Unparalleled Crazy Young System

Song Xiaoyue felt some liquid flowing in her mouth, a faint scent wafting from the tip of her nose, and a thick shoulder behind her, giving a warm and reassuring feeling.

She slowly opened her eyes and saw a dangling figure in front of her eyes, holding a fragrant porridge in her hand, gently feeding it bite by bite with a spoon.

"Wake up. Drink this medicinal porridge. I'll tell you that I have added eight medicinal materials to this, and it took a few hours to cook it."

This familiar voice.

Song Xiaoyue's retina slowly became clear, and her face flushed the next moment.

I saw that the person in front of him was his deskmate Ye Hao.

At this moment, he was actually leaning in his arms, and he was feeding himself the porridge bit by bit.

"Why is my face red again? Is it because he has a fever again." Ye Hao frowned and pressed his hand on Song Xiaoyue's forehead.

Song Xiaoyue was taken aback, only then did she notice that the surrounding environment was unfamiliar, and it was still pitch black outside, accompanied by the sound of dense rain.

"Where am I?" Song Xiaoyue quickly moved away from Ye Hao's arms, and slowly sat up on her own.

But at this time, she was surprised to find that she was only wearing a man's white shirt, and then just a pair of underwear.

However, a large men's shirt can be worn as a short skirt, but the slender jade legs are exposed.

"Ahhh... I... where are my clothes."

Song Xiaoyue immediately hid under the quilt and stared at Ye Hao in shame.

Ye Hao hurriedly waved his hand and explained: "Listen to my explanation first. Just now on the way I was going to take you home, you suddenly had a fever and passed out. I can only take you back to my house."

"And you kept talking about chest tightness at that time. I think it was because of you wearing a cheongsam, so you took off your cheongsam. Don't worry, I definitely didn't do anything to go beyond the thunder pond." Ye Hao held high. He said with a vow on his face.

Ye Hao did not make a mistake, he did not do anything, but his eyes were feasting.

Song Xiaoyue frowned slightly, she could still feel whether her body was abnormal, she subconsciously shrank her body into the quilt.

"Now... what time is it."

"It's three o'clock in the morning. You scared me to death yesterday. Now your head is not dizzy." Ye Hao picked up the medicinal porridge in his hand: "I prepared this all night. It is especially good for reducing fever. Come, Ahhhhh."

Looking at the spoon handed over, Song Xiaoyue subconsciously grew her mouth. When her red lips covered the spoon, her face changed, her head turned, and the quilt covered the ruddy face: "I'm much better. You...you put the porridge next to me, and I will drink it myself later."

Damn, what's wrong with myself, I've grown so big, and this is the first time I've been fed by a man of my age.

"That's good." Ye Hao put the porridge next to him and stretched his waist: "You worried me to death yesterday. I haven't had a good rest until now. It seems that it can only be tomorrow... No, it should be. Said that I had a good rest in class today."

Hearing Ye Hao's words, Song Xiaoyue asked softly: "You... from yesterday to now... are you taking care of me?"

"That's not it. I don't have a phone number from your parents, so I can only take care of you. I called Teacher Zhao during the period, but I still couldn't get through, but I sent her a few text messages." Ye Hao said At that time, his cell phone rang.

Ye Hao picked up the phone and looked at it. It was Zhao Yanting's number.

"Say Cao Cao and Cao Cao will be here. Sister Ting's call." Ye Hao turned around and pressed the answer button.

He didn't see Song Xiaoyue raising her head. At this moment, there was a slight softness in the eyes of the young man in front of him.

"Hey. Sister Ting, Song Xiaoyue is already here with me. Her illness is cured. It's okay. I'll take her back later. What? Her family will pick her up later, okay. I know."

After Ye Hao hung up the phone, he looked at Song Xiaoyue and said, "Sister Ting said just now, your family will pick you up later."

When she heard the word family, Song Xiaoyue's eyes turned a little dim, and her head slowly buried in the bed.

"What's wrong? I didn't say it before, so I told them well. Now I'm scared?" Ye Hao moved a chair and sat beside the bed.

Song Xiaoyue showed her eyes and whispered: "Well. I don't know how to tell them, after all, I have a bet with them ahead of time. Now not only have my results slipped, but the game has also lost."

Ye Hao smiled and said, "This is easy to handle. Then we will work hard both in performance and instrumental music. Win the champion of the Jiangnan Provincial Instrumental Music Competition, then you can rest assured to continue your dreams."

Song Xiaoyue shook her head mockingly: "It's impossible. I told you before that you need a place to participate in that competition. I... just a loser."

Ye Hao stood up and walked to the window sill, took the orchid planted in the teacup, and asked Song Xiaoyue.

"what is this."

Song Xiaoyue looked at the pile of grass on the teacup in confusion: "A pile of grass."

"No. This is orchid." Ye Hao said solemnly.

Song Xiaoyue covered her mouth and smiled: "Don't tease me, this is obviously grass, there are no flowers."

"It doesn't exist now, but it doesn't mean there won't be in the future." Ye Hao put the tea cup back on the window sill and opened the window. The heavy rain outside directly leaned in, slapping the grass inside the tea cup.

"No matter how bright things are, they have to experience storms before they bloom, and those that can't stand the storm to exercise, they are destined to be weeds. And those grasses that dare to move forward will bloom the brightest flowers after the rainy season. Come." Ye Hao pointed to Song Xiaoyue and said, "The same is true for you. You are now in the storm, and it depends on your own ups and downs. If you don't study well, don't forget my deskmate. . Instrumental music is not good, this master can teach you. Don’t forget the song I sang to you before

Song, don't forget your original dream. "

While speaking, Ye Hao smiled and blinked at Song Xiaoyue.

Song Xiaoyue chuckled. When Ye Hao said this, she felt more comfortable in her heart. She slowly poked her head out and looked at Ye Hao and said; "Then I will ask you, what is your initial dream."

Ye Hao was taken aback, and the next moment he looked out of the window, at the pouring rain in the dark night.

"My dream was gone a few years ago."

Song Xiaoyue looked at Ye Hao, whose expression was a little lonely. For some reason, she felt a faint pain in her heart, as if she saw a lonely person standing in a storm.

Bump

At this moment, there was a rapid knock on the door.

The expression on Ye Hao's face flashed by. He closed the window and walked towards the door while saying: "It seems that your family is here. I will open the door."

Song Xiaoyue obviously became nervous now. The moment Ye Hao opened the door, he was stunned...