Chapter 5, Love and Justice

Zhao Ruyang took antipyretic medication and fell asleep under the blanket on the hospital bed. Once his breathing stabilized, Feng Ya left the medical room

Feng Ya was in a completely bad state

Upon hearing this, Feng Ya once again touched the area at the base of his skull and pressed down on the slightly hard swollen spot.

The impatient voice of the geography teacher was heard

Upon hearing this, Zhao Ruyang also smiled. His right hand was still holding onto Feng Yayi's left hand, which felt soft and almost boneless. He looked down, only to regret that the sleeves of the school uniform were too long, covering half of her hand.

She looks better without bangs, Zhao Ruyang pondered to himself

Fortunately, Zhao Ruyang did not continue to make sarcastic remarks. He reached out and tugged at Feng Yayi's sleeve, speaking in a tone that was quite matter-of-fact: "Change out of these foul-smelling clothes, the odor is overwhelming."

Not only was Zhao Ruyang taken aback, but Feng Yayi was also stunned. Behind them, Ye Shuo and Fang Zibo burst into laughter. Zhao Ruyang felt somewhat perplexed; he released Feng Yayi's hand and asked, "What are you doing? I won't kiss you."

She went to the office to report the situation to the teacher. While leaving, she took some hand soap from the teacher's restroom and used it to wash the stains off her uniform sleeves. As she rinsed, Feng Ya cursed Zhao Ruyang a thousand times in her heart

It is possible. At worst, it will stick in the throat, and when the capsule shell breaks, there will be a bitter taste in the throat said Feng Ya

After speaking, Zhao Ruyang took out his phone and headphones from his bag. He put on the headphones, opened the player, and casually placed the phone on the table

The school doctor instructed her to help Zhao Ruyang onto the hospital bed. Feng Ya, filled with a surge of anger, in a fit of rage, forgot the principle of handling patients with care and directly pushed the delirious Zhao Ruyang onto the bed

The school doctor approached with an electronic thermometer, looking at the two with a puzzled expression. He turned to Zhao Ruyang and said, "What’s going on? Your smile is quite disgusting."

The school doctor, upon hearing Feng Ya's earnest explanation, once again confirmed in his heart that she was indeed naturally dark-skinned, without a doubt.

Feng Ya widened her eyes, wishing she could kill him with her gaze

Zhao Ruyang was caught off guard by her, letting out a sound of "uh." He tightly grasped Feng Ya's hand and said, "I see you must be seeking death!"

As the last class was coming to an end, the classroom door was suddenly pushed open. Zhao Ruyang stood at the doorway and called out, "Report."

"What are you holding the young lady's hand for? I want the young lady to feel it properly; she caused me to bump into such a big bag," Zhao Ruyang said irritably

The geography teacher, suppressing his anger, said: "Why are you reporting something when you are not even attending class?"

She draped her damp school uniform over Zhao Ruyang's bench backrest, and when she lowered her head, she happened to see the school uniform stuffed in the hole of his desk. Without a second thought, Feng Ya pulled the clothes out and put them on.

Feng Ya Yi was not wearing a school uniform, which felt somewhat unusual

The school doctor sitting beside looked at the well-behaved Feng Ya and thought, this little girl, could she be a natural black?

His head struck the iron bed frame, producing a loud "bang" sound

Have you had enough of the commotion? Is it really so complicated to respond with a seat?

When she returned to the classroom, the bell signaling the end of the first period rang just in time. The teacher had not yet announced the end of class when Feng Ya knocked and walked in

At that moment, Feng Ya felt someone grasp her left hand. She looked down and discovered that Zhao Ruyang was holding her hand, placing it on the nape of his neck

"Go to hell." Zhao Ruyang said with a laugh.

"Straighten your tongue before you speak to me" Zhao Ruyang did not turn back

The damp school uniform can no longer be worn, and she can only wear her thin shirt. Although the weather has turned warmer now, during the transitional period of early spring, the temperature is the most unstable

He stared at her without blinking for a moment. Feng Ya, feeling a bit embarrassed, instinctively turned her head away, hoping that the school doctor would arrive soon

Ah, my heart is really about to jump out, I cannot calm down at all

"Then you might as well swallow it whole," Feng Ya suggested

Feng Ya followed Zhao Ruyang's gaze and saw the two hands clasped together, quickly withdrawing her hand and hiding it behind her back

Feng Ya did not speak, but was secretly seething with anger, wishing she could let go again, allowing him to hit his head against the bedpost and suffer a concussion

Indeed, I have a huge bump from the collision, hahahahahahaha. Feng Ya's lips curled up, and the frustration that had been overwhelming her was alleviated by half.

The phone screen was still lit, and out of curiosity, Feng Ya took a glance.

It's nothing

He couldn't help but burst into laughter, laughing so hard that he started to cough. Feng Ya was quite flustered, wanting to shake off his hand, but she couldn't break free no matter what.

After speaking, he did not care whether the teacher agreed or not and directly walked back to his seat. Feng Ya stood up and made room for him.

Feng Ya's heart skipped a beat, and she hurried to help him. He groaned in pain, one hand covering the back of his head. The boy squinted at her, his tone quite unpleasant: "You've got quite a bit of nerve, haven't you, little hamster"

Sitting not far away, Yu Ziwei observed Feng Ya's actions and couldn't help but roll her eyes, disdainfully letting out a "tch" sound.

The sweet glutinous rice balls were sticky and sugary, and Zhao Ruyang found himself unable to speak, entranced by her voice, and reluctantly took a seat.

Her hand rested on his knee, and the boy lowered his head, his expression serious, as if he were delving into some difficult problem. This was the first time Feng Ya had seen such an expression revealed.

Zhao Ruyang said: "Take your time to feel it carefully"

Ah. Zhao Ruyang gently kicked Feng Yayi's chair

Feng Yayi's expression was somewhat dazed. Zhao Ruyang, upon seeing her appearance, immediately thought of the hamster he had once raised, which sometimes choked while eating, displaying this same silly and dazed look.

The sleeves of the school uniform were too long, and they directly hit Zhao Ruyang's face. He was slapped in the face by his own sleeves

In Feng Ya Yi's speculation, Zhao Ru Yang's hair texture should be somewhat stiff, but who would have thought it feels so pleasant to the touch

Feng Ya Yi did not speak, but merely smiled and pressed down hard on his sore spot again

Do you still have a reason to argue?

He looks really good like this. Feng Ya felt a bit confused in her mind, not knowing how to interpret it, and could only clench the hand hidden in her sleeve into a fist

No unexpected events occurred as imagined. As soon as Feng Ya saw Zhao Ru Yang tearing off the sleeves of her school uniform that she had rolled up too high, she began to help her roll up the cuffs.

"You are still holding the young lady's hand, let go quickly," the school doctor teased him again

Mingming appears quite intelligent, so how can he be so confused over such trivial matters? Zhao Ruyang shook his head

As Feng Ya walked back to the classroom, she sneezed several times along the way

This song is one of her early works. At that time, she was greatly influenced by the manga "Berserk," which even led to some changes in her compositional style. The songs from that period were mostly dark and oppressive, and not many people could appreciate them

The school doctor measured the temperature, which was thirty-eight point five degrees, indicating a slight fever. When it was time to take the medicine, Zhao Ruyang caused quite a commotion. Feng Ya initially thought he disliked taking medicine, but it turned out he simply did not like drinking bottled purified water; he only preferred a specific brand of water and was quite particular about it

She was perplexed and feared touching the forbidden line, but after hesitating, she still extended her right hand.

She touched the boy's fine, soft black hair, which felt like the smooth fur of a small beast, contrasting sharply with his personality

"Give me your right hand." He lowered his voice

Zhao Ruyang was drinking water while watching Feng Ya, the girl was completely covered by his school uniform, as if she had put on a sack. The funniest part was the sleeves; she had rolled up the sleeve of the uniform on her right arm to above her elbow, and the white shirt had smudged some ink from the still-wet writing.

This is the second time; her heart rate has traced out a different frequency

Feng Ya was taken aback for a moment, turned her head, and her eyes were filled with confusion

Weighing the pros and cons, Zhao Ruyang still took the disposable cup from the school doctor, his expression strained as he brought the medicine to his lips

I want to take a break.

" ? ''

Feng Ya was startled and quickly pushed Zhao Ruyang back to his seat. Zhao Ruyang impatiently glanced at the podium, just about to speak, when a soft voice from behind him said, "There is water in the drawer, drink a couple of sips to calm down."

Fang Zibo's exam paper, devoid of the management of paper clips, resembled an accordion that had been pulled open, akin to an open folding fan, scattered among the books in a particularly poetic manner. He curled his lips and said: "Zhao, offering flowers to Buddha, do not be overly concerned."

The girl's cheeks were flushed, and her bangs were damp with sweat, sticking to her forehead. She casually brushed them aside, creating a small part, revealing her smooth forehead

Zhao Ruyang's cries of pain, interspersed with profanity, echoed throughout the entire medical room

How could Zhao Ruyang actually be listening to the song she wrote, and such an early piece at that

Zhao Ruyang rolled up his sleeves and took two paper clips from a stack of exam papers belonging to Fang Zibo, pinning them onto his sleeves. He whispered, "The elastic at the cuff is a bit loose and can't hold it in place. Using a pin to secure it will prevent it from falling off"

Feng Ya pulled back her hand, glanced at her cuff, and softly said: "Thank you"

There is a kind of familiarity between the two friends, and it seems that Zhao Ruyang is a frequent visitor to the infirmary

Zhao Ruyang noticed the school uniform on Feng Ya and felt it was somewhat familiar. He leaned in to take a closer look. However, just as his head moved half an inch closer, Feng Ya quickly reached out, attempting to block his face

Feng Yayi was unsure of the feelings that compelled her to help Zhao Ruyang to the infirmary, perhaps it was out of a sense of justice

Unable to articulate the feeling, Zhao Ruyang only sensed a slight stirring in his heart, as if something was about to break free from its cocoon

Upon seeing Feng Ya 1, the teacher did not ask anything and simply allowed her to return to her seat

What are you thinking! Feng Ya's cheeks flushed red as she growled, "I am afraid you will vomit"

"Are you trying to kill me?" Zhao Ruoyang said, holding up the pill with an unhappy expression

He was habitually leaning against the wall, one foot resting on Feng Yayi's chair. Feng Yayi was intently looking at the blackboard, occasionally taking notes. Zhao Ruyang, feeling bored, pulled out a bottle of water from the drawer, and just as he unscrewed the cap, he realized it was his usual brand.

One does not know until one looks, and upon looking, one is astonished. The music playing on the player is "The Noisy Upper Class," a rather obscure song that is not widely liked, yet she is very fond of it

There is still a slight fever, but it should not be a big problem after getting some sleep