In this life, I don't even talk about love

With every breath the girl took, her chest would rise and fall.

"How come it's so big even when I'm lying down?" Zong Wenli looked at herself, then at Su Mu, and suddenly felt inferior.

"Alas, it's a pity that the guy got the advantage in the end." Zong Wenli sighed, walked to Su Mu and pulled the quilt for Su Mu.

Looking at the sick girl lying on the hospital bed, suddenly, a light flashed in Zong Wenli's eyes, and an idea suddenly popped up in her mind!

Zong Wenli took Su Mu's cell phone, walked out of the room and made a call.

Early in the morning, Ye Ge was attending class in the classroom, still sitting in the last row of dormitory 414.

This class is College English 1.

Ye Ge was sleeping on the table, as were Dasha and Li Jiangnan. The only one who was energetic was Lao Feng.

Normally, Ye Ge would not sleep on the table, but would analyze yesterday's data from Bilibili.

But there is no way. After Lao Feng broke up with his girlfriend yesterday, he kept crying all night long.

The lights were off. In the middle of the night, Lao Feng was still secretly wiping tears in his bed.

Even when he fell asleep, Lao Feng had no idea what he was dreaming about. He would shout from time to time, "Jiang Xin! My Jiang Xin! Woo woo woo! My Jiang Xin!"

If Ye Ge and the others hadn't seen that Old Feng was in such a miserable state after his breakup, they would have rolled Old Feng up and thrown him out the door long ago.

Just when Ye Ge was sleeping comfortably, the cell phone in his trouser pocket suddenly vibrated.

Ye Ge glanced at the caller ID and was stunned for a moment.

Su Mu?

Su Mu would never call Ye Ge, but would send him QQ messages or text messages.

Ye Ge answered the phone and covered the receiver.

"Hello, is this Ye Ge? This is Zong Wenli, I'm using Mu Mu's phone." Zong Wenli's voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Yes, I'm in class, what's wrong?" Ye Ge said softly.

Zong Wenli: "Oh, so, do you have a lot of classes today? Mumu has a fever today and is now receiving an IV drip at the school hospital. Can you come over and help take care of her later? Our class is full today."

"Su Mu is sick?" Ye Ge asked in surprise, "It's okay, I'll be there soon."

"Not right away. Wait until your get out of class is over. There's no rush." ​​Zong Wenli said.

"English class doesn't matter." Ye Ge hung up the phone.

Ye Ge glanced at Dasha beside him and patted him on the back of the head.

Just when Dasha thought it was the teacher calling him to wake him up, he sat up suddenly, but wasn’t the teacher still on the podium?

Just when Dasha was confused, Ye Ge raised his hand and said, "Teacher, my roommate has been complaining of stomachache. I'll take him to the school hospital."

Dasha: “???”

In the school hospital, Zong Wenli put Su Mu's phone back to its place. Thinking about what Ye Ge had just said, the corners of Zong Wenli's mouth curled up.

It seems that this man still has some conscience.

Just when Zong Wenli went downstairs to wait for Ye Ge to come, Zong Wenli's phone rang.

"Hello, cousin." A girl's voice came from the other end of the phone.

Zong Wenli smiled and said, "You actually called me, cousin Qingfeng, what's the matter?"

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 195 Because my wish has come true (asking for monthly tickets)

After Dasha woke up from his sleep, he didn’t know why he had a stomachache.

But Dasha understood what he meant immediately, and cooperated very well, moaning on the side and pretending to be in great pain.

That look could have won an Oscar.

The teacher didn't think much of it. After all, this young teacher had seen students miss classes, but had never seen anyone skipping classes.

Ye Ge helped Dasha out of the new media building and ran to the school hospital.

"No, where should I go?"

After Ye Ge left, only Dasha was left disheveled in the cold wind.

Downstairs in the school hospital, Ye Ge met Zong Wenli.

Seeing Ye Ge's breathless appearance, Zong Wenli felt much more comfortable. It seems that our Mu Mu is not without importance in his heart.

"You don't have to be so anxious." Zong Wenli walked up to Ye Ge and said.

"How can I not be anxious?" Ye Ge took a few deep breaths, "If anything happens to Su Mu, my mom will definitely skin me alive."

"Your mother?" Zong Wenli asked puzzledly.

"Let's not talk about this. How is Su Mu?" Ye Ge asked.

"When I took my temperature this morning, it was 39 degrees. The doctor said it was influenza. I'm getting an IV drip. I'm asleep in bed now. It's nothing serious."

"That's good." Ye Ge breathed a sigh of relief.

"What a hammer!" Zong Wenli said in her heart. She really wanted to punch Ye Ge, but she held back.

"Our Mumu is really too tired these days. She does everything for Bilibili Cake Shop herself. Although she has part-time jobs and employees, she rushes to the cake shop as soon as get out of class is over. After coming back, she studies. Her schedule is completely packed. Most importantly, she is still knitting for you."

"what's for me?"

"Nothing." Zong Wenli didn't know how many times she had sighed. "Anyway, you go up and take care of Su Mu. When she wakes up, give her some good advice and don't let her get so tired."

"Okay, I understand." Ye Ge nodded, feeling a little guilty.

In Ye Ge's idea, he wanted Su Mu to open a cake shop by himself. After it was opened, Su Mu would not need to do everything himself and could just hire someone to look after the shop.

Su Mu just needs to go to the store occasionally.

And with Sister Gao's help, Su Mu will be more relaxed. She can just be a hands-off shopkeeper and collect money beautifully.

Unexpectedly, Su Mu was busier than before and even exhausted himself.

After Zong Wenli left, Ye Ge walked into the school hospital, went upstairs, and soon found Su Mu lying on the hospital bed.

The girl lay on the bed like a sleeping beauty.

Walking to the head of the girl's bed, I could hear her steady breathing.

And when Ye Ge moved a chair and sat down, Su Mu's long eyelashes fluttered gently.

Sleeping Beauty slowly opened her eyes.

"You're awake. How do you feel? Are you feeling better?" Ye Ge asked.

Hearing Ye Ge's voice, Su Mu was slightly stunned.

When Su Mu turned around and saw Ye Ge sitting at the head of the bed, his beautiful peach blossom eyes flickered in a daze.

Su Mu even wondered if he was dreaming.

Why is Ye Ge at the head of his bed?

"You're not mistaken, it's me." Seeing Su Mu's puzzled expression, Ye Ge smiled, "Zong Wenli told me that you were sick, so I came here. She went to class."

Su Mu hurriedly reached out for the phone on the bedside table and started typing.

Ye Ge’s QQ soon rang.

Su Mu: "Ye Ge, I'm fine, go ahead and do your work, no need to bother you."

Ye Ge shook his head: "It's okay, no trouble, I don't have anything to do today, I'm just playing games in the dormitory."

Looking at Su Mu's pale face, Ye Ge blamed himself even more:

"Zong Wenli has already told me that these days, you have to go to work right after class and do everything by yourself. This is not okay.

A person's energy is limited.

And we are not short of people. Didn’t the cake shop hire three full-time waiters?

Plus, there are people in your dormitory who are also working part-time, so you can just take turns.

Just go two or three times a week.”

Su Mu lowered his eyes slightly, looking very guilty.

Ye Ge’s QQ rang.

【Su Mu: I’m sorry. 】

"Why are you apologizing to me?" Ye Ge smiled helplessly, "I should be the one to apologize. It's my fault that I didn't take good care of you."

Su Mu quickly got up, leaned against the head of the bed, and waved his hands continuously.

Su Mu: "No, no, Ye Ge, you took good care of me. I got sick accidentally."

"Well, this is indeed your fault." Ye Ge said with a smile, "Then you must correct your mistakes and stop going to the cake shop all the time. Just visit occasionally. Your cumulative working hours per week must not exceed 20 hours. Do you hear me?"

Su Mu lowered her head and bit her thin lips gently.

"It's decided." Ye Ge didn't give Su Mu a chance to refuse, "I'll get you a thermometer."

Ye Ge came over with a thermometer and handed it to Su Mu.

When Su Mu was about to put the thermometer under his arm and slightly lift his collar, Ye Ge took a breath of cold air and quickly turned his head.

Why is the scale so exaggerated?

And you have no defense against me?

Five minutes later, although Su Mu was still running a fever, the medicine had taken effect and the temperature had dropped to 38 degrees.

But the way Su Mu lowered his head, it seemed that he had a lot on his mind.

"What's wrong?" Ye Ge asked.

Su Mu shook his head and typed: "Ye Ge, did I fail to help you?"

Ye Ge sighed:

"It's not that you didn't help me, you helped me enough.