Chapter 5: Best Friends, Old Enemies
"Book of Rites: Royal Regulations": "Those who have made contributions to the people shall be given more land and more laws."
The old security door made a "clang clang" sound as the visitor slammed it hard, and the entire iron door frame seemed to be making weak and hoarse groans.
Jin Yang tried to dissuade him feebly: "Captain, you will disturb other neighbors."
Zhou Jing, with her long ponytail standing upright, kicked the security door without being quiet at all, and said angrily: "Why should I care about so many things? Rong Yuan, you bastard! Come out!"
Seeing the female Tyrannosaurus almost spitting fire, Jin Yang couldn't help but take a step back. He didn't dare to stop her and whispered to Rong Yuan, "Maybe he's sick? I'll call and check."
Zhou Jing got even angrier when she heard this: "Bullshit! Someone saw him wandering around on the bridge this morning!"
Jin Yang pretended not to hear, took out his cell phone, and dialed the number he had called dozens of times in the past few days. He heard the usual mechanical female voice - ["Sorry, the number you dialed is powered off, please redial later. Sorry, the number you dialed is not in, please redial later..."]
Jin Yang hung up the phone, frowned, and became more worried. He looked up and saw Zhou Jing staring at him grimly, as if she wanted to transfer her anger to him. He couldn't help but take another step back, almost sticking to the door of the neighbor next door, waving his hands and laughing dryly, saying: "Well... that..."
Just when Jin Yang was racking his brains to think of how to suppress Zhou Jing's violent desire, he heard a slight "click" as the door lock was turned, and he felt as if he had been pardoned.
What appeared behind the iron bars of the security door was none other than Rong Yuan's long-awaited face.
Upon seeing the two people outside the door, Rong Yuan's originally unpleasant expression eased a little, but when he opened the security door, he did not hide the impatience in his tone at all: "I was wondering why it was so noisy, it turned out to be you two... How come the monitor has time to come here today?"
"How dare you say that!" Zhou Jing squeezed in without waiting for the door to open completely, her fingertips almost touching Rong Yuan's nose, "Do you know how many points our class has lost because of your absence in the past three days? All the conduct points for this week were deducted by you alone! Can't you ask for leave if you have something to do? Can't you ask for leave if you have something to do? You didn't even call me, I thought you died in the toilet!"
Rong Yuan tried to tilt his head back. His forehead was already throbbing with pain, and it hurt even more under Zhou Jing's intensive bombardment. This girl's voice was like a built-in megaphone, so noisy that it made people's brains ache.
"I would rather you thought I was dead! Don't bother me, thank you very much!" Rong Yuan muttered.
Zhou Jing raised her eyebrows: "What did you say?"
From behind Zhou Jing, Jin Yang gave Rong Yuan a sympathetic and helpless look. When he heard the footsteps of someone coming down the stairs, he pressed Zhou Jing's shoulders and pushed the person in, saying, "Okay, okay, let's go inside and talk! Don't stand here and let people laugh at you."
After this interruption, by the time Zhou Jing changed her shoes, entered the house and sat on the old sofa, her anger had already "flashed up, weakened and finally exhausted". She folded her hands over her chest, too lazy to scold Rong Yuan anymore, but she also couldn't bring herself to speak to him in a nice tone.
The most important thing is that she can see that Rong Yuan is really not in good condition.
The boy's face was flushed and his eyes were no longer as bright and lively as usual. He was dazed from time to time . When he opened the door for them, he seemed to be unable to stand steadily, with half of his body leaning against the shoe cabinet. Now that he sat down, he immediately collapsed, leaning lazily on the back of the sofa, and even breathing seemed a little laborious.
Jin Yang leaned over and touched Rong Yuan's forehead, then shrank back in fear: "It's so hot! How come you have such a severe fever? Have you taken your temperature? Have you been to the hospital? Have you taken any medicine? Why didn't you call me?"
Rong Yuan went through a series of questions in his mind before using his slow-moving brain to extract the answer: "Body temperature? I haven't measured it... I took medicine."
Rong Yuan had not planned to skip classes... After throwing away the gold bracelet, he made up his mind to maintain a normal and regular life, with regular work and rest, regular diet, necessary social activities and study and work, and not to show any difference from ordinary people. In short, he wanted to "blend in with the crowd". He would never use the "Book of Merit" to solve money problems. He could not redeem food, water, clothes, furniture, etc., even if they only needed one merit point in the Merit Mall.
——If he never goes out to buy rice, flour, vegetables, clothes and other supplies, but never lacks food or clothes; if what he wears and uses at home exceeds what he can afford, but he does not have sufficient income, and there is no corresponding output on the books, and even no purchase record in the relevant stores...it is okay when no one notices him, but once someone pays a little attention, then his secret will be exposed not far away.
So he planned to go home and pack up before going to school. Of course, he needed a good excuse to convince the teacher for his absence from classes. This was not difficult. For the teachers at school, good grades were considered good for everything. Rong Yuan was the first in the high school entrance exam and the first in all subjects for many consecutive times. Even if he told the teacher that he had slept at home for two days, he would be easily forgiven in most cases.
He has proven this with countless experiences over the past seventeen years.
It was just that he didn't get enough rest last night, and he washed his head with cold water outside early this morning. He came back all the way wet and was blown by the cold wind. In addition, his emotions had been up and down in the past two days, and the mental burden was far beyond his expectations... It was natural for him to catch a cold. Rong Yuan felt dizzy and something was wrong before he even entered the house in the morning. He went home to wash his face and change into dry clothes, took a few pills of the medicine he always had, and then fell headfirst on the sofa, sleeping until he was awakened by Zhou Jing knocking on the door - to be precise, he was actually unconscious for the whole day.
Seeing that he was dazed, Jin Yang sighed helplessly, took out the medicine box from the cabinet with familiarity, found the thermometer, wiped it clean and let him hold it in his mouth, looked at the medicine he had taken in the morning - the medicine box was spilled on the table and had not been cleaned up - and saw that they were all suitable for his condition, touched the kettle and found that it was completely cold, so he hurried to the kitchen to boil some water.
The kettle made a buzzing sound after being plugged in. Jin Yang looked around at the cold pots and stoves, and remembered something. He went to the living room and patted Rong Yuan, who was concentrating on holding the thermometer in his mouth: "Xiao Yuan, did you have lunch?"
Rong Yuan turned his eyes to him, and it took him a long time to focus. He blinked, and Jin Yang's questions seemed to reach his ears through a thick layer of water, so hazy that he thought for a long time.
——Eat? When was the last time he ate? Of course he didn’t eat after sleeping all day today…Yesterday…Yesterday, his life was in danger, he was busy serving the society, feeding the cats and dogs, and he only ate some bread with cold water…The day before yesterday…The day before yesterday…Who knows if he ate during the days when he lost his memory…I didn’t feel very hungry when I woke up, so he must have eaten…Maybe he was too hungry?…He should take some time to investigate what happened during those days…
As he was thinking, Rong Yuan forgot what Jin Yang asked him, and his thoughts drifted away. Jin Yang saw that he was dazed, and knew that he must have been hungry for who knows how long, so he reached out and rubbed his hair, and said to Zhou Jing who was sitting next to him: "Squad leader, I'm going to buy some porridge for Xiao Yuan. Can you help take care of him for a while?"
"...Yeah." Zhou Jing hesitated for a while before answering in a low voice. Jin Yang turned his head and saw that the eyes of this usually fierce girl were rarely wandering, and her face was strangely flushed.
——Could it be that he was infected by Xiaoyuan?
Jin Yang was worried for a moment, and decided that he and Zhou Jing should drink some Isatis root to prevent colds. This common medicine was already in Rong Yuan's medicine box and was still within the shelf life, so there was no need to buy it separately.
Jin Yang changed his shoes and took his wallet. As he was leaving, he reminded her worriedly, " Squad leader, keep an eye on the time. When it's almost time, take out the thermometer. If it's over 39 degrees, we'll send Xiao Yuan to the hospital."
"Okay, got it!" Zhou Jing said impatiently, "You're not his mother! Can you stop being so fussy?"
Jin Yang smiled good-naturedly and said, "Then wait a moment, I'll be back soon."
"roll!"
The door closed with a click. Zhou Jing waited silently for a while, looked around furtively, and then stretched out her hands cautiously - pinch!
Rong Yuan's handsome face was immediately pulled into a round shape.
"Hey, you've got this day!" Zhou Jing gloated, pulling, poking, and pinching. Rong Yuan felt worse and worse because of his cold, his limbs were sore and weak, and his sense organs were dull. It took him a long time to realize that Zhou Jing was taking advantage of him, but he didn't even have the strength to swat away those claws. He hummed weakly twice, trying to kill her with his eyes.
The black-haired boy holding the thermometer looked silly, with a layer of mist in his eyes due to a cold. He thought his eyes were fierce, but they were actually soft, pitiful and cute. When their eyes met, Zhou Jing was stunned for a moment, and then she covered her nose fiercely.
——Fuck, beauty|tempting, too foul! Meng's face is covered with blood!
Zhou Jing thought viciously, but she couldn't stop the disgust and determination in her heart from wavering little by little.
