Don’t Talk To Me!

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In the summer, Yu Sheng had a rare cold.

It was a bit of a nasal noise, and occasionally sneezed a few times. But because the person didn't care, after a few days of class, he finally coughed. Ordinary wind-heat colds, the medicine is also taken. At night, as long as you lie flat, you can't stop coughing. You can't rest well.

"It's not a big deal." Yu Sheng didn't take it seriously, he swallowed and pressed his cough: "Training your abdominal muscles." Jin Linkun simply took a shower, put on his pajamas, and was amazed by his mentality: "Can touch Touch it?"

...Since taking the students, Teacher Yu's temper seems to be much better, and the number of hands-on times is much less.

But it just looks. In fact, it just changed to a more diverse form.

Jin Linkun grabbed the mineral water bottle that was hit by a precise fixed point, unscrewed the cap and went around, patted the back of this person who started coughing without saying a word: "Nurse your throat... drink some more water?" Yu Sheng I can swell it with a swell, shake my head, and push the water I pass to the side.

"Just half a month." This person has made various excuses to study in the library more than ten times. Yu Sheng has taken two exercise books and pressed his cough: "Sleep your sleep." Jin Linkun circled him, lower jaw Put it on your boyfriend's shoulder: "Bring you some pear soup?"

Teacher Yu thinks that President Jin, who has just returned from the flight, may want to burn his kitchen.

Jin Linkun had just flown to Manhattan, and at the meeting, he found that Yu Sheng suddenly changed his habit, from video calling to messaging. I asked for several times but I couldn't get it out. Finally, I just slammed the sideways and figured out what was going on from the director of the Education Department. Yu Sheng wondered a little bit about how he and the director of the education department established the next-generation friendship: "Why do you have friends with the director of the education department?"

"I help him water every day, and let him steal energy." Jin Linkun finally found a game that suits him, and he was very pleased: "The chickens he raised can still feed on my farm." Yu Sheng: "... "

There is even no way to judge who is behind the three.

Jin Linkun smiled and rubbed his head: "That's better?" Yu Sheng was distracted when he talked to him. When asked, he realized that it didn't seem to cough. Jin Linkun put his arms away, and the arm around his shoulders added a little more strength, and asked people to lean directly on his shoulders.

He deliberately checked the information. He lay down at night and coughed because his lungs were incompetent. As long as he sat up, he would have some relief. Yu Sheng is used to not taking his body seriously, and he hasn't rested well these days, and no one is staring at him. It is estimated that the medicine will be taken according to fate.

Jin Linkun bowed his head and took a light bite on his ear: "Don't feel uncomfortable? Tell me?" The shoulder was slightly stretched by the heat from the ear, Yu Sheng hides his head and makes two marks on the page , Did not take it seriously: "This is uncomfortable." The words fell, and the shirt on his body was lifted.

……broad daylight. Seeing Jin Linkun's hands looking upright, he probed into his clothes, and Yu Sheng subconsciously sat upright: "Don't make trouble--"

When the words were anxious, he couldn't suppress his cough again. Yu Sheng held the edge of the table, realizing that the hand protruding into his clothes was just covering him when he coughed. "That's it." Jin Linkun adjusted his strength and angle. "Does it still hurt?"

Yu Sheng froze, put down the pen and looked sideways. Jin Linkun was still looking for the right strength, holding him in one hand, changing the place seriously, and the warm enthusiasm in his palm permeated down. I stayed up late and rushed to the plane. I was so tired that I couldn't hide it, and I didn't mean to go to jet lag to sleep first.

Yu Sheng squeezed the pen in his hand, still unable to hold back, drew a watch on his arm.

...

Jin Linkun feels that he should give his boyfriend a lesson in this situation. Yu Sheng was still thinking about where the last second hand should be drawn. His lips were touched by a warm touch. When he turned his head subconsciously, he was kissed firmly.

Yu Sheng had a better cold and was afraid of infecting him. He withdrew his back: "Cold." Jin Linkun was a little lost: "Isn't it OK to just infect you?" "Wake up." Yu Sheng reminded him, " The path of pathogen transmission is in your high school."... Jin Linkun opened the new love guide just received from his good friend Liang Yifan, and crossed out the first one with regret,

There is a time difference of twelve hours in Manhattan. When I got off the plane, I ran back. After lying down for two days, he coughed so badly that Yu Sheng couldn't sleep, but he didn't plan to let this person stay up late with himself: "You go to sleep first, I'll go find you later." Jin Linkun didn't let go of his hand, and continued seriously Read the second article of the guide: "No, my world is only you, and I cannot sleep without you."

Yu Sheng felt that if he had not coughed, he might not be able to carry it, and he might be able to carry this person back directly and throw it on the bed to tie it up. By the way, put a piece of cloth in your mouth.

Jin Linkun turned his head for a long time and met his eyes. He couldn't help but laugh lightly, throwing away his phone and rubbing his boyfriend's head: "I'll be with you when you come back, don't bombard me." His voice was soft When he came down, he fell softly on his ear, and unconsciously put on some inexplicable low magnetism.

Yu Sheng's hand holding the pen stopped, and he simply put down his hand and got up. Jin Linkun looked up: "What are you doing?" "Accompany your boyfriend." Yu Sheng cleared his throat, "sleep."

Jin Linkun hadn't reacted yet and had been dragged back to the bedroom by Yu Sheng. Both of them have been washed, and Yu Sheng still has a clean and good smell. I don’t know if it is a shower gel. What is the difference between the ingredients? Jin Linkun lay down in a circle, cuddling the person into his arms with one hand, and walked him back gently.

Yu Sheng was uncomfortable when he lay down, and he still tried his best to press. When he touched him this way, he gave up his efforts. Jin Linkun was hit by his head against his chest before he had time to hug him, and the person in his arms had coughed up again.

"That's not possible..." Jin Linkun raised his shoulders and patted his back for him at once. "Please take a leave tomorrow?" Yu Sheng finally pressed his breath down: "There will be a sports meeting tomorrow." Jin Linkun said, "I Go for you?" Yu Sheng: "..."

Although the director of the Education Department and this person don’t know what kind of messy game has established a certain friendship, Yu Sheng still has good reason to believe that if the director finds that their class leader is Jin Linkun, he may lift the axe sculpture of their school. I split the sickle of the brother high school next door.

But Jin Linkun obviously felt that this was a very good solution, and even had a little heartbeat: "What time tomorrow?" "8:30." Yu Sheng rubbed his forehead, "Don't make trouble, I'll take another cough medicine--" Jin Linkun I'm very confident: "I will, I have this in high school."......Although the boyfriend's wishes were very active, Yu Sheng still did not give him the opportunity to trigger a new round of war between the two schools, and rejected Mr. Jin's Self-recommendation.

After flying for a long time, Jin Linkun was sure that he was really not a big deal. He rested for a while and hugged the person for a while, didn't hold onto his sleep. When he slept in the middle of the night, he faintly noticed that Yu Sheng sat up.

Jin Linkun opened his eyes keenly, groped and searched, and didn't wait to reach the familiar temperature, Yu Sheng's hand was already grasped. "It's okay." Yu Sheng sat on the head of the bed, one hand fell on his hair, "You sleep."

He has always been in good health. When he was in the summer camp, he had a fever during his senior year. After that, he didn't even have minor problems. This time it was a bit careless. I didn't take it seriously for a few weeks, and caught up with the seasonal flu. The problem is not a big deal. Coughing sore throat, can't sleep at night, and lectures during the day also followed dumb.

This time the distance between the two was a little far away. Yu Shengyi didn't let him worry, but he couldn't hide it. Jin Linkun's return was so sensational that Yu Sheng once felt that he was supposed to be locked up and **** with a potion to rest. As a result, this person had tossed for a long time, and turned out to accompany him to sleep.

Yu Sheng even wondered whether he had done anything that was particularly impressive when he passed out, and left Jin Linkun with a psychological shadow.

"Or cough?" Jin Linkun sat up with his arms: "Sit better? Lean on me and chat with you for a few days." Yu Sheng glanced out: "Deeper in the middle of the night--" Jin Linkun was good at it: "Let me Let’s chat with me for a while.”...The level of punishment that this person owes has been at its peak in all these years together.

Yu Sheng was really uncomfortable lying down. He was pulled and leaned on his body. His back was covered with warm body temperature. He couldn't hold back and coughed again. "..." Jin Linkun circled his shoulders: "Is it so real? It's all on TV that I hug you..." Yu Sheng couldn't hold back and laughed: "Much better." He went back Leaning on Jin Linkun's shoulders, pillowing the neck fossa, his short hair unwittingly rubbed twice.

After graduating, Yu Sheng rarely had such a particularly soft movement. Jin Linkun held the corner of his mouth and gathered his arms: "What are you talking about?" Yu Shenglai was not sleepy. He was wrapped around his chest and shoulders, but actually came up with a bit of lazy sleepiness, "You." Jin Linkun raised his eyebrows, side The head kissed his eyes: "What are you talking about?" Yu Sheng: "Which stocks did you choose this time?"

Jin Linkun: "..." The boyfriend did not choose the few.

Yu Sheng's intuition does not rely on any data to analyze the trend of the market. Every time Jin Linkun wants to go out, he will let Yu Sheng order to exclude half of the random choices, and then select the remaining ones. The effect will be very good. But no matter how you look at this method of selection, it is undoubtedly very beating.

Yu Sheng raised his eyebrows, looked at him for a while, and couldn’t help but laugh first: “Forget it, it’s useful.” “Useful.” Jin Linkun is really sure of this, “I’m especially accurate. The trap that came out..." Yu Sheng occasionally helped him occasionally, but he also understood those extraordinarily profound financial vocabulary. After listening to it for a while, sleepiness still came up unconsciously.

Jin Linkun spoke lightly, and told him patiently, saying that half of the time, the hand around him was suddenly held up by Yu Sheng. Yu Sheng's hand is slightly warmer than usual. Jin Linkun frowned, before touching his forehead. The person in his arms already said: "Brother, I'm not comfortable." Jin Linkun froze.

...It seems not so difficult to say. Yu Sheng leaned against his neck, raised the corner of his mouth, relaxed completely, and closed his eyes: "Want to sleep, you hug for a while."

-

Liang Yifan is a bad old man.

"It's all done on TV!" Liang Yifan was also a little flustered: "Brother Sheng is not getting better? Is it more serious? How is it now?"

Jin Linkun took Yu Sheng's temperature, fed water and medicine, and leaned on the head of the bed with a coughing person: "It doesn't matter, low fever." It's just a little low fever. It is estimated that it is completely relaxed and the body's function is self-recovery. Liang Yifan looked at the video in the video cautiously: "Why do you use this martyrdom posture?" Jin Linkun: "..."

User DXZKA hung up the video.

In Liang Yifan's impression, his WeChat name before the video is still "homesick and objects." The string of letters in front of me was a bit familiar, Liang Yifan was recalling where he had seen it, and the user DXZKA sent him a new message: Yu Sheng was uncomfortable.

Liang Yifan even doubted for a moment what the previous video was for: I know! Kun, what about Brother Sheng, is it uncomfortable? The other side was probably typing with one hand. After a while, the news jumped out again.

DXZKA: Not great. DXZKA: Just tell you. DXZKA: My subject is uncomfortable, and now I know that I told me. Liang Yifan: ...Liang Yifan: Ah.

Liang Yifan faced the mobile phone and fell into the 697th deep contemplation. Jin Linkun couldn't help but change a new WeChat name and put down his phone. Yu Sheng didn't sleep well and moved to open his eyes. He raised his hand in time and blocked it in front of him: "It's alright, go to sleep."

The warm light of the bedside lamp dimmed again, and Jin Linkun waited for the eyelashes under his palm to settle again, and lightly moved the quilt upward.

-

Early the next morning, Yu Sheng did not get up.

"Listen to me, take care of the day, everything will be fine." Jin Linkun brought the breakfast to the bed and rubbed his slightly sweaty hair: "The sports meeting is not well controlled, I will help you look at it, what's the matter? Ask you if you don’t know."

If the day of class is ordinary, Jin Linkun really hasn't grasped helping the teacher to do a lesson. However, in accordance with the speeches, speeches, and speech flow at the opening ceremony of the Third Middle School Games, the requirements for teacher supervision are infinitely close to zero. Some class teachers simply didn't go away on the first day, so that this group of usually suffocated bunnies can enjoy a short time of freedom. Not to mention that Lao He and the director are still there.

Yu Sheng sat with his arms for a while, it seemed that there was something else to say, but Jin Linkun slowed down and pressed back on the bed.

Jin Linkun was very motivated by this task. He settled his family well, and did not drive out. He dashed smoothly into the third from the back wall. Just after landing from the back wall, I heard a particularly harsh voice: "Living! Which class parent, who is the class teacher?!"

...

Lao He came to lead the people again. While leading Jin Linkun back, he sighed: "I dare not retire... Why don't you report to the director of the Education Department?"

Jin Linkun did not expect that the third school is now so strict in discipline and discipline. He coughed a little and politely apologized: "It has caused you trouble." "It is not troublesome." Lao He smiled and waved his hand, "How about you two?"

Yu Sheng was watching in front of him. It seems that Puyu was polished a little bit to make it clear and transparent. At first, the worrisome kid who had been worrying had grown a little bit into a particularly good look that was worthy of everyone's pride. Now it seems that another rabbit who deceived his students is no doubt the same. "Very good." Jin Linkun smiled and nodded. "It will get better and better." Lao He raised his eyebrows to meet his particularly clear and determined gaze, and nodded with a smile: "OK, go."

Jin Linkun is very familiar with the topography of the third senior school. The new school building has not changed much. After asking the road several times, he confirmed the location of the stadium. Going to the edge of Hong Jiao's runway, I just received a message from Yu Sheng. There is an underground supermarket next to the playground. They want to buy a box of lollipops for their students.

"Just on the side, very close." Jin Linkun looked at the signboard of the supermarket and uttered to him: "Is it still coughing, is it uncomfortable?" "Much better." Yu Sheng's voice was much better than last night, Cleared his throat twice, "And--"

Jin Linkun waited for a while and was a little curious: "What else?" "It's okay." Yu Sheng turned around, "Brother."

When my boyfriend grows up, he doesn't have much service to call his brother. Last night was a special case. Jin Linkun didn't expect to hear it a second time so quickly: "What's wrong?"

"You see this WeChat name." Yu Sheng was very serious: "It doesn't look like a nine-level number that popped up overnight during the summer camp." Jin Linkun: "..."

It's been five or six years. The forums of the summer camp have been suspended and disbanded. When he named the WeChat name, he just played a dozen, and forgot his previous things. Classmate Liang Yifan just felt familiar, and turned around for a night, but couldn't remember where he had seen it. Good memory is really troublesome.

Yu Sheng pulled back a round and was in a good mood. He told him to remember to go home for dinner and hung up. ... Jin Linkun stayed in place for a while, shook his head, and smiled first.

-

Followed by going to the supermarket to buy lollipops, Jin Linkun entered the stadium, and the team in the audience was preparing for the lineup. I heard that teacher Yu took a leave, and the students in their class from Hu Sheng came to hula to gather around. No one wanted to eat sugar. They were all worried.

I can see that the group of students are very close to Yu Sheng. Jin Linkun patiently ensured that they did not have a high fever and did not cough until she fell apart. That is, they took a day off at home to recuperate: "I am his friend, help him see Look at you, you can call me Teacher Jin."

Having said that, the next day we participated in the teacher-student mixed project competition, and the Sports Committee couldn't help worrying: "Can the teacher compare? If not, just rest, the body is important..." Jin Linkun felt that he was selling himself deeper and deeper: "It doesn't matter, I'll help him compare." The life committee member was also very worried: "Can the teacher take us to rent a house for us to cook for us?" Jin Linkun: "..."

Limited strength. Jin Linkun finally figured out what was going on when the unconscious little **** froze back at that time, pressed his forehead, and smiled kindly at the girl of the life committee: "I'll go back to help him recover, I think I can."

A group of students asked me a word for a long time, finally letting go of their hearts and reluctantly passing the team.

"Mr. Jin." The representative of the Chinese class in their class looked at Jin Linkun curiously for a while, and then quietly passed the comparison for a long time, "Is it... Are you a person above this?"

Teacher Jin looked at the reprinted photo on the phone, and raised his eyebrows slightly.

He himself has forgotten this picture. I didn't know how to deal with the picture. I actually dropped the messy person in the photo, and even carefully repaired it so that there was no trace, so he left him alone.

If you remember correctly, take this photo when you were in high school. In front of the teaching building, he was with a group of classmates, smiling heartlessly. I still don't know what will happen in the future, who will have.

Jin Linkun handed him the phone back: "How do you see this?" The representative of the Chinese class touched his head: "This is always on the teacher's desk."

They looked at the photos and thought that the teacher had taught the seniors. They took photos one by one of the graduation pictures of previous years, only to find that they did not seem to be students taught by the teacher, but were classmates of the same level. Just side by side with their teacher. They have been secretly gossiping for a long time in their class. When they saw Jin Linkun today, they immediately felt that they were not familiar.

"Are you a good friend of the teacher?" The representative of the Chinese class held his glasses, looked at him quietly, and lowered his voice: "There is something that other people don't know, we think we can secretly tell you..."

Just before the sports meeting, the class committee went to work in the office and the head teacher took care of the meals. A group of people posted the big words in the queue, it was too boring, and they simply got together and played the truth. Just ask Yu Sheng.

Language class representative: "It's a very broad question, and ask the longest goal in the rest of your life."

For a group of 17- or 18-year-old children, the rest of their lives are still very long, this kind of problem is really not interesting. But the wording is very special. They couldn't help but coax for a long time, wanting to know what goals and wishes the teacher Yu Sheng has for the rest of his life.

The representative of the Chinese class also said this for the first time. His face didn't hold back a little red. He raised his hand and scratched his ear. Then he handed the photo again to him.

"The teacher said... Let some people be so happy all the time."