Chapter 914: The past part of the outside (8)

It was raining outside, and the weather was cold.
At this time, it was a little more than eight o'clock, and because of the rain, it was impossible to get a taxi at all.
Jiang Ting carried Yan Nian on his back, her body kept sliding downward, and he lifted her up.
Yan Nian was wearing Jiang Ting's coat, and the cap of the coat was also buttoned on the shell of her head.
And he, wearing a thin shirt, ran to the hospital on a rainy night carrying her.
"Hey girl, don't go to sleep, have you heard?"
"..." The words and thoughts behind him were quiet, rare and obedient.
Jiang Ting didn't like her being good now.
He also wished she would yell at him with her teeth and claws.
He ran quickly towards the nearby medicine, talking to her behind him as he walked.
"Yan Nian, idiot girl, can you hear me? Huh?"
"..."
Yan Nian had fallen asleep long ago, her head was heavy, and her ears were buzzing, who was talking to her, her voice was very nice, with tenderness and concern, like a big brother who gave people a sense of security.
But what to do, she wants to sleep well now...
...
At the hospital.
The doctor gave Yan Nian a drip, and Jiang Ting sat by the bed, guarding her.
He was soaked all over, and his short, ink-colored hair was hung with a layer of water droplets, which fell to the ground along the broken hair on his forehead.
He ignored the wiping of his hair, stared at Yan Nian who was asleep on the bed for a moment, sighed, took her little hand and held it in his palm.
After thinking about it, I felt that this posture was not appropriate, so he pursed the lip line and tucked the little hand back into the quilt.
I don't know how long it has been, Yannian finally woke up.
But he was dazed, sleepy eyes, still in his sleep, never recovered, "Where is this..."
"Hospital, you have a fever, thirty-nine degrees."
"Well, I don't like the hospital... I want to go home... Go home..." I cried as he said.
"Well, I will carry you back after finishing this bottle of drip."
Jiang Ting stood by the bed and responded softly, looking through the blue glass curtain, the sky is getting darker now, but it doesn't seem to be raining outside.
Yannian nodded contentedly, stopped crying, and fell asleep again...
The sky is dim.
By the time I finished the shot, it was already half past nine.
The doctor took Yan Nian's body temperature again, 37 degrees and 5 degrees, still a little low-grade fever.
"Why don't you stay until tomorrow?" the doctor said to Jiang Ting.
"No, this girl doesn't like the hospital, I will carry her back."
Seeing him resolutely, the doctor nodded, "That's okay, go back and let her rest, and make her some millet porridge to drink, don't eat greasy things."
"it is good."
Jiang Ting memorized his words and thoughts back.
Yan Yuming and Ma Xueyan have not yet returned. It is estimated that the dinner will be over at about ten o'clock.
Tossing this night, he was so tired that he carried the person back to the bedroom, put him on the bed, and let her sit down.
"I'll take off my shoes. Sit down."
"..."
Yannian lowered her head, little by little like a quail.
She's so sleepy...
Jiang Ting knelt on one knee, took off her shoes, and was about to get up, his lips hot.
The girl's fragrance, faint and soft, just passed.
Jiang Ting was stunned, like a petrified statue.
At this moment, time seems to stand still.
When the reaction came, the instigator had fallen straight on the bed in a "big" shape.
Jiang Ting: "..."
This is his first kiss.
Now, just like this was taken away by a nasty girl.
What she took away, it seemed, was not just his first kiss.
Anything he insisted on for a long time became easier with this kiss.
Jiang Ting pursed his lips, watching Yan Nian who had fallen asleep.
The little face blushed, and her breathing was still a little short, just such a heartless girl.
But in Jiang Ting's heart, Yan Nian this person, and the two words Yan Nian, are like seeds emerging from the ground, occupying a deep-rooted position in his heart.
There is something that ferments a little bit, then blooms, and results...
He had never expected this before, the day it turned out.
...
Yannian slept for a whole night, and the next day she felt refreshed, her head no longer hurts.
She felt that she was the kind of person with particularly strong resilience, Xiaoqiang who could not be beaten to death, with tenacious and unyielding vitality.
Turned his head and looked out the window.
Light and shadow overlap.
It seemed to rain last night, but the sun was already out this morning, the sun was shining, and it was so comfortable on the body. It was so comfortable that I stretched out a big lazy waist, squinted slightly like a cat. .
Ma Xueyan knocked on the door and came in.
Come tell Yannian to eat and put her clothes on the bed.
"Mom, when did you come back last night?" Yannian asked after changing clothes.
"It's half past ten, we come back and you are already sleeping in bed, what's wrong?"
Neither Ma Xueyan nor Yan Yuming knew about Yannian's fever.
"It's okay..."
Somehow, Yannian felt that she vaguely remembered where Jiang Ting seemed to be carrying her.
Where did you go?
This brain doesn't hurt anymore, but I can't remember anything anymore.
Then I went back to school and went to Jiang Ting, who explained that she had a fever yesterday.
"Well, thank you for carrying me to the hospital!"
"You said to yourself, you don't like hospitals."
"Really? Did I say it?" Yannian scratched her neck, "Haha, I forgot..."
Jiang Ting frowned, "Do you really remember what happened last night?"
"What's the matter? Should I remember?"
Those innocent and clear eyes, without impurities and pollution, are full of words--
I really don't know anything.
Seeing her so nervous, Jiang Ting knew that she must have completely forgotten about her kissing him last night!
"You are not allowed to have a fever again!"
"Damn, what's wrong with you? Do I want to have a fever myself? You still control me if you have a fever!"
"I mean, you are not allowed to have a fever while there are outsiders."
Nani?
Yannian really wanted to give him a seven hundred and twenty-degree glance.
This person really likes to preach to her, and now he has to reprimand her even if she has a fever. In summary, Yan Nian:
"You, brain, son, there, bubble!"
After speaking, he ran away.
I didn't dare not run, for fear that Jiang Ting would beat her.
Ran back to his class.
It's the end of get out of class now. The first and third grades of junior high school are full of humming, talking, screaming, and singing, and the discipline is very chaotic.
Ding Baoyi sat down with Yannian, winking her eyebrows, "Hey, you know this Friday Autumn Games, I'll give you 1500 for women!"
"You are so special--"
"Don't worry, Zhang Tianzhu has made it clear that all students participating in the sports meet can enjoy the right not to clean the classroom for half the semester!"
"Oh, that's okay."
Yan Nian's anger went smoothly, supporting her cheek with one hand.
"But why don't you give me a shot?"
"The places for shot throwing are full, and the places for throwing discus are also full. Just rest!"
Does Ding Baoyi know the little abacus in Yannian's heart?
From the beginning of elementary school, in order to avoid going to school, Yan Nian can be said to consume 100 million brain cells.
At that time, it was said that the shot was too heavy, and the arm was dislocated when the shot was thrown. I have to rest for ten and a half days, so I won’t use it for school!
"Well, 1500 is fine, when the time comes... hey, I'll say my leg cramps!"
"I knew you were this kind of person, so I decisively gave you 1500."
"Good sister!" Yannian patted Ding Baoyi's shoulder vigorously and smiled happily.