Chapter 8: Still you

Lin'an shook his head, hinting in his heart that he shouldn't think about it, and he might just ask casually.
Three days of rehearsal have passed, and the New Year's Day party will officially start tonight.
"When the lights are on tonight, maybe looking through the window, the best place in my dream is" mixed with music, there is still half an hour in the New Year's Day party.
Both the host and performer changed their clothes and prepared to continue.
Lin'an was wearing a white dress with a slightly exposed v-neck, just below the collarbone. Lin'an is already white, and the backstage lights are bright enough, making it even more white and creamy. A soft black hair fell down his shoulders, and a pair of divine eyes seemed to have shining galaxies. Lin'an in front of him was an angel in the world.
Jiang Yihe wore a straight brown suit with a Adam's apple above the bow tie. The Adam's apple moved up and down rhythmically when speaking. Although the occasional smile was light, it was memorable.
Lin'an looked a little nervous. After all, there were not so many hosts in the past. In a stadium with more than 8,000 people, the lights were the focus of the audience. It is difficult to be nervous. However, Jiang Yihe beside him was really calm. He watched Lin'an and drank a few sips of water. After a pause, he suddenly walked towards the girl in front of him.
"I'm nervous." Jiang Yihe pulled a chair and sat next to Lin'an, not far away but he held it safely.
"A bit, there are so many people." Lin'an bit his lower lip subconsciously.
"It's okay, just treat it as a dress rehearsal. I will teach you a way, you just stare at the national flag directly in front of you, don't look at the heads underneath."
"Hahaha, um." Lin'an closed his eyes and took a deep breath.
Jiang Yihe looked at the girl in front of him and smiled unconsciously.
Why is it so cute.
"Count down to five, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1" is shown on the screen.
"Come on." Jiang Yihe lowered his head slightly to encourage her in Lin'an's ear.
A warm and deep voice slipped into Lin'an's ears.
""Damn, I didn't feel nervous anymore, now
"Dear leaders, teachers, everyone tonight."
"good evening"
After the show was performed one by one, four people called the curtain, just like a painting. In fact, many of the students present sighed Jiang Yi and Song Lin’an for their sense of c. During the award-winning Q&A session, some freshmen’s questions were a bit "exotic". However, their cooperation was very tacit and the answers were perfect. Also online.
"The girl you are talking about is her." A girl with a ponytail sitting in the audience said, "Jiang Yihe sent her back to the dormitory, did you read it wrong?" This girl is Chen Zi, from the School of Foreign Languages As a sophomore, I liked Jiang Yihe very early, and I secretly handed out a few flyers.
"Really, I saw it with my own eyes when I went back to bed, talking and laughing, and I felt quite familiar." Another girl said that the dormitory in the outer courtyard is in the Deyi Building next to the Dexing Building.
"what is her name"
"It seems to be called Song Linan"
"Song Lin'an, such a familiar name, I seem to have seen it somewhere." Chen Zi looked at Lin'an's back, his heart was on fire, and it was just a long time since school started, and he was so happy with Jiang Yihe.
"Drink water, they handed it over." Lin'an handed Jiang Yihe a bottle of mineral water.
"The performance is very good." Jiang Yihe unscrewed the bottle cap and drank after speaking.
Lin'an just wanted to talk, his eyes fixed on Jiang Yihe's Adam's apple unconsciously. It was really when he scrolled up and down.
Jiang Yihe didn’t hear Lin’an’s answer and turned down slightly to look at her and found
"Ah thank you," Lin'an quickly looked away and replied.
It feels less embarrassing to find more stealth sights. Lin'an feels more and more hopeless.
After six o'clock, Lin'an was awakened by the sound of rain outside the window. It was raining all this week, perhaps because the evening clothes were too thin. Lin'an felt that his head was dizzy and his mouth was dry as soon as he opened his eyes. Lin'an touched his forehead, and couldn't tell if he had a fever. Dressed carefully and got out of bed, the roommates were all asleep, Lin'an didn't want to wake them up. Thinking of the school infirmary not opening, Lin'an went out to the community health service station alone wrapped in a down jacket.
The wind outside and the sound of speeding cars on the road intertwined, making Lin'an's mind more and more heavier.
On the other side of the road, Jiang Yihe, wearing a black Adi sports jacket, carried a heavy document. As soon as I thought about crossing the road, I saw a familiar figure with his hair tied randomly and lacking energy. Before she could utter the words Lin'an, she saw a red car quickly approaching her.
Before Jiang Yihe had time to think about it, he put the information beside him on the ground and rushed over. When the car was more than one meter away from Lin'an, Jiang Yihe held Lin'an's waist and hugged her to the side of the road.
"Lin'an" Jiang Yihe looked at the dizzy girl in front of him and called her name.
"Yeah" Lin'an opened his eyelids with difficulty, and fell asleep on Jiang Yihe without any strength to answer.
Jiang Yihe touched Lin'an's forehead and found that it was hot, and the palm of his hand was too hot, so he lifted her up sideways without saying anything.
"Oh my god, the little girl is sick, I'll take you there." The driver of the red car got out and said when he saw this scene.
Jiang Yihe took Lin'an into the car, and the driver's visionary helped Jiang Yihe put the information on the car.
"The little clinic here didn't open in the morning. I'll take you to the central hospital."
"Thank you, but it's better not to use mobile phones while driving, it's not safe."
The car driver was embarrassed and embarrassed. He was playing on his mobile phone and almost hit someone.
Jiang Yihe looked at the girl in his arms, with no color on his mouth, his brows furrowed, and his heart was very disturbed.
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"Lin'an, have you seen Lin'an?" Gu Zhili said, looking at the unmade bed. She had searched the entire dormitory but did not see her, Gu Zhili was a little uneasy.
"No, where can I go in this cold morning? I'll call her again." He Jianing dialed the phone after speaking.
No one answered
"Here, the cell phone is here, on the shoe rack. Lin'an didn't bring the cell phone," Wang Yuhan said while holding the cell phone that had fallen in Lin'an.
"Let's go down and find, where can we go," Gu Zhili said.
A few people quickly put on their coats and went down to find someone
"She has a cold and caught a cold. For a few days, it may be that she didn't pay much attention to it and caused a fever." The doctor and Jiang Yihe saw Song Lin'an's condition, "Boyfriend should pay more attention to his girlfriend. It's very cold these days. Many people have colds."
After listening carefully, Jiang Yihe said "Okay, thank you doctor."
After the doctor left, Jiang Yihe sat on the empty hospital bed next to him and looked at Song Linan.
She was still the same as before, and she was in a particularly bad spirit. Now lying weakly on the hospital bed, only his head was exposed, like a poor white rabbit, the small one. Jiang Yihe looked at her in a daze
I remember it a few years ago
"Take it." Jiang Yihe handed the umbrella to the little girl who squatted on the ground and endured crying
She slowly looked up, her eyes filled with helplessness and despair.
And he seemed like
He slowly squatted down and looked at the little girl, "Take it, it's cold", put the umbrella next to the girl and left.
"Thank you brother." The girl thanked as she sobbed
She is still in front of her.
"Senior" Lin'an opened his eyes and saw the person in front of him, his consciousness was still blurred, and he felt very strange.
Jiang Yihe looked at her and did not answer at this time.
Fortunately, it was you at the time. Fortunately, I can still meet you Song Linan