After the high school entrance examination, Wen AI undoubtedly received the admission notice from the city's key high school. Yue Xiao fell off the list. An's father ran two times to get Yue Xiao in. The man who collected the money got the benefit and specially assigned his two sons to a class.

Wenai spent a summer vacation at home with Yue Xiao. She was not comfortable and happy. The next day, school began. The night before, she suddenly had chickenpox. Overnight, her face and body were covered with water.

Wen AI can't get out of the house like this. Yue Xiao can only do the reporting. An's father drives Yue Xiao to school as planned. An's mother asks for leave from the factory and stays at home to take care of Wen AI.

Chickenpox mostly occurs in children. If adults win the lottery, the symptoms will only be more serious. Although Wenai is still three years away from adulthood, she is still suffering from fever and nausea. Ann gives him medicine and porridge. When she turns around to put a bowl, Wenai vomits everything in her stomach on the ground.

Ann's mother was so distressed that she gave him the medicine again, patted him on the back and put him to sleep.

Wenai was sleepy, his brain was burning, and his chickenpox was itching all over his body. He wanted to scratch, but he didn't even have the strength to raise his hand.

When he opened his eyes again, the light in the room was dim, and Wynn thought it was evening.

"Ma --" Wen AI subconsciously shouts to the figure sitting in front of the desk. Half way, she finds that the "Ma" is a little too strong.

"It's me." Yue Xiao came and touched his forehead, "better?"

"Better. No - "Wynn opened her eyes wide in surprise." Why are you here? Isn't it class today? "

"It's early school." Yue Xiao got up and washed a glass of glucose water, helped him up, "drink more."

"Then you should be in the dormitory, too?" Wen AI sleeps thirsty, pours a whole cup of sugar water into his stomach, and then lies back on the bed, "something left at home?"

"No Yue Xiao shook his head and sat down beside the bed. "I asked for leave from my life teacher. During this time, I live at home first, so that I can take care of you."

"Who wants you to make your own decisions?" Wen AI now recovered a little strength and pushed Yue Xiao's thigh to let him go. "You've been here for a while. I'm an infectious disease patient now. Don't wait for you to get it too."

"I can't get it." Yue Xiao grabbed his hand and put it back under the quilt. "I went out in the welfare home once when I was a child, and I won't get sick again."

"I don't need you to take care of me." "The school is so far away, don't you think it's hard to come back and forth?"

"Get up early." Yue Xiao smiles, "mom cares about you during the day, I'll take over at night, otherwise she will be tired."

Wen AI thought: "then don't rely on me to make trouble for you. "

Yue Xiao helped him with the quilt:" squint and rest for a while. I'll go to the kitchen and hot porridge for you. "

the complications of chickenpox last for a short time. Wenai burned for one and a half days. The next afternoon, she didn't feel dizzy and swollen. She almost vomited her stomach after eating.

Anne's mother set up a small coal stove in Wenai's room, on which a pot of vinegar was burned and smoked 24 hours a day. The sour smell made Wenai's breathing stop, and she wanted to spit sour water out.

"What about mom? "Wen AI sat at the head of the bed and asked Yue Xiao to apply the medicine for him.

"I've had a rest. I should go back to work tomorrow." Yue Xiao holds Wen AI's chin in one hand and a cotton swab dipped in purple medicine in the other hand. He places it gently on the chickenpox on Wen AI's face, "what's the matter? I'll call her for you later. "

"No, no, no!" Wen AI turned her eyes to one side and looked at the small coal stove in the corner. "Help me hide that lump in the utility room. Be careful not to be seen by my mother."

Yue Xiao stopped and looked at him funny: "no, it's disinfected."

Wen AI's little mouth pouted: "what kind of poison does it eliminate! You've all had chickenpox. Who did you eliminate it for

"You haven't recovered yet. Who did you say you should eliminate it for?" Yue Xiao replaced a new cotton swab and put it into the medicine bottle. The white cotton head went in and the purple cotton head went out. "Head up a little more. I'll wipe it on your neck."

"But it smells so bad. I dream of falling into the vinegar jar at night." Wen AI raised his chin with cooperation, and said in a soft voice: "I can't stand it. Please help me! Huh? Yue Xiao, Yue Xiao... "

Wen AI didn't know how to think of this move. He kept calling Yue Xiao's name whenever he had something. Yue Xiao ate this trick very much, and he lost his soul every time. But this time, Yue Xiao insisted: "no way."

Looking at the ceiling, Wen AI reached for Yue Xiao's clothes, squeezed them tightly, and then swayed back and forth: "is that all right for this night? Let me have a good sleep and you'll move in early tomorrow morning. "

Yue Xiao gently comforted him: "bear it again. When you get scab, I'll help you remove these things."

The chickenpox on the neck is less, and it's wiped out in a few times. Yue Xiao stops, and his eyes are a little erratic: "take off your pajamas..."

"No Wen AI's coquetry failed, and immediately seized the opportunity to quarrel with him, "I don't wipe medicine!""Don't be willful." Yue Xiao helplessly looked at him and saw that he was as deaf as a rabbit with two long ears and a dead knot. He could only say, "or I'll take it off for you."

Wen AI shrank back: "you dare!"

Yue Xiao didn't speak. He put down his cotton swab and stretched out his hands to him.

Wen AI immediately lifts the quilt and jumps up. Yue Xiao steps off his slippers and goes to bed. He quickly catches Wen Xiaotu, who is all over the bed. He sits on the edge of the bed and presses him on his thigh.

Yue Xiao reminded: "don't move, be careful to crush the pox."

Wen AI was honest, looked up at him wrongly with Shuiling's big eyes: "bastard."

Yue Xiao was almost scolded by him.

It's not Yue Xiao's metamorphosis. The main reason is that they are close to each other. Wen AI has a small expression of complacency. With his innocent eyes, the impact is not so big. Yue Xiao should go to the hospital to hang up a andrology department only if he doesn't respond.

Wen AI is so reluctant that Yue Xiao doesn't expect him to take off his clothes by himself. He bites his teeth and reaches out his hand to help him untie the button.

Wen AI was afraid that he would break the chicken pox and leave a scar, so he could only let Yue Xiao take off his clothes. However, he was depressed, so he looked at Yue Xiao with his sad, pitiful and accusing eyes. What he didn't know was that he was going to be forced by Yue Xiao.

Yue Xiao can't stand the way that Wen AI looks at him. His ears are getting redder and his hands are shaking. At last, he stuffed him into the bed, got up and strode away: "I'll ask my mother to wipe it for you."

Wen AI looks at his back. Hey, you can walk so fast on the right turn.

A week later, the chickenpox on Wenai's body leveled off and formed a brown black scab, which itched badly. He always wanted to pick it with his nails.

Yue Xiao held his wrist: "don't pick it off, or the meat won't grow well."

"Let me scratch it." Wen AI itches to scratch the heart to scratch the lung, "once!"

Yue Xiao released a hand and patted him gently on the face: "is this better?"

"Mm-hmm!" Wen AI narrowed her eyes and sent her face to Yue Xiao's palm. She was so comfortable that she kept humming.

Yue Xiao was a little hot. He coughed two times and stopped itching seriously.

After a while, Wynne was fed up and leaned back to the head of the bed. He was isolated for so long, how boring he was, and asked about the school.

Yue Xiao picked up some important things and told him. Wen AI looked forward to them: "I haven't met my classmates yet. How about getting along with them?"

Yue Xiao thought, "it's OK."

Wynne pushed his arm: "to say a little more, is there any funny big news or something?"

Yue Xiao hesitated for a moment: "No."

After all the scabs on her face fell off, Wen AI couldn't wait to pack up and go to school. The dormitory is a room for six people. As soon as she got there, Wen AI began to drive Yue Xiao out: "you go back to your own dormitory, I can clean it up by myself."

"Good." Yue Xiao wiped the sweat on his forehead. "Call me if you have anything. I'm next to you."

Wenai's five roommates were all quite cheerful. They said their names to each other and soon chatted with each other.

Talk about teachers, girls and gossip.

Wen AI knew from her roommate that Yue Xiao was being pursued by the school flower.

This school flower is Xu Qingying, a sophomore in senior high school. Her boyfriend changes in January, and she is more punctual than her aunt. It is said that Yue Xiao takes a fancy to people as soon as she enters the school. She runs to the class every day to find Yue Xiao, and sometimes gives a little gift of love.

Wen AI was a little angry. He asked Yuexiao if there was any big news in the school. He told himself that there was no news. What happened?

No, it's just not telling him.

Wen AI left her roommates who were talking so much, ran to the next room, and hammered the door of Yue Xiao's dormitory.

Yue Xiaozheng is worried that when Wen AI cleans up the dormitory, there is something uncertain. He is always ready. At this moment, he hears the urgent sound of smashing the door, and immediately comes out to answer the door: "what's the matter?"

Wen AI has been watching him for a long time with her arms in her arms, but she can't see any change when she gets along with him day and night. Now, after careful comparison, she finds that Yue Xiao is really handsome, handsome with thick eyebrows and big eyes, and very masculine.

It's no wonder there are school flowers chasing.

Seeing that Wen AI was silent, Yue Xiao had to ask again, "what's the matter? Is it difficult to make the bed? "

"Yue Xiao, I'll tell you, you don't have any integrity here now!"

Wen AI dropped a word and ran back to his dormitory, leaving a corridor of vinegar.