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Chapter 35 "Heartbeat."

The habit of keeping a diary started in high school.It may be because there is really nothing worth recording and recalling in Zhou Chiyu's junior high school life, because every day is very ordinary, like a patchwork of exactly the same scenes under a copier, and then played frame by frame.

It's just that something special happened in the first year of high school, so Zhou Chiyu started to write a diary.

Almost half of the pages in that diary are related to a person, and this person is at an arm's length away from the diary at this moment.

Subconsciously began to tense.

Although he knew that the mobile phone and the diary were two completely different things, and there was no possibility of taking it by mistake, Song Boyang would not open his diary without authorization. With Song Boyang as a person, he could not even connect to this point. No manners at all.

Unless the diary accidentally fell out of the schoolbag, it happened to be in the open position when it landed, and the page facing up was not a blank page, it just happened to be a certain day that Zhou Chiyu had recorded, and the content happened to be mentioned Song Boyang, Song Boyang turned his head and took a look, just in time to see his name.

And so he discovered his secret.

Assuming that the probability of each event happening is [-] in [-], that is also a possibility of [-] in [-].

In fact, it is already very small.

But Zhou Chiyu still tensed his body because of this slight possibility. It was not until he saw Song Boyang took out his mobile phone and zipped up his schoolbag that his nervousness eased.

Obviously, it turned out that Zhou Chiyu was overthinking.

The two found a nearby bakery on the delivery software and chose some bread.

Because of the nearby takeaway, the merchant issued the order very quickly, and Zhou Chiyu's phone started vibrating in less than 10 minutes.

Zhou Chiyu was drowsy at first, his upper eyelids and lower eyelids were fighting, because the phone vibrated suddenly.

When he woke up, Song Boyang had already taken the mobile phone in his right hand.

Song Boyang answered the phone, and after talking with the delivery man, he gently put the phone back into Zhou Chiyu's hands, "When you take your phone to school, remember to put it on silent, so that Sun Huiyun won't find it."

Zhou Chiyu: "Oh."

Song Boyang said again: "I'm going to get takeaway at the entrance of the hospital, do you want me to bring anything?"

Zhou Chiyu thought for a while, "No."

Song Boyang: "I'll be back in 10 minutes at most."

"it is good."

As a result, Song Boyang only left for 1 minute, and Zhou Chiyu regretted it.

"Ah-"

First I sneezed.

The nose was a little itchy, and there was a hint of fluid coming down, almost over the tip of the nose.

Zhou Chiyu tried his best to suck up.

At the same time, he began to dig out his two school uniform pockets, which were empty, and did not find an unused napkin.

After imagining the appearance of snot hanging on his upper lip, Zhou Chiyu felt that the whole person was not good, and his 17-year wise image was destroyed in one go.And when Song Boyang came back later, seeing himself like this, he didn't dislike Zhou Chiyu, he even disliked himself.

At the same time, he sucked up his nose forcefully.

But as we all know, the upward sniffing action cannot stop the downward flow of snot.

No one can try to defy gravity.

Looking around, he landed on his schoolbag beside him.

Standing up, grabbing Song Boyang's schoolbag, Zhou Chiyu began to search while sniffling, turning all the pockets of the schoolbag inside out.

Not a single napkin was found.

Probably left behind at school.

When Song Boyang asked just now, he should have asked him to help bring a pack of tissues.

When Song Boyang came back, Zhou Chiyu was too embarrassed to ask him to go again, after all, he said that he had nothing to bring with him.

Some remorse.

While regretting, he sniffed wildly, trying to make a final struggle.

At the same time, he lowered his head, wishing that no one would see his face.

Then a hand suddenly appeared in sight, and a pack of Qingfeng tissue fell into Zhou Chiyu's palm.

Zhou Chiyu, as if he had been pardoned, grabbed a tissue and covered his face. The tissue still smelled sweet. After the end, Zhou Chiyu crumpled the napkin and looked at Song Boyang standing in front of him, " ……Thanks."

After a pause, he said, "Do you still have tissues?"

After hesitating for a moment, he continued to add: "...this package may not be enough."

"Yes." Song Boyang took out five or six bags of brand new Qingfeng that had not been opened from his school uniform pocket, and piled them up in front of Zhou Chiyu.

Zhou Chiyu stuffed these tissues into his pocket one by one.

At the same time, Wei Wei asked the other party in surprise, "Do you usually carry so much paper with you?"

"Huh?" Song Boyang couldn't help laughing, "How is that possible? I just bought these."

"I just saw it when I passed by the retail machine, and I felt that you needed it very much, so I bought some." Song Boyang nodded, "It seems that my feeling is right."

Zhou Chiyu was startled, but he didn't speak anymore, and he felt his heart beat a little faster again.

It may be due to a cold, poor breathing, and lack of oxygen in the body, so the heart needs to increase its working speed and speed up blood circulation.

Song Boyang had already lowered the bread in his hand to Zhou Chiyu, "Eat it. Can you see which one is yours?"

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By the time the drip was finished, it was already past nine or nearly ten o'clock.

The two of them came out of the hospital with the medicine and stood at the gate of the hospital. A few street lights were turned on sparsely, silently announcing that it was too late.A thick, icy night wind came blowing head-on, and blew out a few dilapidated street lamps.

Song Boyang asked: "Where is your home?"

"Diagonally opposite." Zhou Chiyu pointed to a place in the distance, "It's only 5 minutes' walk from the hospital."

"I'll walk you home."

Zhou Chiyu did not refuse.

The shadows of the two were pushed down to the ground by the street lamps, and dragged into a long strip, which looked much taller. Sometimes the angle caused the two shadows to stick together, without any gap or distance between them.

It has become very magical since this afternoon, and now it is even more magical to the point of being unreal, like a daydream, but at this moment it is already dark again.

Zhou Chiyu originally hated every hair that omega couldn't get rid of.He was in love, but now, he vaguely felt lucky, otherwise today would just be the same as the countless monotonous and dull yesterdays in the past, boring, unchanging, and lacklustre, and he didn't even bother to recall them.

I still gossip on the road, and the topic of my school days is nothing more than life, such as arranging the teacher in the class to go back and forth three times.

Walking downstairs in the community, Zhou Chiyu raised his head and asked Song Boyang, "How did you go back to school?"

"Take the bus."

Zhou Chiyu was taken aback, "Is there a bus at this point?"

Song Boyang thought for a while, "It seems that I can still catch the last train."

Zhou Chiyu frowned slightly, "What if I missed it?"

This time, Song Boyang's question was overwhelmed, and he froze for a moment when he spoke, "Just... see, I can definitely go back anyway."

Zhou Chiyu had a rare resolute tone, "You can stay at my house for one night."

"Tomorrow is also Saturday, so there is no class. Besides, my parents have been away on business recently, so there is no one at home."

Zhou Chiyu thought for a while, and then said, "I'll call the head teacher and talk to her. It's really too late now, and she should be able to understand."