Chapter 262 Who sent the spicy strips?
Back to the classroom.
Evening self-study has not started yet, the class is bustling, and many students are still talking about the recent football game.
The Internet and mobile phones were not well developed these days, so the new things we could come into contact with were limited, and even the smallest things could cause a lot of excitement in the class for a long time.
This is probably the most united we have been since we met. We thought we would only be together for one semester at most and then go our separate ways next semester, but we didn't expect to get so excited because of a class football game.
Most of the students in the class went to watch the game today. Of course there were still some students who didn’t. But after listening to everyone’s explanation of the whole story, I couldn’t help but feel a little regretful. I would have gone to watch it earlier if I had known it was so exciting.
Fang Wei limped in from the back door of the classroom and walked back to his seat in a low-key manner, but many classmates still noticed him and turned their heads to look at him, asking with concern:
"Brother Wei, how are you, are you okay?"
"Is the squad leader okay?"
"fine!"
Fang Wei smiled, pulled out the chair, straightened his right leg, sat down on his left side, and then put his right leg, which hurt when touched, back under the table.
My desk mate Liu Bo also went to watch the game today. This was quite incredible for him. He had gone back to the dormitory early to wash up and eat in the cafeteria. After dinner, he was going to go to the classroom to read. When he passed by the stadium and saw his class's game, he took a quick look. He didn't expect to see the end of the game. It was rare that he had emotional fluctuations because of the class game full of youth and passion. For the first time, he felt that he was living in a collective.
Seeing Fang Wei sitting down beside him, Bo Ge pushed his glasses and looked down at his leg which was covered with medicinal wine and bandaged. He asked in a rather stiff and unaccustomed way, "Are you okay?"
"It's okay, it's just a common sprain. It will be fine after a few days of rest."
"Ah."
Liu Bo nodded and continued reading.
Zhao Yueting at the front table also heard Fang Wei's words. She didn't waste any more questions, but lowered her head curiously to look at Fang Wei's pig-trotter-like ankles, then gently touched his feet with her foot.
As if he had been electrocuted, Fang Wei suddenly retracted his foot, not because he was hurt, but just protecting his injured leg reflexively.
"What are you doing? Are you making things worse for me?"
"Look at how you're hurt. Where are you hurt?"
"The ligament of the joint is strained."
"I have Yunnan Baiyao, would you like some?"
"Not now. I just got some medicinal wine from the infirmary. It seems to be quite useful."
Thinking of something, Fang Wei smiled and said to Zhao Yueting: "Thank you, Mr. Zhao, for helping me out just now!"
He could see clearly that when the students from Class 14 were about to leave the court, it was Zhao Yueting who ran over first and stopped them.
Having known Zhao Yueting for such a long time, it was the first time that Fang Wei truly experienced her image of "executing justice". The team was full of tall boys, and he didn't know where a little girl like her, who was a head shorter than the others, got the courage to stand up without hesitation.
"Tsk~ My dad is a policeman, why should I be afraid of them? Besides, they were the ones who were wrong in the first place, breaking the rules and refusing to apologize after making mistakes. I hate these people the most!"
"Yes, yes, that's what Mr. Zhao said~"
"Haha, but today, thanks to you, I won so handsomely. Especially when I saw their gloomy faces, it was so refreshing to see them!"
"Hey, don't say anything that's detrimental to unity. This is all thanks to everyone, thanks to the encouragement of your cheerleading team."
"Why don't you just join the government? You're the only one who speaks official language!"
Fang Wei still likes the girl's cheerful personality. In terms of personality, Zhao Yueting is somewhat similar to Cai Ling, but also different.
It's probably the difference between a 'policewoman' and a 'female knight'. Even if they have the same enthusiasm, if it were placed in a novel with an ancient background, the female knight Cai Ling might rob the rich to help the poor, and Zhao Yueting might even hunt her down.
The bell rang for class, and Fang Wei took the books, homework and papers he would need for today's evening self-study, stood up from his seat, and limped to the podium to "sit in class".
The class was still noisy, but when Fang Wei walked up to the podium, everyone quieted down at the same time.
Perhaps because of his 'funny and pathetic' actions, after a short silence, the class burst into laughter again.
"I'm sorry, squad leader. I didn't mean to laugh, but can't you please...hahaha!"
"Stop making noise! Be quiet! Be careful or I'll put my foot in your mouth!"
Fang Wei wanted to laugh even with a stern face. Compared with everyone's concern, he was more accustomed to such jokes and laughter. The so-called group of bad friends were probably just like this.
Think of Shi Tiesheng's famous quote: 'After my legs became paralyzed, my family members were very reluctant to mention my legs. Only Yu Hua took me to play football and asked me to be the goalkeeper. He didn't treat me as a disabled person, nor as a human being.'
Suddenly I felt that state of mind!
……
The role of class monitor has never been popular in the class. Students either think that the class monitor is the teacher's "running dog" or that the class monitor is domineering, pretentious, and likes to show off.
It is extremely rare to find a class monitor like Fang Wei who gets along well with classmates, and it is rare for him to be successful.
Zhao Yueting has always been a class monitor since she started school, but this time it was Fang Wei who was the class monitor. She was very convinced and gradually discovered the difference between Fang Wei and her when he was the class monitor. No wonder Fang Wei's Class 2 in junior high school was so united. In addition to his teacher, he as the class monitor must be indispensable.
Being a bridge of communication between teachers and students is easy to say, but to really please both teachers and classmates like Fang Wei is not something that most people can do.
There were three evening self-study classes, and Fang stayed on the podium to study because of his inconvenient legs. When he returned to his seat after class, he found a lot of things scattered on the table.
There are small bottles of Huoluo oil, safflower oil, Yunnan Baiyao plasters, disinfectant alcohol, painkillers... and cold medicine, spicy strips, pork jerky, shrimp strips... What the hell are these! Can you send me something useful for my condition?
Although there were all kinds of things that could be used and not, they were at least gifts from others. Fang Wei didn't notice who secretly put them on his desk, so he asked Zhao Yueting again.
"This Yunnan Baiyao... is it from you?"
"Yes, I'll take it back and paste it for you!"
The last self-study class is usually the time for Zhao Yueting to secretly listen to lectures and read novels. She puts the MP3 and novels in her schoolbag.
"Thank you. Then who sent these?"
"Ha ha……"
Zhao Yueting sneered and teased, "You are so popular with girls. Some of them were left here by girls from our class who passed by quietly, and some were left here by girls from other classes who heard that you were injured playing basketball and secretly asked someone to bring them in and put them on your desk. Oh, it's not Xu Cailing and Liu Zhiyi! There are so many of them, and I don't know any of them."
Fang Wei: “…”
Could it be that the rumor that he doesn't accept love letters has spread, and now he's sending medicine instead of love letters?
Fang Wei picked up the medicine such as Huoluo Oil and took a look at it. There was a pink sticky note on the bottle with words like "Get well soon (*￣︶￣)" written on it.
There was no name or surname, not even any grade or class number, but the handwriting was in a language he didn't recognize.
It’s true that high school students these days are so innocent!
Fang was so touched that he wanted to refuse, but he didn't know how to return the things to the owner, so he had to accept them all with a thick face.
"Why do I feel like you're going to be stabbed to death in the future?" Zhao Yueting picked up a sticky note and took a look at it, marveling in amazement.
“…Don’t talk nonsense.”
"Let's go, bye! Liu Zhiyi is waiting for you outside."
Zhao Yueting went back to the dormitory with her schoolbag. When she passed by Liu Zhiyi outside, she greeted her with a smile. Liu Zhiyi also smiled and nodded to her. Then she stood obediently on the balcony outside the corridor in the dim night, looking at Fang Wei under the bright lights in the classroom.
Fang Wei didn't dare to delay. He quickly packed up the things on the table, limped out of the classroom with his bag on his back, and walked to her side.
"Are you feeling better?"
"Hey, it hurts."
"But I just saw you running very fast." "I was anxious to see you."
"~~~"
The girl's pretty face turned red and she gave him a cold look, but she felt sweet in her heart.
Without Fang Wei saying anything, she took the initiative to stand beside him, took one of his arms, put it on her slender shoulders, and then carried him, who was limping, on her back home.
"Hey, do you want some spicy noodles?"
Fang Wei took out a bag of spicy strips from his school uniform pocket. He thought that the girl who sent him the spicy strips was very thoughtful, as she knew that his daughter Zhiyi liked to eat spicy strips.
"Hey, did you buy it?"
“…I don’t know who put it on my desk.”
"Haha, it was given to you by someone."
"..."
The girl felt jealous before she even ate the spicy strips. She didn't mind that these were given to Fang Wei by someone else. Instead, when she thought that the spicy strips given to him by someone else ended up in her mouth, she had to eat them!
Taking the bag of spicy strips from Fang Wei's hand, Liu Zhiyi used her tender fingers to tear a hole in the strips, then rubbed and squeezed out two spicy strips. When she was about to hand it to Fang Wei to eat first, she thought of something, so she opened her little mouth and ate one spicy strip first.
"good to eat."
The girl happily ate the first bite of spicy strips given to her by others, then raised her hand and fed the strips to Fang Wei's mouth.
The two of them were walking and eating spicy noodles. When they passed by a pharmacy after leaving the school, Liu Zhiyi asked, "Do you want to buy some medicine for injuries or something?"
"No need..."
"I don't think there's any at home."
“…I have it in my bag.”
"When did you buy it?"
“…I don’t know who put it on my desk.”
"Ha ha……"
The girl sneered and chewed the spicy strips fiercely!
"Hiss, why do I suddenly feel so cold!"
Fang Wei shuddered, then tightened his arm around Liu Zhiyi's shoulders and hugged her into his arms.
All of a sudden, Liu Zhiyi had no time to think.
She really liked this feeling of being half-huggled, half-embraced. Although she could eat spicy food very well, her pretty face seemed to be flushed by the spiciness of the spicy strips. She felt her shoulders were softened by his warm hands. She just wanted to unzip his jacket, turn around and throw herself into his arms.
"Hmm~"
The girl couldn't help but make a strange sound.
"Hey, hey, hey?"
Fang Wei exclaimed, watching the girl's body go limp. They were about to fall down together. He quickly used his painful leg to support the ground, and then he stabilized his falling bodies.
He grimaced as he felt the pain in his ankle.
Liu Zhiyi, who was immersed in the hug, came back to her senses and patted him with a red face.
"You, you're so heavy!"
"I thought you were pretty strong so I pressed on you..."
There was no other choice, Fang Wei had to straighten his body and reduce the area that was in contact with her.
But unexpectedly, Liu Zhiyi was unwilling, and simply put her arms around his neck, and stretched her little hands to his back. Half of her delicate body was nestled in his arms, and she half-carried him and walked, panting like before.
"You, you can press me! I can do it!"
"…So I really pressed it?"
"Ok!"
How could he bear to really press her down? Fang Wei was just lame, not broken. Most of the weight was still on him. He just gave her more of his arms like he did just now.
The wind was howling in the winter night, and white steam would come out of the mouth and nose when people spoke. However, Liu Zhiyi, who was always afraid of the cold, did not feel cold at all at this moment.
She tried her best to carry Fang Wei and walk. Occasionally, Fang Wei would feed her a spicy strip. With the energy replenished, she could walk a long way again.
Only when you get close enough can you easily smell the fragrance of the girl's hair.
After taking a deep sniff secretly, I couldn't help but praise it:
"Zhiyi, you smell so good."
"..."
After saying this, Liu Zhiyi softened again. The little hand that was touching his waist pinched him unhappily, and Fang Wei didn't dare to tease her anymore.
"Then you still have to pick up Cai Ling later."
"go."
"Cai Ling doesn't even know your leg is broken, can you do it..."
"..."
Who on earth took care of me like I had a broken leg? I just sprained my ankle. I can't run or jump, but I can still limp around, right?
"Then do you want to go with me to pick up Cai Ling?"
"I'm going to make some midnight snack, bye!"
When he reached the gate of the community, Liu Zhiyi beside him ran away like a loach, and Fang Wei almost stumbled and lost his balance.
Seeing that Zhiyi was not going to leave, Fang Wei had no choice but to limp over to pick up Cai Ling himself.
Liu Zhiyi helped him carry his schoolbag, walked into the community, and then ran out to look at him.
On a cold winter night, the light from the street lamps fell on him. He hugged his arms, hunched his neck, and limped slowly towards the training base. He did not let Cai Ling go home by herself because of his injury, even though it was only a few minutes away.
Perhaps this was one of the reasons why she liked him. He was always like this. As long as he promised something, he would definitely do it, even if it was just a small agreement. He always made her feel at ease.
Although he went to pick up Cai Ling, Liu Zhiyi was not jealous at all, because she knew very well that if it were her, Fang Wei would definitely come to pick her up limping.
Seeing the young boy walking out with the effort of an old man, Liu Zhiyi felt a little distressed and a little amused, so he shouted to him:
"Remember to bring a bottle of soy sauce when you come back!"
"understood--"
Fang Wei turned around, waved his hand, and continued walking forward.
(End of this chapter)
