Indwelling needle
OK: [Auntie Zhou made some chicken soup. I asked her to bring it to you. Can I go over now?]
Lin Luo's eyes stayed on his last message. She swallowed the pear in her mouth, but it felt like there was a piece stuck in her throat, making her feel itchy and painful.
Lao Hu: [No need, I appreciate your kindness, but don’t get infected.]
OK: [I can wear a mask.]
Lao Hu: [No need to bother. Aunt Li also said she would bring me some chicken soup, so don't waste it.]
Don't let her have any more illusions. Lin Luo suddenly felt that her thoughts yesterday were a little ridiculous. If Fu Xingchuan really liked her, why didn't he confess to her? He just treated her as a friend.
She quit QQ and went to Tieba. The secret crush post she had saved had not been updated for over a month. In fact, Lin Qi really wanted to know whether the poster would update it again in the future.
But she couldn't predict the future, and in fact she didn't have the time to worry about others. She couldn't even take care of herself.
For four consecutive days, she had high and low fevers repeatedly, and felt dizzy from morning to night. She could only feel the nurses coming to change her medicine. The IV needle in her hand hurt whenever she moved.
She deeply realized that being sick is a living torture.
Everyone sent her messages saying they wanted to visit her, but she rejected them all.
In the last few days, they still insisted on studying at Fu Xingchuan's house. Tong Yun would send her Ruan Ye's teaching videos. Although she was too uncomfortable to watch them, listening to the voices still made her feel that they were fighting side by side.
School started in September, but Lin Luo missed the opening ceremony and was not discharged from the hospital until Wednesday to return to class.
After getting off the bus and walking to school, Lin Luo walked with her head down, looking at the small hole left by the IV needle in her hand, which was painful and swollen.
"Beep-beep-" The road next to me was congested and some car owners were honking their horns impatiently.
Lin Luo was startled and looked up, seeing Tong Yun's figure in the distance. She was about to run over, but found that not only Tong Yun, but Fu Xingchuan was also there, but he was blocked by a large truck parked on the side of the road, so she didn't notice him.
And what she didn't notice was not only this, but also Tong Yun holding Fu Xingchuan's hand.
They walked right in front of Lin Luo. Through the crowd, Lin Luo could clearly see them chatting, their hands still together.
She was about to be late, and someone ran past quickly. The cross-body bag he was carrying brushed against Lin Luo's hand, which happened to touch her wound. She immediately burst into tears.
It hurts so much.
She suddenly realized that Fu Xingchuan's existence was like a catheter stuck in her heart, and the slightest movement could make her feel excruciating pain.
When she raised her head again, she saw Director Wang at the school gate, and Tong Yun and Fu Xingchuan entered the school one after the other at a distance.
Lin Xiao wiped away her tears and walked slowly over. As expected, she was late. But Director Wang had given her a break today. She didn't know why, but she guessed she looked so bad and felt she wouldn't be able to bear any more punishment.
As she walked towards the teaching building, the pain still did not subside. When she reached the third floor, she found that the original Class 11 of Grade 2 had become Class 9 of Grade 3.
Xu Yangyang had sent her a message yesterday, saying that they were entering their third year of high school. The entire liberal arts class had moved to the building next to Shouxin Building and had been reorganized. Fortunately, aside from Tong Yun, they were still in the same class, so there hadn't been any major changes.
"It's senior year now, and the school has set up a sprint class. Dean Wang is the homeroom teacher, and the faculty is top-notch. The entrance exam will be in two days, and when the results come out, the top 50 students in the grade will have a chance to get in. As long as the top few students in our class hold steady, they'll definitely be able to get in."
"There's another student with great potential, Tong Yun." Ding Wenxin specifically called out her name. Lin Luo saw her put down her pen and stand up. Ding Wenxin continued, "You ranked 107th in your grade in the last final exam. Now that summer has passed, I hope you can give your all this time and crack the top 50."
"Thank you, teacher. I will work hard." Just like the day we first met, she had her hair tied in a high ponytail and a determined look in her eyes.
"Lin Luo, is there anything wrong?" Ding Wenxin noticed her at the back door from the podium and asked softly.
Tong Yun immediately turned around and saw a slight smile on her lips. Lin Luo nodded slightly and said to Ding Wenxin, "It's okay, teacher, I took the wrong path."
She looked at Tong Yun again, then left and went to her new class, Grade 3 (20), on the fourth floor.
When she entered, morning reading had just ended. Fu Xingchuan sat at her desk, looking out the window. Just as she was about to head to the third group, Xu Yangyang called out to her, "Xiaoxiao, this."
Lin Luo looked in the direction of the voice and saw Xu Yangyang in the second row of the first group. The empty seat next to her should be hers.
Xu Yangyang came over and put her arm around her shoulders. She asked, "Did we change seats?" Did Cheng Kaizhong let her go?
"I heard that Tian Yajun didn't want to be the squad leader anymore because she thought it was too troublesome and wanted to resign. Second brother wouldn't allow it and told her to learn to be flexible and simplify things. Then she re-established the rules, rotating directly when changing positions, and pushing it back two rows every two weeks. For the sake of convenience, she included us in the count as well." Xu Yangyang whispered in her ear.
"Is that so?" Lin Luo looked around. Everyone saw unfamiliar faces. Xu Yangyang told her the good news: "Feng Zhengyan is no longer in our class."
"Where is Zhu Changyu?" She found that he was not there.
Xu Yangyang pointed to the row in front of her seat and said, "He's sitting there. He must be running because he was late."
"oh."
The bell rang and she returned to her seat. Forty-five minutes later, she breathed a sigh of relief.
She wasn't as uncomfortable as she thought; instead, she was quite comfortable with it. Being close to the blackboard, she could hear everything the teacher said clearly, and her notes wouldn't be blocked by anyone else. Besides being far from Fu Xingchuan, there were no other disadvantages.
When she came to her senses, Zhu Changyu just came in. There were a few drops of sweat on his neck. He walked over with a smile, put his schoolbag in front of him, and took something out of it. "Goddess, look what I brought you?"
Lin Luo's eyes fell on his schoolbag, and he took out a potato from it and put it in her hand.
"Potatoes," Xu Yangyang asked, puzzled. She took it, looked at it again and again, "It's still raw? Why did you bring it here?"
"You don't understand this!" Zhu Changyu said seriously, "Potatoes can promote blood circulation, invigorate blood circulation, and relieve swelling and pain. Look at Lin Luo's hands, they're swollen like buns. Hurry and apply some compresses!"
He stared at Lin Luo's hand, and she subconsciously shrank back, "Thank you."
"How did you know this? Is it useful?" He couldn't even tell the difference between a tomato and a potato, yet he knew this. Xu Yangyang was a little skeptical.
"Xu Yangyang, who are you looking down on? I saw this online. Medical experts say it's absolutely effective."
"I thought you only played games online! I didn't expect you to pay attention to these things."
"Not that I'm paying special attention to it," he said honestly. "Yesterday, I finally managed to get Fu Xingchuan out to the internet cafe, but while I was playing a game, my computer suddenly froze up, and then the expert's video just happened to pop up. And the key is, I couldn't turn it off. It was like a ghost video."
"I kept dreaming about it yesterday, like I was possessed. I was so scared that I went to the market this morning to buy a potato."
It didn't sound like a lie, so Xu Yangyang believed it. She took out a knife, cut a slice of potato, and gently placed it on Lin Qiao's hand, securing it with tape. "It's really swollen like a bun. I didn't even notice it just now. Poor thing, let's go to the dessert shop for cake at noon!"
Lin Luo shook her head. "The exam is coming up soon. I won't go out at noon. I want to study hard."
"Oh well."
At noon, Lin Luo and Tong Yun went to the cafeteria to eat together. She did not mention Fu Xingchuan. "I heard what Teacher Ding said this morning. Don't be too stressed. You can do it."
They studied together for more than forty days, and Lin Luo thought she knew her best.
Tong Yun didn't listen to her and looked at her hand with a frown. The potato slices had been removed temporarily and the swelling was not so great, but the bruise was still obvious.
She suddenly said, "Let me feed you!"
Lin Luo shook her right hand slightly and said, "It's my left hand that's being pierced. I'm right-handed, so I can do it myself."
"Look." She said as she fed a sausage to Tong Yun with a spoon.
Tong Yun's brows were still furrowed. Lin Luo knew that she was distressed, so she forced a smile and pretended that nothing was wrong.
"Lin Luo." Teacher Wu ran into them as he and a group of students were leaving the cafeteria after lunch. "I was just looking for you!"
Tong Yun didn't know Teacher Wu, so he approached Lin Xiao and said to her, "Xiao Xiao, I'm going back to the classroom first."
"good."
After Tong Yun left, she asked Teacher Wu, "Teacher, what do you want to talk to me about?"
"I want to give you my school treasure." Teacher Wu showed a row of white teeth. Lin Luo smiled and asked, "What is the school treasure?"
"These are notes passed down by generations of seniors, updated from generation to generation," Teacher Wu explained. "The senior you met last time has compiled the latest version. Come with me to the office to get it. After the college entrance exam, you also have to write a copy and send it to the younger students. Is that okay?"
Lin Luo understood. It must be something like the academic notebooks sold on the market. Those materials cost dozens of yuan per subject, which is very expensive. Regarding the transaction value, she immediately replied, "No."
They walked to the first-year teaching building, passing by the pond. Lin Qi asked curiously, "Teacher, did you finally apply to Peking University?"
"No, she went to Soochow University." Teacher Wu sighed, "What a pity!"
"Why? No reason?"
"She was raised by her grandparents. They are old and their health has been declining in recent years. She doesn't want to go that far."
"Oh." There is only one 211 university in Nan'an, Nanjing University, while Soochow University is a 985 university and is more than two hours' drive from Nan'an. Lin Luo can understand such a reason.
"So, was senior also in the sprint class in her senior year?"
"No, she's a dark horse, and she only achieved this in the second semester of her senior year." Teacher Wu said with great experience, "So don't just look at temporary success. The one who perseveres to the end is the winner."
"I see."
After getting the school treasure, Lin Luo walked out of the teaching building. She didn't expect that she still had so many notes. Her hands were still sore, and she had some difficulty holding them.
She looked down at her notes to prevent them from falling to the ground, and noticed someone walking towards her. She moved to the left to avoid them, and the person also moved to the left. She moved to the right, and the person also moved to the right.
She raised her head and met Fu Xingchuan's eyes. He asked lightly, "What did you take?"
"Notes." She looked away.
"I happen to be free, let me get it for you."
He just happened to be bored, so he offered to help her as a friend. Lin Qi said calmly, "Thank you."
Fu Xingchuan reached out and took the stack of notebooks from her hand. In the process of passing it, his fingertips accidentally touched the back of her hand, and his entire palm clasped most of her hand.
Lin Qi held his breath for a moment, but soon loosened his grip and said solemnly, "I'm sorry."
"It's okay." She said with a twitch of her lips.
They walked back to the classroom together. Lin Qiao curled her fingers into a fist. Fu Xingchuan asked casually, "Are you used to the changed seats?"
"I'm used to it, how about you?"
"Me too."
As Lin Luo expected, she remained silent.
Fu Xingchuan continued to talk to her and saw the name written on the cover of the notebook. "Xia Ruichu is from the senior year of high school?"
"You know"
"I know him but we're not very familiar with him. When I participated in the last competition, I lived with a senior from the senior year. He insisted on reading an English notebook, and Xia Ruichu's name was also written on it."
"Oh." Lin Qi didn't pay much attention and asked him something else. "That senior student originally had enough scores to get into Peking University, but because her grandparents were old, she didn't want to go too far away, so she ended up choosing Soochow University. Do you think it's a pity?"
"Well...it's not a pity. If it were me, I would make the same choice."
Lin Qi shared the same idea as him.
At the back door of the classroom, Lin Luo saw Tong Yun sitting in her seat, teaching Xu Yangyang a question. She carefully took the notebook from Fu Xingchuan and said, "You're here. Thank you."
Ruan Ye happened to come in from the back door. Lin Luo, holding a notebook, stepped aside to let him pass. Fu Xingchuan walked straight towards the third group without saying anything.
Lin Luo also walked back to her seat.
They are no longer heading in the same direction.
"Tong Yun, you're amazing!" Xu Yangyang hugged her while Zhu Changyu lined up. "Tong Yun, can you teach me this question?"
They both looked at her with admiration, but Lin Luo was not jealous of her because she saw the same thing in her eyes.
Back home that evening, Lin Qiao confided in Lin Dayong, "I once asked my skiing teacher, Ms. Yin, why I couldn't learn despite trying so hard. Her response was that it wasn't that I wasn't trying hard enough, but that I hadn't waited for the right opportunity, the one that would suddenly click."
She said the same principle applies to reading. Sometimes you find a book difficult to understand and can't get through. But one day, when you pick it up again and find you resonate with the author, it means you've encountered the book.
Later I realized that all of this depends on fate, and the same applies to people. People's hearts don't rely on fighting for each other, but on naturally drawing close to each other.
After sending it, she finally figured it out. Fu Xingchuan and Tong Yun were holding hands, but he couldn't hold her hand. It was his heart that made the choice for him.
What could she do? Perhaps nothing.
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