It's better to be a scholar than to fall in love

Chapter 125 It's Snowing

When she woke up again, she was lying in a hospital in New York.

Doctors told her she was in good health.

After that, she found Jason.

Jason is a well-known psychiatrist in New York, a British-American, and he quickly gave a diagnosis.

She suffers from hypersensitivity.

The symptoms are obvious, she can't see men and women kissing, and likewise, she can't herself.

The physical reaction was very violent. Nausea and vomiting were mild, but when it was severe, it was the same as when she was in New York. She fainted for a day and a night, and even had a fever during the period.

After that, she kept silent about it when she went back.

She knew the cause well.

But by mistake, she left her contact information when she was in Jason's reception room.

What's more wrong is that she didn't know in advance that this handsome young psychiatrist is a nosy aunt.

So there are countless unread emails lying in her email box now.

She felt that there was nothing wrong with the disease.

She is still able to live a normal life and hides her condition well.

What's more, she really doesn't want to fall in love, the boy around her, keeping friends is her best limit.

After hanging up the phone, Qiao Yue twitched the corner of her mouth silently.

It's already December.

It's really cold, and it's been much colder these two days than before.

But this year's first snow has not yet been seen.

After Qiao Yue finished class in the afternoon, she made up lessons for Shen Zheyi as usual.

She knew that many people were spreading the news about her and Shen Zheyi, but because of this, she had less trouble to refuse.

But it also seems that there are bigger troubles waiting for her.

"I seem to have told you a similar question before." Qiao Yue pressed her temple, "Young man, do you understand by analogy?"

Shen Zheyi frowned and stared at the question in front of him, and looked at the question again suspiciously, "When did you say something similar?"

Qiao Yue turned the exercise book a few pages forward, "Hey."

Shen Zheyi was still confused after reading it, "Can you tell me where the two questions are similar?"

Qiao Yue: "..."

She really hated herself who promised to give him a little trouble back then.

A person who has never studied hard is really hard to teach, except that he has to work hard, the rest has to be made up by Shen Zheyi's intelligence.

He is indeed a little clever.

But it is impossible for him to grasp the knowledge that others have learned in a few years in a few weeks.

Fortunately, he was focused enough.

At dinner, Shen Zheyi stopped Qiao Yue's reckless behavior of wanting to toss a coin.

"For the sake of the fact that you almost had a heart attack just now, brother Yi made dinner today."

Qiao Yue: "Can I go to the consumption places of normal students?"

Shen Zheyi was taken aback by her words, and then smiled, "Do you love my money?"

Qiao Yue: "No, my conscience will swell if the food is too expensive."

Shen Zheyi: "??"

Qiao Yue: "It means that my conscience will ache."

Shen Zheyi smiled, "That's not because I love my money."

Qiao Yue looked serious, "Frugality is a traditional Chinese virtue."

Shen Zheyi made an OK gesture, and then the two went to a restaurant near the school, which was simple but clean.

The door of the restaurant is made of glass, and it can be seen that it is cleaned every day and is very clean.

The heating inside is sufficient, and the food is delicious.

Just suddenly, Shen Zheyi saw the pretty girl in front of her who was buried in her meal and looked out the door with a happy smile, so bright that he forgot to blink for a while.

"Look, Shen Zheyi, it's snowing."

(End of this chapter)