Take It Easy

Zhou Yi's body suddenly went limp, and he fell down.

The next day, Zhou Yi went downstairs half an hour earlier than usual.

Tang Yuanzhou's first reaction when he saw her fully dressed was that he had misread the time, and after confirming it again and again, he asked puzzledly, "You don't have an exam today, why are you leaving so early?"

Zhou Yi pushed her schoolbag to the back, squatted at the door and tied her shoelaces, "I'll go to school by myself from now on."

Tang Yuanzhou felt that Zhou Yi's words didn't make sense when he first heard it. After thinking about it for a few seconds, he subconsciously asked, "Will Mu Qinglin see you off?"

His subject was Mu Qinglin, and it sounded like Mu Qinglin didn't want to continue sending it off.

Realizing this, Zhou Yi frowned, and couldn't hold back the unnecessary words, "It has nothing to do with her, I didn't let her send it."

"Why?" Tang Yuanzhou asked.

Zhou Yi straightened her body, hooked the schoolbag that accidentally slipped down and hung on her arm, and hooked it to her shoulder.

After saying this, Zhou Yi opened the door and left without looking back.

Tang Yuanzhou stood there and frowned.

Yang Ling came out and saw it, put her arms around his arm and asked, "What are you thinking? You have such an ugly expression."

Tang Yuanzhou couldn't tell, "Xiao Jiu seems to be having trouble with Mu Qinglin."

"Impossible." Yang Ling was surprised, "During this period of contact, I feel that Mu Qinglin should have the kind of character to solve things when there are problems, and the tug-of-war of being awkward is not like her style."

Tang Yuanzhou said "hmm", "I guess I was thinking too much."

Mu Qinglin, one of the much-anticipated protagonists, is waiting by the side of the road where Zhou Yi is picked up every day.

Early this morning, she woke up as usual, leaning on the bedside to browse news apps.

Seeing that the time was almost up, he wanted to send a WeChat message to wake Zhou Yi up, but suddenly stopped when he clicked on the dialog box.

Zhou Yi has already refused to let her send it away.

This result was already a sign when Zhou Yi chose to call her sister, but she still felt sudden when she really heard her say it, as if she stepped on the air while walking, and the discomfort instantly filled her chest , finally stood firm, and the sorrow and pain crept up again.

It was a wave that cannot be controlled by manpower. It seemed slow, but it was actually turbulent. She couldn't resist it, and couldn't avoid it.

She knew exactly what that feeling meant, but she didn't keep it at that time, and she can't regret it now. She just put down her phone, washed up and went out calmly, and then drove all the way here, changing to a hidden place and waiting, wanting to see Hardworking and her Has Zhou Yi, who has drawn the line, returned to his previous sloppy and prickly appearance?

If so, she should be thankful that some of the throbbing didn't turn into the scar that Zhou Yi would always mention covering her chest in the future, if not...

If not, there is really nothing she can do now.

Mu Qinglin pressed **** the lid of the candy box and held it tightly in her palm.

Xiao Jiu, you have to be more aggressive, at least better than me.

…

Soon, Zhou Yi appeared at the entrance of the alley with her school uniform open.

Because it was the first time to take the bus, she was not sure where she was going. She stood at the intersection and looked around for a while, then walked to the opposite direction to Mu Qinglin. The bus stopped, and then waited for everyone to board before slowly getting on the bus, swiping their cards, and sat in the only vacant seat in the last row.

The rear exhaust increased the vibration of the vehicle, and after a while, Zhou Yi began to feel sick in his stomach.

She had just taken the capsules, and the smell of traditional Chinese medicine flowed up her throat one after another.

She hugged her schoolbag in front of her body and pressed her stomach firmly, trying to relieve the discomfort of rolling in her body, but in the end she couldn't make up for the gas pedal of the irritable old driver.

Finally getting out of the car, Zhou Yi squatted on the side of the road and vomited it out.

Mu Zhenghuai was going to another research institute he was cooperating with for a meeting today, and he left early, so Mu Zipei had to get up early if he wanted to take his car.

When she got out of the car and saw Zhou Yi squatting on the side of the road, she hurried over and asked, "Xiao Jiu, what's wrong with you?"

There was no blood on Zhou Yi's face, and there was a layer of water in her eyes that was forced out by discomfort. When she heard the voice and raised her head, Mu Zipei was startled by the astonishing redness in her eyes.

"Xiao Jiu, you..."

"Motion sickness..."

Zhou Yi stood up, told the sanitation worker not far away about the situation, asked him to help wash away the vomit on the side of the road, and then entered the school gate with a pale face.

Mu Zipei dared not speak to Zhou Yi the whole time.

She always felt that Zhou Yi was in a bad mood.

Before entering the classroom, she suddenly thought of Mu Qinglin, and Mu Zipei quickly sent her a WeChat message: [Sister, didn't you send Xiaojiu off today? She was motion sick and vomited! 】

Just as Mu Qinglin came out of the restaurant, she saw Mu Zipei's message and stood at the door for a long time before replying to her: [Take care of yourself]

Mu Zipei: [Sure, I'm planning to go to the canteen to buy hot milk for Xiaojiu...]

Mu Qinglin: [hmm]

"It's over?" Mu Zipei somehow felt that her sister was a little cold today.

She frowned for a while, then turned and ran to the commissary.

When he came back to the classroom, Zhou Yi had already fallen asleep on the table.

Mu Zipei didn't call her, but asked Xu Chi and his deskmate to move the table back, quietly sit in, and take a look at Zhou Yi while writing the paper.

When the class bell rang, Zhu Li walked into the classroom with the lesson plan in his arms.

Seeing that Zhou Yi was indifferent to his appearance, Zhu Li patted the blackboard and said loudly, "I'm still asleep, class is on."

Mu Zipei was anxious to cover Zhou Yi's head with the test paper, and said in a low voice, "Teacher, Xiao Jiu is not feeling well."

Zhu Li was taken aback for a moment, then walked down quickly and asked, "What's wrong?"

"I threw up..." Mu Zipei said, "The face is as white as chalk dust, which is very scary."

"Go to the infirmary and have a look. The second joint exam is about to take place. Don't lose the chain at this time. If you fail the exam and your mentality collapses, the follow-up impact will be great."

"It's okay, you don't need to go." Zhou Yi pushed aside the test paper that was buckled on his head, sat up and said.

Zhu Li was worried, "Your complexion is too bad."

Zhou Yi rubbed his face vigorously, and managed to get some uneven red spots, "Motion sickness, it's not a big problem."

"real?"

"Sure, I'm so hypocritical, if it's really impossible, can I still sit here peacefully?"

"Yeah!" Mu Zipei echoed from the side.

For a moment, Zhu Li didn't know whether he was affirming that her tablemate was hypocritical, or saying that her tablemate was fine.

After hesitating for a while, Zhu Li reminded him, "Don't report at any time" and went back to class.

Zhou Yi listened very carefully.

It was also from this day that she was stuck on the seat, except for eating and going to the toilet, she was doing questions all the time.

In the mock exam not long after, Zhou Yi was only 0.5 points behind the first place.

In the second entrance exam that followed, she ranked first in the eight schools.

On the day when the results came out, Zhou Yi leaned on the chair in a daze for a long time.

The hard work finally paid off, and she should have been happy, but she felt empty in her heart and didn't know what to do next.

She is actually quite boring. She was willing to study hard in the past because she didn't want her parents to be far away and worry about herself. Now she is holding her breath.

At this moment, the breath dissipated, and suddenly I couldn't see the direction.

At the age of 19, she has not thought about the future, everything is Mu Qinglin pushing her forward.

Now, this person is hidden by her.

"Xiao Jiu Xiao Jiu!" Mu Zipei came back from receiving the compliment from the math teacher, ran to Zhou Yi excitedly and said, "To celebrate your first place in the exam, I invite you to the canteen!"

Zhou Yi came back to his senses, twirling the pen nimbly on his fingers, "What to eat and what to buy?"

"Of course!" Mu Zipei patted her chest and assured, "The red envelope my sister just sent out can buy half of the canteen!"

"Crack!" Zhou Yi's pen fell on the table, but she didn't pick it up. Looking down at the bold "1" on the grade strip, she calmly asked, "Why did your sister send you such a big red envelope?" ?”

Mu Zipei, "Congratulations, I got into the top five, milestone progress!"

"Oh..." Sure enough, it has nothing to do with her, what are you thinking.

Zhou Yi pursed her lips, and said to Mu Qinglin, she needs to improve her resistance a little bit, otherwise she will always be "suspicious".

"Let's go, I invite you." Zhou Yi stood up and said, "I will be nailed to the first place in the future. It's not a rare thing, and there is no need to celebrate, but this may be the only time you top five in the exam."

"At the same table—" Mu Zipei was sad, seeing Zhou Yi's face suddenly pale, and shouted, "Xiao Jiu, what's wrong with you?!"

Zhou Yi propped his hands on the table, closed his eyes tightly, lowered his head and said, "It's getting violent, I'm a little dizzy."

"Then sit down quickly!" Mu Zipei hurried over to help Zhou Yi.

As soon as his hand touched it, Zhou Yi's body suddenly softened, and he fell down.

—

In the infirmary, Mu Zipei, who drove Wang Yang and Xu Chi back to class, waited outside fidgeting alone.

Seeing someone coming out, she immediately ran over and asked, "Ms. Gu, what's wrong with my deskmate?"

"Ask me?" Teacher Gu walked to the table and sat down, and said angrily, "It's hard..."

Mu Zipei was very confused, "How can I endure it?"

Teacher Gu, "Sit still and study hard every day..."

"Impossible, my tablemate is a gifted type, oh, go ahead."

Teacher Gu took the disposable infusion tube from the cabinet and said as he walked in: "At this stage, I have a lot of psychological pressure, and I don't know how to combine work and rest. If you can faint in the classroom today, you can faint in the examination room tomorrow. Just you The physical fitness of the table, hey, come here." Teacher Gu looked back at Mu Zipei who was pulling the curtain nervously and said.

Mu Zipei hurried to the bed.

Zhou Yi lay motionless on it, her brows were furrowed, her lips were blue, and she looked very uncomfortable.

"Turn her hand over and press her." Teacher Gu said.

Mu Zipei followed suit with red eyes.

Teacher Gu came over with the infusion stand, tied Zhou Yi's wrist with a cuff, and patted the back of her hand a few times.

Mu Zipei obviously felt that Zhou Yi was in pain so much that she wanted to hide, she hurriedly held it down, and saw Teacher Gu sterilize the back of Zhou Yi's hand with a cotton swab, and inserted a sharp needle along the blood vessel for a long length.

After the needle was inserted, Teacher Gu turned to Mu Zipei and said, "Go back to class, and I will watch over here."

Mu Zipei hesitated, "I asked for leave."

"The college entrance examination is about to take place. Why don't you ask for leave? Hurry up and go back, your deskmate won't be able to finish the needles in a while."

"But…"

"But again, I call you Teacher Zhu."

"No, no, no, I'll go right away."

Mu Zipei walked out step by step, turned back three times, and hurriedly turned back after leaving the door and asked: "Can I ask someone to accompany me? People outside."

Teacher Gu, "If anyone can come in, he can accompany him."

Mu Zipei, "Yes, thank you Teacher Gu."

Mu Zipei called Mu Qinglin without stopping.

She happened to be in the middle school today.

The special documentary on the mental health of elementary and middle school students that has been planning before has officially started shooting. In order to further downplay the negative impact of the Yao Xiaoqi incident on the school, the principal hopes that she will put the first issue in the attached middle school.

Today is the first time I came here to shoot.

After receiving a call from Mu Zipei, Mu Qinglin said without hesitation: "You go back to the classroom, I'll be there right away."

After hanging up the phone, Mu Qinglin said to Xiao Liu in a deep voice: "I have something urgent to deal with here. You take our people to apologize to the school first. I will contact the station right away and send someone over to help me."

Xiao Liu was anxious, "You made this documentary all by yourself. Didn't the temporary replacement take all the credit?"

"The purpose of our doing this is its own meaning, not who gets much credit."

"But someone who came here on a temporary basis, who knows how to shoot better than you? So what if you mess up? This is the first issue, how many people are watching!"

"Don't worry, I won't be able to smash it in the later stage."

"Miss Mu!"

Mu Qinglin didn't say much, and after communicating with Taili, he immediately turned around and went to the infirmary.

The distance was not very long, and Mu Qinglin, who thought she hadn't put down her physical fitness for running the news, still had chest pains and a burning throat. She walked quickly to Dr. Gu's side, and asked her, breathing heavily, "How is Zhou Yi?"

Dr. Gu looked up, "Who are you?"

Not a classmate.

Not relatives.

Not to mention any other apparent intimacy.

…

"Friend..." Mu Qinglin said.

Doctor Gu's expression was serious, "Be more careful in the future, I think her foundation is mediocre, don't ruin your body for the college entrance examination."

"She has been taking traditional Chinese medicine for conditioning."

"Then you have to pay more attention, otherwise the consumption will not keep up with the replenishment, and it will be a waste of effort."

"Okay, I see, thank you."

"You're welcome..." Dr. Gu pointed sideways and said, "She's inside, you go in."

Mu Qinglin exhaled the stale air that was pent up in his chest, and strode in.

Zhou Yi was lying flat, his eyelashes trembling slightly the moment Mu Qinglin came in.

Mu Qinglin saw a very small reaction.

She didn't speak, but walked over step by step, sat on the chair by the bed and watched her pretend.

Silence pulled the silence.

The silence disturbed Zhou Yi's breathing.

She turned over, turned her back to Mu Qinglin and said, "Why are you here?"

Mu Qinglin looked at her motionlessly, and after a while, answered irrelevantly: "Zhou Yi, don't make fun of yourself and the people around you at any time."

Zhou Yi heard Mu Qinglin speak in such a cool voice for the first time, and the remaining discomfort in his body suddenly became choppy, "I didn't..."

"Then what's the matter with you lying here now?" Mu Qinglin's accelerated speech was very oppressive, "Two meals of medicine a day, going to the hospital on time, don't eat greasy food, don't touch raw or cold, I can't think of it. What made you worse than before."

Zhou Yi couldn't tell Mu Qinglin how many hours he slept every day, let alone how confused he would be if he held his breath for too long.

She must ask why, and she must not be able to tell the reason, so she can only repeat stubbornly, "I didn't..."

Her voice was very weak, and her half-exposed side face was as white as paper, even the sunshine in April could bring out a layer of coolness.

The coolness pierced Mu Qinglin's eyes, and she clenched her hands tightly as if waking up from a dream.

what to do with her.

Obviously, she was in a hurry.

Why did she become like this, she should be able to think of the reason with a little use of her brain.

…

Mu Qinglin swallowed slowly, and asked her, "Is it still uncomfortable?"

Zhou Yi didn't feel that bad at first, but when she heard Mu Qinglin's light and short question, her heart was filled with soreness in an instant, she moved her lips, her voice was hoarse and unpleasant, "It's okay..."

Mu Qinglin, "Sleep for a while, I'll stay here with you."

Zhou Yi told himself loudly in his heart to quickly refuse.

She has successfully withdrawn a big step, and now there are only a few details that need to be corrected, and I believe it will not take long to smooth everything out.

But, why refuse?

She spent the first sixteen or seventeen years waiting for someone, which didn't fit the word "rejection". Afterwards, she spent a day in Red Gate Alley in a daze, and no one gave her a chance to refuse something.

After all, she refused to expose the fact that she liked Mu Qinglin. In the end, didn't she successfully get herself into the infirmary?

Reject again...

She has to have that ability.

Zhou Yi gritted her teeth, trying hard to speak harsh words.

Sweeping across the unfamiliar solemnity between Mu Qinglin's brows and eyes, Zhou Yi's already unstable consciousness instantly cracked a gap. She opened her mouth and called out, "Sister..."

"Hmm..." Mu Qing responded immediately.

Zhou Yi, "I'm not kidding myself, I just want to do better in the exam."

As for why I want to pass the exam, I can't tell you.

Once some words are spoken, not only will they cause trouble for you, but the high walls I have just erected will also collapse.

Coincidentally, you shouldn't ask.