Xiangze was unable to get up the next day.
Xiao Mingyang squatted in front of his bed, not caring whether to keep a distance or not. He lifted his bangs and touched his forehead with his own.
Very hot.
He rushed to the first floor to ask the dormitory manager for a thermometer, and took a quick temperature measurement, which was 39.
Fortunately, although he is a young master, his parents come to take care of him when he is sick. They will tell him what medicine to take according to the symptoms, so at least they can take care of the patient.
He took out an ibuprofen from his medicine box, filled a cup of warm water and placed it on Li Xiangze's bedside table. He gently patted Li Xiangze's quilt, and his voice softened unconsciously: "Aze, Aze."
Li Xiangze snorted, frowned and opened his eyes.
"You're sick," Xiao Mingyang wiped the sweat off his forehead with a tissue, "Can I help you get up and take some medicine?"
Li Xiangze was in a daze, as if he hadn't fully woken up yet. After a long while, he slowly nodded.
Xiao Mingyang sat down at the head of his bed, helped him up, held him in his arms, fed him medicine and water, his eyes full of heartache.
Li Xiangze fell asleep again before he lay down after taking the medicine. Xiao Mingyang tucked in the quilt for him, asked for leave from Lao Yang, filled a cup of warm water with his thermos and placed it on the head of Li Xiangze's bed. Just as he was about to push the door, it opened from the outside.
"How is it?" asked the dormitory manager.
"39 degrees. I gave him some ibuprofen." Xiao Mingyang lowered his voice.
"Ibuprofen?" Auntie frowned at him. "Did he have breakfast?"
Xiao Mingyang was stunned: "No."
The aunt looked helpless: "You kids really don't understand anything. That medicine should be taken after meals! It will hurt your stomach if you take it on an empty stomach!"
"Wait for me!" Xiao Mingyang ran away.
There are only a few minutes left before morning self-study. There are not many people in the cafeteria and not much food left. Xiao Mingyang took a quick look and found that there was no porridge, soy milk, rice balls, fried dough sticks... These are not suitable for patients to eat.
Without hesitation, he rushed to the school gate.
The security guard was quite familiar with him and had practically watched him grow up. He had a brief conversation with the security guard and was then released.
It only takes ten minutes to go back and forth, and it’s already time for morning self-study.
Xiao Mingyang put the porridge on Li Xiangze's bedside table, panting, asked for leave from Lao Yang, adjusted his breathing, and walked to his wife's bed to call him.
Li Xiangze opened his eyes dazedly, still a little dazed: "What time is it?"
He rubbed his eyes, his eyes blurry.
Xiao Mingyang's expression softened, and he whispered softly, "Go to sleep well. I've asked for leave for you."
"Thanks."
"Don't be so polite to me," Xiao Mingyang smiled and took out the porridge he just bought, "Have a drink. I forgot that the medicine you just took can't be taken on an empty stomach."
"You still have to be polite," Li Xiangze looked at him and raised an eyebrow, "After all, our relationship isn't that good anymore."
Xiao Mingyang's heart skipped a beat. He picked up the porridge beside him and tried to change the subject: "Drink some, or your stomach will hurt."
Li Xiangze struggled to get up from the bed: "Thank you." Then he picked up the phone beside him and clicked a few times.
Xiao Mingyang's cell phone rang.
【Ze transfers 5 yuan to you】
He confiscated it.
Li Xiangze smiled: "Young Master Xiao thinks this isn't a lot of money, right?"
Xiao Mingyang immediately retracted his anger, his legs softening as he knelt down before Li Xiangze: "I was wrong."
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Li Xiangze: "..."
Li Xiangze laughed angrily.
Maybe it was because I was sick, my mind was a mess, and I said whatever came to my mind. The anger that was pent up in my heart was about to be released, but was suppressed again.
Xiao Mingyang looked at him eagerly: "Classmate, say something!"
I'm sick and my emotions are hard to control.
Li Xiangze looked at him with red eyes, his tone tinged with grievance. "I told you, I don't give a damn if you're gay. Why are you still trying to distance yourself from me?" Li Xiangze glared at him with a nasal voice. "I said I'm not disgusting or disgusting! Why are you still avoiding me? Huh?"
Xiao Mingyang curled his lips and explained in a low voice: "I didn't..."
"No shit!" Li Xiangze gritted his teeth, tears streaming down his face. "Why do you get to come and go as you please? Why do you know everything about me, and you're hiding it from me? Let me ask you, Xiao Mingyang, do I look cheap? Huh?
Does being poor mean being cheap?! "
Xiao Mingyang stood up and hugged him, cursing Fuzi in his heart: "Aze... I never thought you were cheap, and I don't think being poor means being cheap." He wiped the tears from his face with his thumb, "I did hide a lot of things from you. What do you want to know? I can tell you. I never thought about leaving, I was just afraid that you would feel uncomfortable... I'm sorry that the way I handled the problem made you uncomfortable..."
Xiao Mingyang's forehead rested against Li Xiangze's, their eyes met, and the sound of his heartbeat could not be hidden at all, but the other party was a blockhead. Even though he had come out, he still didn't guess it, and he even thought in the wrong direction.
Xiao Mingyang sighed and gently nuzzled Li Xiangze's nose with his nose tip. "Aze, I won't do it again next time. Please forgive the child, please..."
Li Xiangze burst into laughter and asked, "How old are you?"
Seeing him smile, Xiao Mingyang felt relieved. He also smiled and made a three: "I am three years old this year!"
He put a straw into the porridge and stuffed it into the other person's hand: "Drink some, otherwise it will get cold."
"Thanks... um, okay." Li Xiangze took the porridge and took a sip.
Xiao Mingyang's eyes turned into those of a puppy again, sparkling: "Is it delicious?"
"Hmm," Li Xiangze looked at the bottle, "Isn't it from school?"
Xiao Mingyang chuckled: "There's no more at school, I went out to buy some."
"Thanks... Yeah."
Li Xiangze looked at the ground and drank his porridge silently, while Xiao Mingyang leaned quietly on the bed, his eyes fixed on the mole at the corner of Li Xiangze's mouth.
After finishing the porridge, Xiao Mingyang took the trash and handed him the thermometer: "Take your temperature."
"Um."
The two continued in silence.
"Xiao Mingyang," Li Xiangze pursed his lips, "I'm not in a good mood today... I'm sorry."
Xiao Mingyang smiled and said, "It's okay. It's obviously my fault."
"No, I have one too," said Li Xiangze.
"Hey hey! Why are you being so polite again?"
Li Xiangze was happy.
After laughing for a while, he tentatively asked, "Liu Jichang, why are you so afraid of me?"
"Have you been thinking about these things these days?" Xiao Mingyang smiled. "Before, he got drunk and tried to drag me to a hotel, but I beat him up. My dad found out and messed up their company. It was pretty bad. After that day, I told him to avoid me next time he saw me."
"But he is a very annoying person, a dog-skin plaster. If he comes to you again, remember to tell me." Xiao Mingyang said.
Li Xiangze nodded: "Yeah."
"Is there anything else you want to know?"
Li Xiangze thought for a moment: "You clearly ate so much at lunch that day, why did you still want to go downstairs for a bowl of fried rice and a bowl of beef noodles?"
Xiao Mingyang broke out in a cold sweat.
I rely on it, I rely on it, I rely on it!
My wife has such an IQ!
"I had diarrhea the other day, and then I was hungry, so I sneaked down to eat something." Xiao Mingyang touched his nose. The alarm on his phone rang, and he reminded Li Xiangze, "The thermometer timer is up."
Li Xiangze nodded, said nothing, and pulled out the thermometer: "37.2 degrees."
"It seems this fever won't go away," Xiao Mingyang put the thermometer into the small box. "Today is Friday. Don't stay at school. Come home with me. I'll ask my mom to tell your mom."
Li Xiangze raised his eyebrows: "Does your mother have my mother's contact information?"
"Yes, my mom is a social phobia," Xiao Mingyang stood up, pushed him onto the bed, and tucked him in. "Sleep a little longer. I'll bring lunch back at noon."
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