Blow

Chapter 122 The Butterfly Transformation 25

After the snow fell, the temperature in December dropped below freezing day by day.A thin layer of ice has formed on Weiming Lake. It is said that from the beginning of January, it will even be opened to students as an ice rink.

Wen Xiao had heard about this tradition of Peking University a long time ago, and had plans to participate in it himself—but that was all before.Today, he spends a lot of time and energy on digital and analog training in professional courses and after-school.

The latter, in particular, greatly squeezed Wen Xiao's living space, but it didn't make him bored. On the contrary, it gave him a kind of excitement that he hadn't felt for a long time since he was out of the Olympiad team.Moreover, both Fei Yi and Fang Ligao saw this obvious uplifting attitude, so they changed a lot towards him.While studying, the three of them got along with each other, feeling a little sympathetic to each other.

During this period, Wen Xiao seemed to be tireless. He hurried back and forth between the dormitory, library, teaching building and cafeteria every day. When he passed the Weiming Lake, he habitually took a panoramic photo and shared it with Xia Jue.

Gradually, as the ice thickens in the photos and figures on skates appear, the end of the term draws near.

On the Saturday before the first major exam, I finished Professor Yang's small class again, and the library and study room were overcrowded.The three of Wen Xiao and his math and simulation team couldn't find a seat, so they simply went to the Lanca outside to review together.

In his free time, Wen Xiao casually opened WeChat, and suddenly found that the text messages between him and Xia Jue had decreased a lot compared to before.Recalling carefully, in the past month or so, they seem to have finished the day's words in a fixed half-hour voice every night.

Wen Xiao looked at the phone interface, slightly dazed.

"What's the matter?" After a while, Fang Ligao who was next to him accidentally raised his head, saw him looking at the phone with an unusual expression, and couldn't help asking, "Who did you quarrel with?"

Fei Yi, who was sitting across from him, paused and looked over.

After getting along for this period of time, they became close, and they already knew about Wen Xiao's sexual orientation, and also knew that he had a long-distance boyfriend.

"...It's okay." Wen Xiao said, and pressed the lock screen button.

Fang Ligao laughed: "It's okay, if we quarrel, we should be coaxed - we men also have the right to be coaxed."

Fei Yi said: "Next month's competition, you can decide for yourself."

"It's really fine." Facing his teammates' doubts, Wen Xiao felt a little helpless, "We usually don't quarrel...he is very good."

Fang Ligao choked on his own saliva when he heard the words, Fei Yi seemed a little speechless, he lowered his head and continued to read.

"Cough, cough..." Fang Ligao took a long time to recover, his thin face was flushed, "Wen Xiao, let's make a discussion. Before you have a show next time, can you say hello first? Otherwise, if you continue like this, Sooner or later, people will die."

Wen Xiao gave him a strange look, feeling that he was just explaining normally, and went on to review the next subject.

After counting 10 minutes.

"Is he so obedient that you think it's abnormal?" Wen Xiaoshou put down his pen and asked.

Fang Ligao and Fei Yi were relatively silent.Fei Yi was too lazy to talk, Fang Ligao said painfully: "That's not true, if you think it's abnormal, it's because I heard that you, Junior Brother, can get out of the order."

Wen Xiao asked, "What's wrong with me?"

"You managed to make Master Fei redefine 'dating love', and you still ask me what's wrong?" Fang Ligao said.

Wen Xiao looked puzzled.

Fei Yi said: "Don't listen to his nonsense. At present, your falling in love has no effect on your preparation for the competition, so I don't have any opinions."

That being said, Wen Xiao read a different meaning from it, feeling that Fei Yi meant something else, which was similar to what Fang Ligao meant.

At nine o'clock in the evening, Fei Yi and Fang Ligao planned to go back to the dormitory to fight again.Wen Xiao stayed and talked with Xia Jue on the phone.

He was half an hour earlier than usual. Xia Jue probably wasn't used to it and didn't receive it. It took five or six minutes before he took the initiative to call back.

"Wen Xiao?" Xia Jue's voice was a little hoarse, and she coughed as she spoke, "It's so early today."

Wen Xiao said: "Today is Saturday. What's wrong with your throat, you suddenly caught a cold?"

Xia Jue cleared her throat guiltily, and said, "It seems to be a little bit, but I've already taken the medicine, so it doesn't matter."

"What did I tell you a few days ago?" Wen Xiao frowned, "wear more, move more, don't get wet in the rain, don't stay up late—have you done it?"

"But it's too late for the big homework," Xia Jue said distressedly, "and during this time, no one in the whole college can sleep well."

Wen Xiao remained silent.

"It's just a small cold," Xia Jue continued, "I just started to have a sore throat today, nothing else."

Wen Xiao said: "What I'm afraid of is tonsil inflammation, it will take at least a week to heal."

As soon as he finished speaking, a sentence came from the other end of the phone: "Xia Jue? You hung up the water and came back by yourself? Didn't you say that I will pick you up?"

Wen Xiao paused, and recognized Qi Mo's voice.

Xia Jue got stuck for a while.

"—Drinking water?" Wen Xiao repeated into the earphone microphone, "Drinking water for a small cold?"

Xia Jue faltered and walked a few steps, as if she had changed places, and finally she was willing to explain to Wen Xiao: "I passed the night last night, and fell asleep after touching the pillow, the quilt was not covered... ...I woke up from a fever at noon today, and Qi Mo happened to be in the dormitory at that time."

In the last sentence, he felt that Wen Xiao would definitely ask about Qi Mo, so he explained first.

Surprisingly, Wen Xiao just said sternly: "So what would you do if Qi Mo wasn't there?"

"I can do it myself." Xia Jue muttered.Maybe it was because Wen Xiao was too used to jealousy, and he was not used to it when the other party was so generous once in a while, and he was even a little bit reconciled.

"What time is it now? Has the fever subsided?" Wen Xiao asked again.

Xia Jue said honestly: "It's back, but the doctor said that I have to hang up another bottle tomorrow."

"It's usually like this," Wen Xiao thought for a while and said, "Otherwise I'll come over tonight."

Xia Jue was stunned for a moment.

He felt unbelievable, and subconsciously raised his voice: "Wen Xiao, what are you talking about, come here? It's past nine o'clock now, and the final exam will be the day after tomorrow."

Wen Xiao said: "It's still too late to book tickets, I'll be back tomorrow."

"No," Xia Jue vetoed, and said anxiously, "This will definitely affect your exam. What if the plane is delayed? You can't come anyway."

"If you don't allow me to come, why do you have the guts to stay up late and have a fever?" Wen Xiao said flatly.

Xia Jue was at a loss for words, and argued aggrievedly: "I didn't want to get sick myself..."

He had just finished hanging the water, and his body was still a little weak. He couldn't help but feel sad when he was scolded by Wen Xiao, and stared down at his toes.

Sensing the change in his tone, Wen Xiao was quiet for a moment, then finally sighed and said, "I'm worried about you."

Xia Jue whispered: "I know, I'm sure I'll be healed tomorrow, I don't believe it and I'll make a video call with you then. Forget it now, I have heavy dark circles under my eyes, and I'm very ugly."

After finishing speaking, both of them remembered one thing at the same time: It seems that they haven't seen each other for a long time, whether in reality or on the Internet.

"...It's not just dark circles." Wen Xiao's emotions became complicated, and he said softly, "I must have lost weight again, like a toothpick."

Xia Jue immediately retorted: "Who is like a toothpick. I have been exercising consistently, and gained two kilograms in muscle."

"Really?" Wen Xiao deliberately asked in a suspicious tone.

"Of course it's true," Xia Jue sniffed. "By the way, why are you so generous today? You didn't ask Qi Mo much."

Wen Xiao said: "What on earth do you think of me? You are sick and I'm not here, so why don't you let others accompany you to the hospital?"

Xia Jue let out an "oh".

"Why," Wen Xiao suddenly smiled, "You want to see me jealous?"

Xia Jue remained silent.Just when Wen Xiao thought he was embarrassed and didn't intend to admit it, he replied with one word: "I think."

Wen Xiao asked: "What are you thinking, please explain clearly."

Xia Jue said, "...I miss you."

Although it was the expected answer, Wen Xiao was still taken aback, feeling a fever in his chest, then slowed down and said, "Xia Jue, I miss you too."

This was beyond Xia Jue's expectation.He felt as if he was suddenly shot by a sugar water gun, and his throat, which was dry and swollen due to inflammation, smelled of sweetness.

"How much do you think?" Xia Jue couldn't stop being greedy, wanting to listen more, "What do you think?"

Wen Xiao said: "When I think about it, I really think about it. Every time I pass by Weiming Lake and see people skating, I hope to try it with you. Sometimes I feel that the air in the north is not good, especially in winter. You'd better not stay longer , but I feel that if you are here, no matter how bad the air is, the sky will light up."

Xia Jue heard the back, squatted down involuntarily, covered her face, and prevented the hot air that was pouring from her heart to her face from venting out of her hair.

"—But all of these together may not have a lot of time," Wen Xiao made a U-turn at this time, "I've been too busy recently, and most of my energy is still spent on homework and the math competition. ,Feel sorry."

Xia Jue was stunned for a while, and then quickly said: "There's nothing to be sorry about, I'm busy too. I know you miss me, I'm very happy."

"Xia Jue," Wen Xiao called his name after listening, as if sighing, "You are so obedient. Why are you so obedient?"

Xia Jue blinked, a little unsure what "good" meant.

Wen Xiao said: "Today, brother asked me how I fell in love."

He now understood the meaning of Fang Ligao and Fei Yi's words, it was nothing more than that during this time, he spent so little time with Xia Jue that they were not quite like a couple in a relationship.

After thinking about it for a while, Xia Jue roughly understood what he meant, but snorted disapprovingly, and said, "Your senior brother is really a gossip. Next time he asks, you should tell him, because I love you to death, and I'm all about you. Chasing you madly—I envy him to death."

Wen Xiao couldn't help but laugh.

"Anyway, I don't care, they can do whatever they want," Xia Jue also smiled, and said, "I don't think it's all right for you to be busy with your business, because I also have a lot of things to do. I always feel that, like Now it's good to divide life into two parts like this, one half is a dream and the other half is you."

The bitter wind of winter night is extra soft at this moment.

Wen Xiao's expression was also exceptionally gentle.For a moment, he forgot the strain of studying for days, and sat quietly, looking past the messy books and notes on the table, looking out the window at the boundless night through the foggy glass and intertwined blurred figures.

Obviously he couldn't see anything clearly, but he seemed to be able to find a warm and bright home in it.

"Why didn't you speak suddenly? What are you thinking?" Xia Jue waited for a while, and couldn't help urging, wanting to hear his voice.

Wen Xiao came back to his senses and said, "I was thinking, when are you going to tell me your 'dream'."

"This." Xia Jue paused a bit embarrassed after hearing this, "I'll tell you in person when the holidays are over."

The author has something to say: Today's little news is too romantic, at least Ma Ma thinks so.