After returning to his room on the second floor, Wuyou breathed a sigh of relief.
Finally got away from that little fat girl!
When he touched his forehead, his hands were covered with sweat.
Oh my god, what's wrong with him? Did Xiaolu's cold get infected to him? Is that why he's so dizzy?
Oh, by the way, Xiao Lu! Xiao Lu will be back later, maybe he should ask her for some cold medicine.
But when he thought about how he would inevitably meet the chubby girl again after going out, he thought about it and let it go.
He should be fine if he sits down and rests for a while.
Again, he should be focused on studying hard now!
However, the plan is good, but the execution is difficult.
I stared at the textbook for more than half an hour, but I didn't read a single word.
"Damn it!" He cursed angrily, but he didn't know who he was angry with.
I simply threw away the book, turned on the computer, and started playing games.
But maybe I was absent-minded and didn’t play the game well. I could usually finish the game in one go, but today I game over in just a few plays.
Looking at himself spitting out blood and dying on the screen, Wuyou dropped the mouse in frustration.
Damn it! Damn it! Damn it!
He cursed a series of times, but he didn't know who he was cursing. In short, he was fed up!
The game ended and an advertisement popped up on the screen, and he clicked on it by accident.
He is already a senior in high school, so he will naturally understand certain things that need to be understood. In school, boys often hide in the toilet to discuss secretly, and a certain otaku goddess from a certain island country has released a new movie.
The advertising page jumps to another website, where an action movie from a certain island country is displayed in a prominent position.
He is so old, this kind of thing is naturally familiar to him. Before, it was just out of curiosity and pure appreciation, but today...
Damn it! When he looked at the enchanting girl on the screen, what he was thinking about was another figure, short, fat, and round...
Hearing the heroine's high-pitched scream, what he remembered was another timid and weak voice.
Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!
He uttered several more curse words, cursed as he walked, and rushed into the bathroom attached to the room.
Looking in the mirror, he saw his imploring and dissatisfied face, his face was red, his ears and neck were also red, and his body was frighteningly hot.
Oh my God! How could he have such a shameful reaction?
Of course, he is already so old, and it is normal for him to have physiological reactions. If he does not have any, he should be worried. But the problem is that the person he just imagined in his mind should not be Zhen Xiaoyuan!
Ahhhhhh! Zhen Xiaoyuan! Little fat girl! Tufeiyuan!
Why? Why is this happening? His classmates have secretly said that the objects of their fantasies are the heroines in those movies, or they are some popular idol stars, or the cover girls in Playboy magazine, etc.
He is the school beauty and the class beauty, but he...he...
No! This must be his illusion!
He has been under too much pressure from studying recently, which has led to insanity!
It’s impossible for him to do anything to that little chubby girl! Impossible! Absolutely impossible!
"Brother..." Xiao Lu's voice suddenly came.
"Oh! my god!" He was so frightened that he almost fell down.
He quickly flushed the toilet, quickly tidied himself up, and ran out in three steps at a time, "Here we come!"
He was glad that he had locked the door just now, otherwise things would have been very serious!
"Ahem... Xiaolu, you're back. How are you? Are you feeling better about your cold?" He tried to stay calm.
Xiaolu pouted and complained, "Why are you so slow to open the door? My hands are sore!"
"Haha..." He twitched the corner of his mouth and lied, "I was listening to my hearing just now. I wore earplugs, so I didn't hear it."
"Mom is making ginger soup to prevent colds. She asked me to tell you not to sleep yet. You and Sister Xiaoyuan will have a bowl of it later to avoid being infected by me."
Hearing someone's name, Wuyou couldn't help but feel guilty.
"Xiao Lu, brother wants to read a book. Can you help me bring the ginger soup later?" He didn't want to go downstairs to see someone.
"I'm a patient!" Xiao Lu raised his left hand, with the tape left behind from the injection still attached to the back of his hand.
Although the pain was gone, she still couldn't help but act coquettishly.
Wuyou couldn't help but laugh, "But I'm your brother! He's going to take an exam and is very busy. As a sister, isn't it right for you to take care of him?"
"Big lazy idiot!" Xiao Lu said contemptuously, but it was obvious that he had already agreed.
"Thank you, Xiaolu." He ruffled his sister's hair.
"You're welcome, who made me your sister?" Xiaolu raised her chin proudly, but her tone suddenly changed, "But what if I accidentally get burned? I don't want to go to the hospital again!"
Wuyou knew that she was deliberately taking advantage of Qiao, so he had to follow the temptation and said, "Brother will buy you something delicious tomorrow!"
"Hmph! There's no sincerity! Sister Xiao Yuan said that she will cook porridge for me personally tomorrow! Sister Xiao Yuan's cooking is a hundred times better than the ones bought from outside!"
Here we go again! Madoka again!
Wuyou had a headache, why couldn't he get rid of that guy?
Seeing his frown, Xiao Lu stopped fussing, "Okay, okay, I'll bring it over for you."
My brother looks very distressed. Is the college entrance examination really that difficult?
Wuyou wailed silently, this is much more difficult than the college entrance examination!
***
He didn't sleep well all night, and the next morning, Wuyou went downstairs with two big dark circles under his eyes.
Although he really didn't want to see the culprit who caused him insomnia, he had to go downstairs when he had to go to school.
Xiao Lu asked for sick leave, so she went to bed later and didn't get up yet.
"Good morning, dad, good morning, mom...Good morning, Xiao Yuan..." He said the last four words very vaguely and passed them by in one sentence.
"Son, what's wrong with you? You look a little haggard!" Qi Yu asked doubtfully.
Wu Yinan also noticed it and reached out to touch his forehead, "Don't you think you have a cold too?"
"Ahem... maybe a little bit..." He could only say this, because the real reason was too difficult to explain.
Qi Yu frowned slightly and asked suspiciously, "What happened? Didn't everyone drink ginger soup last night? But why are Wuyou and Xiao Yuan still infected?"
"That's right..." Wu Yinan was also puzzled.
"I, I'm fine." Xiao Yuan said quickly out of fear that everyone would be worried, but the bloodshot eyes and red nose made her words very untrustworthy.
As soon as she spoke, Wuyou noticed a problem. Her voice was hoarse, as if she had been crying for a long time.