Chapter Six, talking more is of no use.

How could she possibly obediently listen to him? For a moment, she hated how strong he was, unable to break free, and could only bite down hard on his lips. He finally stopped, but did not separate the distance between them, still so close, able to smell the faint scent of blood, even faintly transferring to her lips and teeth.

"What's the matter with you, Li Yiwei? I am your boyfriend. Why didn't you tell me about this? What do you take me for?" His brows furrowed sharply, as if emitting a sharp light. His voice was not loud, but it frightened Yiwei, who dared not speak for a moment.

Fei Yezhang's voice was very gentle: "Girl, do we still have one more day tomorrow? I'll accompany you."

Wang Qi looked at her leisurely and adjusted the gold-rimmed glasses before asking, "What's wrong?"

Ah, why are you like this? Yiwei felt a bit helpless and avoided his hand. "Goodbye, no need to see me off. Remember to close the door for me."

He finally couldn't bear it on his face and said in a deep voice, "Li Yiwei, what do you mean? I am your mentor."

At that time, I was so naive and thought to myself: since my mentor is a returnee, his style must be open and casual. During that incident, everything was peaceful. When I returned to my dormitory, I diligently finished reading the books he had instructed me to read, and only then was I summoned for the second time.

She sat on the playground for a long time. The delicate body of the young girl stood straight like a cedar, silently resisting. Although she has not yet stepped into society, she has already tasted those strange smells.

Upon receiving the department's notification, she was delighted to hear that Professor Wang Qi was considering taking her under his wing. Wang Qi is a rising star in the younger generation of professors, in his forties, who returned from studying abroad. He likes to wear a wool overcoat and a British-style scarf in winter, exuding an elegant demeanor. His lectures are humorous and witty. It is rare for students from other departments to come and listen to the dull lectures in the political science department.

Then I'll leave first.

This kind of Lu Shaojian, is really rare, like a child, could it be that he's drunk? Yi Wei couldn't help but sniff, the air was fresh and clean, without the smell of alcohol.

Without...I am really worried about myself, I don't know what to do in the future...Yiwei said anxiously, and hung up the phone without another word. "I'm turning off the lights."

Unlucky year, just started working for a few days and now I have to take sick leave. This is such a good job that is hard to come by... Yiwei is really worried and anxious. After waiting patiently for a while, Fei Yezhang finally answered the phone: "Girl, so early?"

Yiwei broke free from his hand and pointed to the time on the clock, saying, "You can go back now. I'm going to sleep."

He first frowned, unexpectedly and heavily placed the cup in his hand on the coffee table, splashing out half a cup of water. There were water marks on the glass, and the tea leaves were scattered. With such a loud impact, Yiwei almost thought the table would crack and become even more chaotic and dilapidated.

She was called to the office and was told that the mentor wanted to assign some reading materials to a few students in advance. There were only the two of them at first, and everything seemed normal. However, when he unconsciously put his hand on Yiwei's shoulder, Yiwei immediately froze and dared not move. She reacted quickly, pretending that the pen in her hand had fallen to the ground, cleverly avoiding his hand.

Two men shook hands briefly at the door, with two strong hands and a simple and swift separation. Fei Yezhang stepped aside and let him in.

Yiwei pushed back her long hair from her ear and held a warm cup of ginger tea between her fingertips, asking, "Are you here to catch up with me today?"

After he made such a fuss, when Yiwei finished washing up and lay back on the bed, she felt sore all over her body. She reached out and pulled the quilt over herself and went to sleep. In her dream, there seemed to be a big stove that made her breathless. Yiwei woke up trembling and touched her forehead, only to find that she had a fever. She looked at the time and it was four o'clock in the morning. Her mind was still clear. She got up, put on a windproof mountaineering jacket, kicked open the door, and plunged into the deep darkness.

Still alone... How can she be so bold as to trouble Qianrong, especially during her working hours? Besides, she is an adult now, going to the hospital is not a big deal.

Yi Wei wore a windbreaker over his long-sleeved pajamas. He walked over with a bowl in one hand and glanced at me with surprise on his face, saying, "Why are you here?" With a spoon in his other hand, he turned to Fei Ye Zhang and said, "Boss, this is my college classmate, Lu Shaojian." After a pause, he frowned and looked at Lu Shaojian, "Yes, he is the editor-in-chief of our magazine that I mentioned to you."

Late at night, when it should have been a time for spring dreams, a piercing scream echoed in this old residential building: "You're insane! Get out!" She pushed and struggled, almost falling off the bed herself, curling up in the corner, alert like a wild beast: "Lu Shaojian, you dead wolf! If I ever let you through this door again, my last name won't be Li!"

Today I met Xie Qianrong. She talked to me about what happened during your senior year.

It has been so long, Yi Wei frowned, somewhat dissatisfied: "Xie Qianrong is a busybody, why does she talk about everything to others?"

His eyes narrowed slightly because of the light, casting varying shadows on his handsome face with his three-dimensional features. In his heart, he was thinking, if he moved his hand up a few inches, could he directly strangle this woman who always ruined the fun?

Fei Yezhang suddenly understood what she was nervous about and comforted her: "No. Yesterday I just casually mentioned it. If I come, of course, I will take you with me."

Would you like to have a meal with me?

As someone with a slight obsession for cleanliness, I no longer wish to be within half a meter of this teacher. I firmly uttered the words, "Professor Wang, please show some self-respect."

Eat your head... Another long string of coughs, shocking the heavens and crying out to the ghosts and gods. Yiwei felt weak and said, "If you don't buy wontons for me, just like I said yesterday." She was a little stubborn in her heart. In fact, isn't it all because of him that she has been tormenting herself like this? She didn't mention how severe her illness was, nor did she expect him to feel guilty. She just hoped that he could let her sleep peacefully. As for the wontons, of course, she knew he wouldn't go buy them. She was afraid that he wouldn't even know where the stall of the old couple was. But it's also good to just send him away, so as not to bother her again. It started raining again in the sky. She didn't mention how severe her illness was, nor did she expect him to feel guilty. She just hoped that he could let her sleep peacefully. As for the wontons, of course, she knew he wouldn't go buy them. She was afraid that he wouldn't even know where the stall of the old couple was. But it's also good to just send him away, so as not to bother her again. The branches and leaves of the phoenix tree have not yet grown, naturally unable to block the fine spring rain. Lu Shaojian's face didn't look good. He loosened his collar, circled around the place where she lived, slowed down the car, but really didn't see the small stall she mentioned. He was a little impatient in his heart, dialed her phone again, but it was still turned off. He pursed his lips and drove directly to her downstairs. Lu Shaojian's face didn't look good. He loosened his collar, circled around the place where she lived, slowed down the car, but really didn't see the small stall she mentioned. He was a little impatient in his heart, dialed her phone again, but it was still turned off. He pursed his lips and drove directly to her downstairs.

His eyes lit up in an instant, with a very attractive smile at the corners of his mouth. He slightly lowered his head to look at her and said, "Staying in one place? So... do you want to make any substantial progress?" As he spoke, his body had already leaned over, half supporting himself on her, and he chuckled, "Is that okay?"

Lushaojian thought for a moment, disregarding the chaotic flower bed beneath his feet, and stopped. He slowly let go of the hand resting on the car door and leaned back on the seat. Lost in thought, his gaze slipped and coincidentally caught sight of a floor lighting up. Unable to restrain himself any longer, he coldly snorted and got out of the car without hesitation.

It's so awkward... She said a few words blindly, but found herself unable to persist. On the other end, Lu Shaojian's voice was puzzled: "Did you take the wrong medicine today?"

At this moment, Lu Shaojian was at a loss whether to laugh or cry. Standing in place, his face was a little hot, probably because she accidentally scratched him. He steadied his emotions and resumed his usual expression, saying, "Okay, the ground is cold. Don't sit on the ground. I'll leave now."

Fei Yezhang chuckled and said, "I didn't mean that. Take two days off and rest well. Otherwise, the whole editorial office will be infected, and I will suffer even more." After a moment of contemplation, he added, "I have something to do during the day, I'll come to see you at night."

He reached out for her hand: "Let's go eat together."

The only parking space has already been taken by someone else. In this kind of place, it is difficult to find a parking spot. After taking a few glances, Lu Shaojian suddenly froze in place and changed direction. The man who got out of the car was the same person who had brought her back last night. He was carrying food in his hand and hurriedly went upstairs.

Yi Wei was nervous and blurted out, "Mr. Wang is here so soon?"

The nurse quickly came over and reminded her, "Don't fall asleep when you're alone."

After enduring for more than two hours, the sky had turned into a deep blue color before dawn, like a heavy velvet. Finally, after finishing the infusion, she rushed into the restroom without caring about anything else. When she came out, she felt her legs go weak. Under the light, she caught a glimpse of the back of her hand and sighed repeatedly in annoyance because she had not pressed down on the needle, causing a large and hideous bruise.

It's so late, sitting alone on the playground, feeling the cold wind. She rarely calls him. And he must not have slept yet. Yiwei knows that he is so busy that sleeping for five hours a day is considered very good. He picked up the phone, his mind still wandering on the drawings, absent-mindedly comforting himself.

It was natural for her to give up on the graduate recommendation. By that time, more than half of the first semester of her senior year had passed, and it was already too late to prepare for the postgraduate entrance examination. So she started looking for a job. However, compared with other classmates, there was a conspicuous failing grade on her transcript. She only mentioned it lightly to Qianrong, with a self-deprecating tone: "Look, having the chance to encounter such a thing at school is enough to prove how tough my life is."

Their mutual greetings and polite words covered the sound of Yiwei eating. Lu Shaojian glanced at her and suddenly frowned, "What's wrong with your hand?"

He looked at her and saw her gently wrinkle her nose, like a cute sneaky kitten. A surge of heat rose from the depths of his heart, like an inexperienced teenager. Suddenly, his head became hot and he leaned down to kiss her.

Sitting in the back of the taxi with her eyes closed, Yiwei suddenly noticed that the taxi drivers all loved to chat, including this one. Looking at her through the rearview mirror, he seemed to feel sorry for her: "Miss, are you working hard here all by yourself? Why is there no one accompanying you to the hospital at this late hour?"

Yi Wei saw him off: "Take care, boss."

Fei Yezhang smiled and stood up, saying, "That's fine." He even changed his way of addressing and said, "Xiao Li, take a good rest tomorrow and don't rush to come to work."

There are a total of three bottles of medicine. She was extremely tired, so she leaned on the chair and counted drop by drop. She fell asleep in a daze. It's unknown how long passed when someone called out to her, "Miss, your IV drip is finished!"

Originally, that was the case. However, seeing you being so intimate with another man, I also wanted to ask what's going on. He didn't seem like he was joking, his gaze directly collided with hers, with an impending stormy momentum.

She suddenly felt relieved: "Boss, if there are any documents to be dealt with, just ask Teacher Lin to send them to my email. I can take another look after I come back from the hospital in the afternoon."

He stood up, and the fluorescent light buzzed, casting a long shadow. Those warm hands rested on her shoulders, as if comforting her softly. The man's voice had a strangely heart-wrenching power, saying, "In the future, don't hide such things from me."

There are two packets of pre-packaged tea leaves on the coffee table. They are the new tea that Dad just sent her. As usual, she habitually divided them in half, but at this moment, she deftly wanted to hide them in the cabinet.

That...editor-in-chief...I just came back from the hospital for an IV drip. Can I take a leave today? Yiwei struggled to speak, swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and her voice sounded choked, "I didn't expect it either..."

She nodded honestly and forced herself not to fall asleep again. Fortunately, she needed to use the restroom, which slightly suppressed her drowsiness.

After hanging up the phone, I stuffed something into my stomach and fell into a deep sleep. When noon passed, I woke up again, feeling that my condition hadn't improved. However, I still struggled to get up, taking the doctor's words as a temporary motto for life: "Having a fever, take it slow. It takes more than a day for the IV drip to work."

After returning home, she didn't even have time to check if Lin had sent her an email. She just went back to sleep. There was no hot water in the house, so she drank a few sips of cold mineral water. The cold water swirled in her empty stomach, making her feel uncomfortable.

He followed her to the room, persistently.

After seeing a doctor in the emergency room, she went to receive an infusion. Finally, she sat in the empty hall and breathed a sigh of relief. The nurse inserted the needle for her, and her veins were easy to find. With a gentle fist, a few blue meridians appeared on her porcelain-like skin. Then, with a slight sting, she lowered her head and remembered when her father used to hold her to get a shot when she was a child. He always comforted her, "Xiaowei, it doesn't hurt, it's just like being bitten by a mosquito." Now, thinking back, her heart felt a little sour. Then, with a slight sting, she lowered her head and remembered when her father used to hold her to get a shot when she was a child. He always comforted her, "Xiaowei, it doesn't hurt, it's just like being bitten by a mosquito." Now, thinking back, her heart felt a little sour.

Yiwei's hand trembled, and a bunch of keys slipped from her grasp, along with many plush pendants, falling to the ground. In the old-fashioned house, without even a light, she squatted down silently, fumbling to search. When she found them again, there was already a soft, pale blue light in front of her. Lu Shaojian took out his phone to light up for her, sighing almost imperceptibly.

Yiwei didn't say a word, I found a bunch of keys for him. Before he left, he turned back to take one last look. Her body was so frail, and her face was pale without a trace of color.

Over there, she interrupted calmly and asked, "Has your cold worsened?"

She hadn't spoken yet, but when she turned her head, she saw Lu Shaojian standing beside her, holding her hand and saying, "I was wrong today, I was careless for a moment." He turned to Fei Yezhang and smiled, "How can I trouble the leader of the unit to send it? Yi Wei, hmm?" It was as if he was holding the hand of a beloved person, his tone was so intimate that it gave Li Yiwei goosebumps.

Yiwei had long been accustomed to his sudden attacks, because in their way of getting along, it was never possible for them to be like ordinary lovers, affectionate and embracing. She reacted instantly, unable to help pushing him away, but he continued to kiss her lips and murmured between his teeth, "Don't move..."

Lushaojian's coat is still on the sofa. He stood up and reached out to her, saying, "Give me the keys." He became a little impatient and said, "Hurry up, I'll help you buy something to eat. You're so sick, you shouldn't eat random things."

No.

Yiwei's response was somewhat stiff: "Who said that? I've wrapped some to give to my colleagues at the magazine. " His face darkened, and he stared at her eyes without a word, implying something.

Today, I couldn't go to work no matter what. Yiwei felt both sleepy and uncomfortable, so she bought soy milk and pancakes directly from a breakfast stall on the roadside, and only then did she feel relieved when she got home.

She didn't even lift her head and said, "I don't have an appetite for anything else." This is the truth. People are always strange when they are sick. She blurted out that she wanted to eat wontons to Lu Shaojian on the phone, but little did she know that Fei Yezhang seemed to have a telepathic connection with her and brought them over in no time. She was grateful and thanked him repeatedly.

Yiwei took a step back and sat on the bed. Perhaps due to a cold, he was not in good spirits and his voice sounded tired: "I forgive you for your occasional whims. But, Lushaojian, it's been a year and we've been stuck in the same place. Are you not tired of it?"

He raised his hand and knocked on the door. After a while, someone came to open the door. The two men looked at each other for a while, and Fei Yezhang turned around and shouted, "Girl..."

Yiwei was still busy wiping his nose, seemingly not hearing what he said. However, in reality, his heart was filled with mixed emotions, recalling that unexpected autumn.

What should be scolded and argued about, didn't she say it all? In fact, it's just a few sentences repeated over and over again, with nothing new. Yiwei smiled and thought: "When I saw you and Li Zewen taking a walk in the rain, didn't I just pretend not to see it?" Feeling even more annoyed, she took a sip of ginger tea and choked on it, making it impossible to speak.

If the first time was just a test, then this time it is completely exposed. Li Yiwei thought in his heart, which foreign etiquette requires holding a student's hand in one's own hand, while shamelessly placing the other hand on one's own leg.

She nodded silently, only then realizing that the other person couldn't see her. She hurriedly said, "Boss, I have always been in good health. I will definitely be able to go to work tomorrow."

Yiwei sighed and said, "Infusion."

Yiwei did not avoid it, his hands were surprisingly cold, but it was very comfortable to put them on his forehead. He muttered and said, "It's not like last time when I couldn't walk. Why can't I go to the hospital by myself?"

I ran to the playground, the autumn wind was bleak, and I was gasping heavily, feeling a pent-up frustration in my chest that was difficult to release. In fact, it hadn't been long since I had argued with Lu Shaojian at the milk tea shop. I hadn't told him that I could secure my postgraduate recommendation, and I had wanted to surprise him. But now it seemed that the plan had fallen through, so it was better not to mention it.

He finally regained consciousness, said "I'm sorry" in a low voice, and quickly let go of her.

Who did you have an argument with?

He looked at her, choked and embarrassed, almost crying and sniffling together, slightly leaned forward, and handed her a tissue. After waiting for a while, he simply asked, "Did you give up the insurance because of your supervisor?"

He went out, but still remembered to take the bag of tea leaves. At this moment, he sat back in the car, glanced at the rearview mirror, and saw a long scratch on his cheek, faintly pink. Shaking his head with a bitter smile, he felt helpless in the face of such a woman.

He has seen it and smiled, saying, "For me?"

Later, Yiwei realized that knowledge and morality are never two things that grow together.

That day, knowing full well that she had left her umbrella at my place, I maliciously watched her rush into the rain. Now that things have turned out like this, I can't help but feel guilty. So, unable to restrain myself, I told her again, "You don't have to worry about me, go to sleep."

As soon as he left, Lu Shaojian's face immediately became extremely ugly, as if Li Yiwei owed him money for several lifetimes: "When did you go to the hospital?"

"You went to the hospital alone while having a fever? Without finding someone to accompany you?" Lu Shaojian sat in front of her with a cold face, reached out to touch her forehead and asked, "Has the fever gone down?"

After a long time had passed, she seemed to not have noticed that he said "I am your boyfriend," and only murmured, "No...actually, I called you that day, but I just couldn't bring myself to speak."

She was so anxious that her face turned red, she stood up abruptly, and took a step back.

This time, Yiwei is in a very good mood, smiling and saying, "Just across the street, there is a wonton stall, the taste is very good."

He casually glanced at the time and said in a somewhat insolent tone, "I'm hungry."

Yiwei changed hands and let the nurse give him an injection, and endured the whole afternoon. As a person who loves to eat and fears hunger, he has been through a whole day without any appetite except for reluctantly drinking soy milk and eating a bread before the afternoon infusion.

She looked out of the window with a lifeless expression and replied, "Yes, it's just a cold."

With almost no consideration for himself, he sneered, "Pursuing a master's degree is a two-way choice. Even if you choose me, I may not agree!"

Although it was a bit embarrassing to call Fei Yezhang so early, she still mustered up the courage to make the call.

Yiwei nodded slightly, feeling a bit embarrassed.

Lu Shaojian glanced at the bowl she was holding, with a few wontons floating on the clear soup. It seemed that she had already eaten more than half of them. He felt inexplicably annoyed and said, "Is this all you're having for dinner?"

Mr. Lu saw her expression and suddenly felt some regret deep down that he didn't want to admit. The biggest argument they had was probably when she coldly accused him of being reckless and abandoning his responsibilities. She didn't show her usual anger that time, but instead looked pale and cold, as if she was swearing a curse: "Mr. Lu, let's break up. Dragging me along will only make a normal person abnormal."

At this moment, someone came to disturb her peaceful dream. Yiwei impatiently answered the call with a rude tone, saying, "What are you up to, Mr. Lu?"

Liyiwei showed no response, just turned his head to look at him strangely and said, "Are you cursing me to have bad luck?"

After a long and peaceful sleep, Yiwei woke up in the middle of the night feeling thirsty. There was a bowl of fruit by the bed, with watermelon being the centerpiece. The red flesh had been scooped out and piled up like a small mountain. Under the warm light of the desk lamp, she suddenly found herself at a loss for words and picked up a piece of watermelon to eat. Despite her illness, everything tasted bland and flavorless, but this particular bite was so sweet that it almost made her mouth water.

In the early morning and afternoon, I had a fever. Yiwei continued to sit down and drink soup, then impatiently knocked on the table. "Were you sick just now? Why are you acting like that?"

Actually, feeling a bit wronged and scared, Wang Qi's voice sounded annoyed and ashamed before leaving: "You guys are doing postgraduate studies and graduating, but I still have to handle a lot of materials for you. You're on your own." Yi Wei closed her eyes, made up her mind, and knew he was telling the truth. He was also the teacher for one of her major courses this semester, and now passing the course was a problem. However, with her natural temperament, she contemptuously threw out a sentence with a clear and crisp voice: "Disgusting." She rushed out without looking back.

She woke up in shock, a bottle of medicine had already been dripped, and at this moment, the blood was flowing back through the usual plastic tube. A bright red line was particularly conspicuous in the pale hall.