Five minutes later, someone finally walked into the classroom.
Bai Jing looked up and found that the person who came in was not Jiang Ziqian.
Facing the curious eyes of the students, the teacher said that Professor Jiang had something urgent to do, so he came to help cover a class. The class originally scheduled for the afternoon was also moved to the day after tomorrow.
After the class adjustment, the day after tomorrow's classes are fully booked, leaving only this morning class today.
Bai Jing's original plan was to tutor Xiaotang the day after tomorrow afternoon. Since she had this afternoon free, she borrowed a phone from school after class and asked Jiang Han if the tutoring time could be moved to today.
"Of course," Jiang Han agreed without thinking, hesitated for a moment, and asked again, "By the way, Xiaojing, if you have time this afternoon, could you help me with something?"
"Is there something wrong?"
"Ah," Jiang Han sighed, his tone a little helpless, "Actually, Ziqian is sick. He has some information that he was supposed to bring over this afternoon, but I can't leave right now, so I thought, if possible, I'd like you, Xiaojing, to help bring it over."
When Bai Jing heard this, she was stunned at first, then she frowned slightly unconsciously.
Is it that he is ill?
...
...
Could it be that she caught a cold because I lent her the clothes at that time?
Jiang Han didn't know what Bai Jing was thinking, and continued on the other end of the phone.
"...Of course, if you find it inconvenient or have other things to do, that's fine."
Bai Jing came back to her senses and chuckled in response, "It's okay, it's just on the way, I'll go to Teacher Jiang later."
Upon hearing this, Jiang Han thanked her repeatedly and told her the location of Jiang Ziqian's residence at school.
Bai Jing silently wrote it down, and after hanging up the phone, she found where Jiang Ziqian lived according to the address given by the other party.
After all, it was class time and most of the people living in the building were school staff. It was so quiet around that you could even hear your heartbeat.
Bai Jing took a deep breath, raised her hand and knocked on the door twice, feeling inexplicably nervous.
Jiang Ziqian vaguely heard a knock on the door.
The weather has turned cold recently, and he took two cold showers last night. When he woke up in the morning, he felt dizzy, had a sore throat, and his limbs felt heavy. He guessed he had a high fever.
It is impossible to attend class in this state. I can only ask someone to help me teach a class and apply for a class change at the same time.
Then he called Jiang Han again and told her that he couldn't deliver the information today. After that, he went back to ** and fell asleep.
I was awakened by the knock on the door. My head still felt heavy, so I dragged my body to open the door. Unexpectedly, it was Bai Jing standing outside.
He dreamed of her several times last night. She was standing right in front of him, with a smile on her face, calling him Teacher Jiang.
For a moment he couldn't tell whether it was reality or a dream.
Bai Jing called out to him, but seeing that he didn't respond, she was about to say something else when Jiang Ziqian suddenly extended his hand to her and took her into the house the next second.
The words Bai Jing was about to say paused on her lips. Her mind was blank. Her heartbeat, which had slowed down a little, echoed in the air. She could only stare blankly at the other person pressing towards her.
As she watched the two of them getting closer and closer, her reflection was clear in those ink-black eyes. An inexplicable feeling crossed her heart, making her close her eyes subconsciously.
Nothing happened as expected.
The next second, Bai Jing felt a heavy object pressing on her.
She opened her eyes and found that Jiang Ziqian had leaned on her shoulder as if he had lost strength. His overly handsome face was very close to hers, and his breath was hot, dyeing the skin on her neck a thin blush.
Bai Jing stood there in a daze for several seconds, and it took her a while to find her voice again.
"...Mr. Jiang?"
The other party did not respond, as if he had fallen into a deep sleep again.
Bai Jing pursed her lips, raised her hand and touched the other person's forehead. The temperature from her palm was so hot that she couldn't help but frown.
She took a look into the room, and with some effort she dragged the man back to the room and brought him back to bed.
Thinking that Jiang Ziqian had helped her many times before, Bai Jing naturally couldn't just leave him like that. She first went to the school clinic to get some medicine, then went to the cafeteria to get some porridge, and finally returned to Jiang Ziqian's residence.
However, Jiang Ziqian was still not awake at this time. He lay on the bed with his eyes closed, looking completely defenseless.
And because he was not wearing glasses at this moment, his handsome face was completely exposed to the air, and every line was just right, like a carefully crafted work of art.
Bai Jing looked for a while, then looked at the time and called out softly.
"Teacher Jiang, why don't you get up and drink some porridge and take the antipyretic medicine?"
The other party still didn't respond.
Bai Jing moved closer to him again and could even feel his hot breath.
"River……"
She had just said one word this time when the person lying on the bed opened his eyes, his ink-black pupils fixed on her, with only her figure in his eyes.
Bai Jing realized that they were a little too close to each other. When she saw him suddenly wake up, her heart skipped a beat.
Afterwards, he subconsciously tried to distance himself, but the other person grabbed his wrist first.
The clear and plain voice of the past became low and hoarse, and the beautiful thin lips also looked a little dry.
"Bai Jing."
Bai Jing was a little dazed for a moment.
She seemed to have seen this angle and distance before.
It seems that...
Kissed?
Bai Jing was shocked by her own thoughts, and her soft and pretty face turned a little red. She stood there in a daze, not knowing what to do.
Jiang Ziqian rarely saw her like this, not even in his dreams.
When he thought that he might be in a dream, his eyes deepened slightly, and he unconsciously increased the strength of holding her hand.
The air in the room seemed to become hot.
Jiang Ziqian pursed his lips and was about to say something when the phone outside suddenly rang.
Bai Jing seemed to have heard an alarm bell and instantly came back to her senses from her dazed state. She pulled her hand back abruptly and walked towards the phone.
Only she herself knew that the place where her wrist was held before was still burning hot, and her heartbeat was completely out of control.
She walked over quickly and answered the phone, and found that it was Jiang Han calling.
Bai Jing adjusted her breathing slightly and then told the other party about the general situation.
"...He actually had such a high fever. From what he said at the time, I thought it wasn't serious." Jiang Han frowned and sighed softly, "Thank you for taking care of him before."
Just at this moment Jiang Ziqian came out of the room. Bai Jing subconsciously looked up and met his eyes.
Bai Jing was stunned for a moment, then quickly lowered her head.
"No, no trouble..."
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