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| | The ninth verse (16th Nov 22 at 5:31am UTC) | | Ye Jialan then moved the bowl to his side, stretched out his right hand and put the other bowl in front of him: "This bowl is not put." Tang Yu said, "Well, do you have a medical kit?" "Are you hurt?" The man slanted his head and looked up at her. The fundus of a teenager is cold and clean, not showing mountains or dew. Ye Jialan was so a look at him, the rest of the words unconsciously swallowed back, she took the phone to get up: "I will find you." With a doctor like Yu Qiuhua at home, the medical kit must be indispensable. But Ye Jialan doesn't usually use it, so it takes a few minutes to find it. By the time she finally found it, it was already past 10:30. Su Jinke sent a message in the middle: [Wanwan, don't be a coward!] Ye Jialan: ".." Before and after this message, there was no one who wrote the contact information of Ji Ran. How does she get on? Ye Jialan sent a question mark to the past, and then carried the medicine box downstairs. Tang Yu had changed from sitting on the sofa to leaning on the back of the sofa, and the bowl of mung bean soup in front of him seemed to be full. Ye Jialan handed over the medicine box. Sitting down, Su Jinke just sent another message: [I believe you can!] Ill. Ye Jialan paid no more attention to her. As soon as he put down his cell phone, his right wrist was grasped and pulled lightly. Ye Jialan's breath stagnated for a moment before she exhaled again. As soon as she lowered her head, the man's left hand covered her wrist. The index finger was stretched straight, and the other four fingers were slightly bent. They were clean and slender, and the phalanges were not protruding. She suddenly remembered that Tang Yu had also held her wrist the last time she came out of the office of the teaching director. Now I see it with my own eyes,mobile racking systems, and the posture is really beautiful. Ye Jialan unconsciously pursed her lips. The cotton swab held by the man in his right hand had been dipped in disinfectant alcohol and rubbed against the wound on her arm. It was a little cold, and the slightly irritating smell spread quickly. Tang Yu spoke softly: "Jing Fei should not be intentional." Feelings are for Xie Jingfei to deal with the mess. If Su Jinke knew that he had been injured by Xie Jingfei, Tang Yu would personally treat her wound, and she would probably take a knife in person and volunteer to be scratched by him. Ye Jialan nodded: "I know." Tang Yu pulled the corners of his mouth and did not speak again. Alcohol volatilized, and in a few seconds it overwhelmed the smell of aromatherapy. Ye Jialan wrinkled her nose and looked up at the face of her predecessor. It was the first time she had seen him so closely. The boy's eyes drooped slightly, his eyelashes were very long, the candlelight shone from the left side, and the shadows of his eyelashes stretched very long on his face, overlapping one by one. This man is really good-looking. Better looking than anyone she's ever seen. She stared at the face for a few seconds, and before she could react, Teardrop Pallet Racking ,shuttle rack system, there was a slight tingling in the wound. Tang Yubi used a little force just now. Ye Jialan subconsciously wanted to withdraw his hand, but the man did not loosen his fingertips. He threw the used cotton swab into the trash can at random, then turned over a wound paste, tore it open, and pasted it on her again. Tang Yu's movements were gentle, but his tone was cool when he opened his mouth: "Did I tell you?" Ye Jialan looked up at him, his eyes bright and moist, black and white. Tang Yu loosened her wrist and closed the lid of the medicine box with his fingertips. He clasped his index finger on it twice, then raised it and gently covered her eyes with his palm: "Don't look at me like that." The next second, before Ye Jialan could react, he let go of his hand. As if pinching the right time, the lights in the living room suddenly came on. Tang Yu got up, lifted his long legs, and walked to the entrance. Ye Jialan glanced at the bowl of mung bean soup. "You haven't drunk it yet." She was answered by the sound of the door closing gently. Ye Jialan still had the temperature of the young man's palm in her eyes. She blinked hard and sat in the living room for a long time before finally putting out the candle and going upstairs. That night, while waiting for Su Jinke's message that had never been sent, she drank mung bean soup and recited English words. As a result, a pot of mung bean soup was finished by her, and Su Jinke still did not send her the most important news. Ye Jialan went to the toilet four times a night, and finally did not fall asleep until two o'clock in the morning. The next day is the final exam. When she took the math exam in the afternoon, she couldn't concentrate because of lack of sleep. Finally, she directly emptied the last two big questions and fell asleep on the table. Someone behind her kicked her in the chair.
Ye Jialan moved his chair forward, ignoring him. Before long, the closing bell rang, and the students in the back row began to close the papers one by one. Xie Jingfei's voice came from the back seat: "Monitor, are you uncomfortable?" Ye Jialan turned his head, "I didn't sleep well." "What a coincidence." “……” "I didn't sleep well either." “……” "I guess he stayed up last night watching an educational film." Half an hour before the next exam, Ye Jialan unscrewed the bottle cap and took a sip of water. "What educational film?" "Adult education films!" “……” What is that thing. Ye Jialan ignored him and continued to lie on the table to catch up on his sleep. - The final exam of the second year of senior high school takes two days. Ye Jialan basically went home to catch up on sleep as soon as he left the examination room these two days, and he had no mind and time to take care of big and small things. Until the end of the last English exam, when Ye Jialan left the examination room, Su Jinke was already waiting for her at the door. The school did not require wearing school uniforms in the two days of the exam, so the colors in the whole corridor were varied. Ye Jialan, who wore school uniforms, was particularly conspicuous. Su Jinke grabbed her arm: "Why don't you chat with me these two days?" Ye Jialan yawned. "Sleepy." "Because I talked with Ji Ran all night?" “……” Right. Ye Jialan turned to look at her: "You didn't send me his contact information last time." "I did." "No." Ye Jialan showed her the record. Su Jinke patted his forehead,warehouse storage racks, "is there a bug, so you didn't receive it?" "Or did you accidentally delete it?" "No." She didn't see it at all. How could she delete it? Deleted by someone else? Ye Jialan paused, and then shook his head with particular certainty: "Impossible." 。 jracking.com | |
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