No.70 days

On this rare snowy night, Shao Wu pushed his bicycle and walked home step by step.

That night, he had a fever again.

Maybe it was because the previous cold was not clean enough. When the wind and snow blew, Shaowu got a cold, and Shaowu directly burned to 38.8 degrees.After taking the antipyretics, Shao Wu shivered under the blanket.In fact, the fever this time was not very high, but Shao Wu felt that his brain was unexpectedly fuzzy, as if his brain had been heated up, and the images in his memory flickered like slides.It is said that when people are about to die, all kinds of memories from the past will quickly flash through their minds. Shao Wu is not worried that he will die, he just feels burning and uncomfortable. Wang Yujun, who is kissing passionately, is Yang Shuyi, who is lying on the desk and wandering in vain?

It is still hot, from the soles of the feet to the back of the head. The history teacher said that there was a kind of torture in ancient times. The prisoner was ordered to step on an iron plate, and a fire was set under the iron plate. Standing, the soles of the feet are finally torn, and the prisoner jumps with all his strength on the iron plate like dancing, and the viewers enjoy it.Shao Wu felt like this prisoner, it was too hot, he curled up, and even forgot the quilt on his body in a trance, he just wanted to cover the bulge.Why, why did it bulge, why when it bulged, all he thought about was Yang Shuyi's face.The prisoner's feet were torn apart, and Shao Wu's consciousness was torn in two, one half being "homosexual" and the other half being "Yang Shuyi".

"Yaoer, is Yaoer better?" Mom asked anxiously.

"..."

"Take another temperature?"

"Didn't he just take the antipyretic manna so fast!"

Both parents stayed by the bed, Shao Wu said vaguely: "I'm fine."

His face was huddled under the quilt, and his voice was hoarse, but luckily they didn't notice - Shao Wu's face was already full of tears.Maybe it's more hypocritical when you're sick?Shao Wu comforted himself like this.But that place was still so hard that it hurt, he clamped his legs in embarrassment, and tears came out again.It's all because of Yang Yi's slender and strong arms, Yang Shuyi's thin calluses, everything about Yang Yi, everything.What is this evening?After living for 17 years, he finally saw the appearance of lust. It turns out that lust is not an impulse. Lust is just a face with wheat-colored skin and bright eyes that are always half-drooped, expressionless, like a Buddha looking down. Sentient beings don't have the slightest preference. That face is so clean, but it can force out his lust and judge his love.

It was a chaotic night, and Shao Wu didn't know when he fell asleep, and when he woke up, he didn't know what time it was. Because of the snow, when he looked out through the gap in the curtains, he could see the night sky was bright white.The fever has subsided, and the sweating has also occurred. Shao Wu feels limp in his limbs, as if he had run 1000 meters.

His mind was surprisingly peaceful, and overnight, he seemed to understand everything.

It turned out that those unexplainable impulses were nothing more than, when Wang Yujun kissed a man with a flat head, how much he wished that it was him and Yang Shuyi who kissed.

He got it and admitted it.

On Monday morning, Shao Wu drank a bowl of millet porridge and went to school to take the final exam.Their examination rooms are arranged according to the results of the previous monthly examination, so Shao Wu is in the first examination room, and Yang Shuyi is in the second examination room—after all, there is only one liberal arts class.What's annoying is that the school has divided the only two liberal arts examination rooms into different floors, one is to maintain the discipline of the examination room.Shao Wu still had a low fever and was confused, so he passed the test for a day and a half.He didn't even finish his comprehensive paper, and his composition seemed to be off topic, and the last big question of mathematics was directly emptied.

English is the last class. Hand in the answer sheet, put the marker pen into the pencil case, the invigilator is counting the papers on the podium, the students have already breathed a sigh of relief, chatting on twitter, the last question is reading is so difficult, listening comprehension It's too soon, are you going out for a stroll tomorrow?Shao Wu lay on the table, motionless.He knew he failed the exam, but he couldn't care less about it - he was too tired.

After the exam, everyone can go home directly, and some students come out of the classroom one after another, in twos and threes, all very excited, anyway, it's still early before the scores are announced.Shao Wu was still lying on the table. He wanted to see Yang Shuyi, but he didn't dare to go to him. Now, everything is different.Yang Shuyi probably went home too?Oh, or, go to an Internet cafe.

"Shao Wu," it was Zhu Jingjing, "Are you okay?"

"fine……"

"Well, is Yang Shuyi waiting for you?"

Shao Wu's eyes suddenly opened.

He looked up, and saw Yang Shuyi standing at the entrance of the examination room, smiling at him and lifting his chin.