Interaction rules for sick girls

"Well, you guys take a good rest first. I'll go outside to see if there are any new students."

Then the space was left to the young couple inside.

Fan Yanke looked at the boy with tender eyes, and her hand reached out involuntarily and touched the boy's face.

"Thank you. I feel like you're the only one on this campus who can help me..."

The boy's face felt very comfortable to touch and his hair was very soft. She noticed that his clothes were a little dirty. She thought he must have fallen when he was carrying her on his back.

This made her heart soft.

It has been a long time since anyone cared about her like this. Only after losing someone will one feel how these trivial things can warm a person so much.

Feeling the pleasant afternoon sunshine, Fan Yanke half-lying down, playing with Xia Xiu's hair in various ways with her hands, as if she was stroking a well-behaved kitten, and felt very peaceful in her heart.

If possible, she would like to keep time at the present moment and just live like this forever.

She greedily enjoyed the comfortable situation, and when she saw the boy's brows frown, she reluctantly took her hand away.

The boy rubbed his eyes sleepily, then stretched lazily involuntarily. For some reason, there was a smile on the boy's face.

"woke up?"

Xia Xiu looked at the girl's face which was slowly turning red with a half-smile. She shyly buried her whole body in the quilt, leaving only half of her head exposed. Her big eyes looked around guiltily.

He couldn't help but laugh out loud in amusement. This silly girl was so adorable.

"You...you, when did you wake up..."

The sound is as thin as a mosquito.

At this time, the girl realized that Xia Xiu had not fallen asleep from beginning to end and was deliberately watching her make fun of herself.

"Hmm..." Xia Xiu smiled and thought for a while, "Maybe I woke up when the teacher left. After all, I am a very light sleeper."

"Doesn't that mean...Aaaaah!"

Fan Yanke completely hid her head under the quilt, so wouldn't her subsequent mumblings and small movements be discovered? !

She had just seen Xia Xiu's lips and wanted to kiss them...

The girl, overwhelmed by shame, could no longer face people and wrapped herself up in the quilt like a ball. From now on, no one could release her from the seal.

Xia Xiu looked at the girl's actions with a smile on his face. It seemed that he had recovered a lot of his energy.

But what Xia Xiu said about his light sleep was a lie. When he slept, he was more sweet than a pig. If Fan Yanke's hand hadn't been playing tricks on his face at the end, he might not have been able to wake up.

As for what he said to the girl? It was just a trick to get her to say something, but the reaction was indeed very cute.

It's worth it that he went to so much trouble to send her here.

Xia Xiu couldn't help but poke the quilt ball in front of him with his hand. The ball trembled slightly, but there was still no movement, as if telling him that the creature inside had lost its life and advised him not to waste his efforts.

"If you don't come out, you'll be suffocated to death in there."

Xia Xiu could already hear the girl's slightly heavier breathing. After all, it was such a hot day, and she was wrapped in the quilt like a ball. Even if he didn't do anything, she would surrender soon.

Listening to Xia Xiu's words, the girl poked her eyes slightly out from under the quilt and looked at him awkwardly.

After thinking for a long time in the ball, the girl finally decided to be a cute ostrich and pretend that what happened before had never happened.

The girl's face was covered with a little sweat, and her crystal clear look was particularly dazzling under the reflection of the sun.

A very fragrant smell passed across Xia Xiu's nose.

It seems that even the sweat of a beautiful girl is fragrant.

So the poop of a beautiful girl isn’t smelly?

"How long have I slept?"

It took a long time for the girl to get rid of her shy state.

Xia Xiu glanced at the time.

"About three or four hours. It's around four or five in the afternoon now. Congratulations. You can go straight home from school now!!"

"So long?!"

The girl was a little confused after sleeping for so long.

"Then you stayed here for so long, didn't that mean you skipped an entire afternoon of classes?!"

Fan Yanke was a little worried about Xia Xiu's studies. In her impression, Xia Xiu should be a good student who studies hard. She felt that she was a bit of a burden to him.

"It's not a big deal. There are some meaningless music and art classes in the afternoon." Xia Xiu looked at the girl in surprise. "But is there anyone who will really study this kind of class seriously..."

"That's it"

Fan Yanke's sense of guilt was slightly alleviated.

"How do you feel now? To be honest, when I came to your classroom at noon and saw you sitting in your seat motionless, I was really shocked. People who didn't know would think you were dead."

Xia Xiu naturally touched Fan Yanke's forehead to see if her fever had subsided.

The boy's somewhat intimate behavior naturally made Fan Yanke's head burn. The boy's face was so close to her that she could see the fuzz on his face clearly, and the hormonal breath with a masculine smell hit her fragile heart bit by bit.

"It's... it's okay. I feel like there's basically nothing wrong with me. The fever should have gone away."

The girl forced herself to turn her face away, not daring to look at Xia Xiu's already bright eyes.

"That's fine. So why do you have a fever today? I remember you were very energetic this morning."

When Xia Xiu let go, he returned to his original position, as if he had just mentioned it casually.

"Or? Were you bullied by someone?"

......

As soon as the words fell, the atmosphere became gloomy at a noticeable speed.

He, Xia, has always been a ruthless atmosphere killer.

Chapter 30: The Strong Girl

Xia Xiu always manages to find the right moment to end the originally relaxing and cheerful atmosphere at the critical moment.

After the girl woke up, she never mentioned that he had been to her classroom before.

It was obvious that he wanted to avoid the topic and keep silent about it.

Even though she knew that doing so was ultimately an escape, and although escape was shameful, it was useful, wasn't it?

At least the ostrich with its head buried in the sand is at peace before it dies.

Why do they have to discuss this topic?

The girl pursed her lips and looked at the boy in front of her.

It was the same last time, and it was the same this time. What's the point of knowing it? Is it impossible to change the current situation? Why do we have to get to the bottom of it?

Gu Xiaoyu's words flashed through her mind, and she still hasn't forgotten the look in his eyes at that time.

Don't go, I don't want you to be targeted...

She didn't listen to Xiaoyu at the beginning, and ended up in the situation she is today. Although she didn't regret the decision she made at that time, she still complained in her bed every midnight.

Blaming herself for her own powerlessness, her inability to fight against the despairing violence, she was like a small boat, drifting helplessly in the waves of malice, with a deep sense of self-blame and powerlessness reminding her all the time:

She is the villain who watched her friend die without helping him.

She didn't want the boy to have the same feeling in the future. His life was extremely brilliant and wonderful, and should not be polluted by people like her. She didn't want to drag him into that bottomless quagmire and infect him with karma that he could not get rid of.

She chose to do the same thing as Gu Xiaoyu and bear the pain alone.

It is precisely because of this behavior that Fan Yanke and even Gu Xiaoyu always live in the shadow of school bullying.

Although escape is useful, it cannot change the status quo, just as only by removing the scar can new flesh grow, and only then can you be reborn from the ashes and regain the life you want.

Xia Zhengxiu was trying to uncover the other party's scars, which might as well destroy the atmosphere he had already created well.

But it was precisely because of this atmosphere that Fan Yanke, a somewhat naive girl, would not avoid Xia Xiu's questions, because she had no way to avoid them, right?

The retreat route has been blocked by Xia. After all, he went through a lot of hardships to carry this stupid girl into the infirmary. If he refuses even such a small request, then he, Xia, is too pitiful.

The girl raised her eyes and met Xia Xiu's gaze.

"Why do you have to ask this..."

"Why can't I ask?"

"But even if you know it, you can't do anything..."

The girl's tone was sad, as if she was begging Xia Xiu not to ask any more questions.

"When a child falls down, he or she will seek help and cry about the pain and suffering he or she is in. So why can't you seek help from others?"

The girl shook her head. No one could help her. She could only be free when the day came that group of people had no interest in her anymore.

But what's the use of this?

If they let her go, they would look for new prey and destroy the lives of one girl after another.

However, they, the bullies, received no punishment and still lived a wonderful and brilliant life like normal people when they grew up.

And those who have been bullied, infected with feelings of inferiority and self-abandonment, can only lick their wounds in a dark corner. Perhaps they will never be healed in their entire lives, hiding in the darkness, unable to touch the sunlight.

"What a stupid girl"

The boy's tone softened.

"It's not shameful to cry to others. Even if that person can't really help you, just giving you a harbor to talk to, a hug, or an arm is enough."

"Don't resist everything by yourself. Remember, you are not a superman. You will feel wronged, question the injustice of God, feel powerless, regret yourself, and question others. These negative emotions will appear in your heart. They accumulate slowly, like a flood, slowly storing in your heart. One day, when the gates in your heart can no longer lock them, they will pour out and rush down, dragging you into the bottomless abyss. By that time, everything will be too late."

"Your family will be sad, your friends will be heartbroken, and those who care about you will feel lost. Although the earth will continue to function in an orderly manner without any one person, this does not mean that everyone's existence is meaningless. People are interconnected, and the meaning of human existence is not the difference between life and death, but the trace of his existence."

"So don't always be so pessimistic. There is always more kindness than malice in the world. It's just that they choose to hide frequently and are not easily discovered..."

The boy's voice was so gentle and soft, he spoke slowly and without haste. He looked into her eyes, without revealing any lies or malice, and spoke the truth from the inside out.

He stretched out his hand and naturally stroked the girl's somewhat messy hair, carefully picking out the unnoticed scraps of paper hidden in her hair without revealing the slightest look of disgust.

The girl's stubborn expression slowly softened as he spoke, and every word he said was like a stream of clear spring water washing away her heavy heart.

A feeling of grievance rose from the bottom to the top and made her eyes red.

Yes...why must she be the one to suffer this kind of treatment...

Why are their hearts so evil? They are human beings, but they want to have fun with such evil games?

She's obviously very strong...

Even though the drawer was filled with leftovers and the stool was covered with disgusting liquid... even though she was dragged into the toilet and splashed with trash... she was strong enough not to give in to them, and she never showed the slightest sign of weakness in front of them, and she didn't care about the rumors outside...

She is really strong...

But the warmth above her head made her throat a little blocked. She wanted to say something to tell him that she was a strong girl and didn't need any comfort, but the words couldn't flow out when they reached her lips, and wet liquid filled her eyes.

But she had clearly shed all her tears that day.

The boy held her face and looked at her.

"So, if you want to cry, you better cry now. If you miss this opportunity, you will never get it again."

"...But do I really have the right to cry?"

"Yes, of course there is. Why do you think there isn't?"

"I'm not a child anymore..."

"God has not deprived you of the right to cry. Let those who are told they can't cry after growing up go to see God."

Xia Xiu's words were firm and affirmative, denying the girl's doubts and timidity.

"Then... could you please turn around..."

"I am happy to do so, Ms. Fan Yanke."

Xia Xiu turned around like a gentleman, leaving space for the lady who needed to vent.

A soft touch came from his back, and tears slowly soaked his clothes.

Slowly, the sound of sobbing filled the entire room, and the clouds in the sky also tactfully dispersed, revealing the sunshine that was supposed to illuminate everything.