Chapter 36 Sick

Murong Qingyun, who had learned about the rest of the dormitory, looked at the time and found that it was almost 10 p.m. It seems to wander aimlessly, but it's still quite time-consuming. After the two walked out of the girls' dormitory, Yang Mengmeng yawned and twisted her body a few times. She is not interested in keeping an eye on the boy's dormitory. After all, his sexual orientation is normal. Even if she insists on going, he will resist. The purpose is to prevent her from seeing unclean things. After all, boys are far more bold than girls in the dormitory.

Foreign language majors have always been a major for girls, and it is normal even if there is a so-called nun class. Although most of the work has been completed, Murong Qingyun still needs to seize the time to understand the situation of the few boys. As expected, the situation of boys is still much the same as that of girls. The third group is still the group he focuses on.

The two stood outside the gate of the girls' dormitory area. Before leaving, Yang Mengmeng threw a frown mischievously and said, "Go back quickly. I'm waiting for you to come back!"

Murong Qingyun, who was sweating, answered the word 'good' inconceivably when no one should have heard it. The two parted ways, and Yang Mengmeng sang a song in a good mood. Suddenly, he felt some dry mouth and went to the nearby grocery store to buy a bottle of frozen pure water. He didn't want to drink sweet drinks to prevent him from getting more and more thirsty, and he could save 1.5 cents.

Murong Qingyun, who unscrewed the lid and took two sips, saw Ye Rou standing not far away and looking at herself. It seemed that she had something to say to herself, so he generously called her to ask. She wants to stay with her sister during the shift. He will certainly not refuse such a small request.

Before she went back to the dormitory, Murong Qingyun rarely bought three of the most expensive ice creams in the grocery store, each at five yuan, and asked her to take them back to share with her roommates. After a moment of hesitation, Ye Rou still accepted his small gift happily. Looking at her faraway back made him feel very close and familiar, and even recalled some joys that he was about to forget.

The next goal is the boy's dormitory. After finishing it, how happy it is to go back to the bedroom to take a shower and then enter Mengxiang with the lovely Yang Mengmeng in his arms. Sister Qiu Wei has called so that she must go home tomorrow to get the information needed to write the report. Murong Qingyun received her phone call, and his heart trembled, afraid that she would mention the word precipitation. I'm not rich, and I can't stand Qiu Wei's repeated "squeezing".

The visit to the boy's dormitory is to look at the flowers. Murong Qingyun didn't like to stay in the sweaty place. He soon chose a boy he liked as the monitor. This position is not a lifelong system, and it is not up to him whether to change the election or not. After all, he is the leader. The situation here is similar to what he expected. The polarization is still the same. Some people have become rich, while others are still poor. The fundamental reason is the unfair distribution of social wealth. Why is the distribution unfair? That is, the father-in-law said it was reasonable, and the mother-in-law said it was reasonable, and in the end it was the same as she didn't say it. The solution has still not been implemented, and the gap between the rich and the poor continues to increase.

It's also ironic, Murong Qingyun still said some cliché to encourage everyone to study hard, and then left. I am a negative textbook that often plays class, doesn't study hard, and educates others. I really think it's ridiculous. On the way back to the dormitory, he laughed that this was the so-called truth and two-faced three knives.

Yang Mengmeng sat cross-legged**, with the remote control aer next to her legs, with a smile on her face watching the blind date program replayed by Hedong TV Station. Murong Qingyun took a rare look. After dropping his bag, he went into the bathroom to take a shower. It is nothing more than a group of so-called single women constantly exalting themselves and trying to make things difficult for male guests, so as to get spiritual satisfaction and create amazing contrasts to attract the laughing nerves of the public. Murong Qingyun once analyzed for Yang Mengmeng that the favorite group of this kind of blind date column is women. After all, it fully caters to the psychological needs of women who abuse men.

The TV station swears that this program is absolutely true. May I ask why the camera is always given to those women? His face was almost familiar, and then some photos of him that could make men's blood spread on the Internet. Finally, he pretended to be a victim and walked to the public, "condemned" someone who exposed his privacy, and he would become popular like a third-tier star in the future. These photos are also particularly good at choosing when to leave early, late, and come out after the face is familiar.

After taking a shower, Murong Qingyun, who just came out, was stopped by Yang Mengmeng: "Come and have a look! The No. 3 male guest was so interesting that it made my stomach laugh.

Murong Qingyun, who wiped his head with a dry towel, walked over and sat on the edge of the bed, looking at the TV blankly. Watching TV with your own woman is also the cheapest way to enhance the relationship between the two sides. He saw several women telling how infatuated they were with their ex-boyfriend in their own righteous and righteous words, and did not forget to squeeze out a few tears to win everyone's sympathy. Some spectators even began to condemn the merciless man.

Yang Mengmeng was infected by this emotion and asked Murong Qingyun, "Will you do the same to me?"

Murong Qingyun, who repeatedly wanted to vomit, said familiarly, "No, I will always love you."

Yang Mengmeng, who reached out and pulled his face, smiled sweetly and said, "It's slippery."

I didn't get praise for saying that I wanted to vomit. If you don't say it, she will force you to say it. After hearing countless words, her interest is still so high. Murong Qingyun felt that women are really difficult to understand. The program was over, and Yang Mengmeng's interest shifted to him.

Yang Mengmeng, lying in Murong Qingyun's arms, said excitedly, "Tomorrow, I'm going to report to Beibei International Kindergarten. On weekends, people still go to learn to drive. Oh, it's hard to say."

You are working hard. It's not that I can't live. Murong Qingyun touched one of her earlobe and smiled, "Thank you for your hard work."

Yang Mengmeng, who got up laughing, asked, "From tomorrow, I will be the producer. You can earn a big red ticket in a day. From now on, I will raise our family!"

Murong Qingyun, who was disapproving, said with a hunch, "I doubt that the three thousand yuan a month is enough for you to use?"

Yang Mengmeng, with a confused face, looked down at Murong Qingyun opposite and said, "Can you hear me clearly? What people can get in the future is 3,000, not 300. Cut, they must not be able to spend it all. How can they not spend enough?

Murong Qingyun, who did not mess with her, was even less energetic to analyze how things would develop. A month will soon pass, and the facts will soon be proved. Instead of grinding her teeth here, it's better to let Yang Mengmeng tell herself. This girl can't put things in her heart and will definitely talk to him if she has something to do.

Turning off the light, the two had just lie down. Yang Mengmeng suddenly remembered something important and said in surprise, "The 3D finale of Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows will be released in the cinema next Friday. Remember to buy two tickets for 8 p.m. and let's watch them together.

Murong Qingyun, who closed his eyes, didn't want to queue up and said tentatively, "Isn't it the same when you look on the Internet? Why waste 160 yuan?"

Yang Mengmeng, with a small face, urged, "If you go, you can go!" The first seven films were all seen in the cinema, and of course this one will not be listed. I'd like to know what happened to the finale? Did little Harry defeat Voldemort? In the end, did the evil Voldemort die? I don't feel it on the Internet, there is no atmosphere, no emotion.

"Well, a ticket of 80 yuan is our vegetable money for several days." Murong Qingyun said as an excuse.

"You know how to eat. There is more and more meat on your body, and you don't know how to feel sorry for others at all." Yang Mengmeng counterattacked.

He accompanied Yang Mengmeng to watch the first seven Harry Potter movies, but he didn't like them. Murong Qingyun felt that the picture of the movie gave people a very depressing feeling. Maybe for 'Ha fans', it is a magical atmosphere. He didn't see clearly about the finale. In the end, justice defeated evil, and "pig's feet" would not die.

At the same time, there is Transformers 3, and he is more willing to take out his purse to see this. Yang Mengmeng doesn't like this kind of scene of fighting and killing. She fell asleep in the cinema when she watched the first two movies of Transformers. Murong Qingyun can't even admire her strong performance.

"There is still more than a week left. What did you say so early?" Murong Qingyun said lightly.

"I'll tell you in advance, so that you don't want to find an excuse to hide." Yang Mengmeng said seriously.

"Will I be that kind of person? That time, you said you were going to see a movie, but I didn't go with you. Murong Qingyun turned over.

"You are that kind of person, and you still want to quibble. You said that you were willing to accompany me to that movie. Every time, I catch you like a strong man. It's very happy for others to accompany their women to the cinema. You said that time when you went to the cinema, didn't you see it as if you were going to the execution ground? Yang Mengmeng said.

"It's a waste of time. It's a pity to waste this whole period of time. It's great to do something easy for human beings!" Murong Qingyun defended himself: "The entertainment of watching movies should take sporadic time."

"You are the busiest in the world." Yang Mengmeng curled her lips and exposed his old bottom and said, "You just like to be busy watching unhealthy movies."

"I'm exploring the origin of human beings." Murong Qingyun said with a smile.

"Go and fool the ghost!" Yang Mengmeng glanced at him.

He didn't reply, he just smiled badly. The two were chatting. They couldn't help closing their eyelids. When they opened them again, it was already dawn. Yang Mengmeng couldn't take care of Murong Qingyun, who was still asleep. She tidyed up, biting bread and drinking milk. Before changing her shoes and going out, she didn't forget to kick him hard to remind him to get up.

With a loud 'dong', Yang Mengmeng reported. Sitting in **, Murong Qingyun, who was sleepy, rubbed his eyes and yawned, complaining about why he was working for five days before he could rest for two days. Why don't you take five days off and only work for two days? After repeating his "work" every day, he went to work.

As soon as he went downstairs, his mobile phone rang. He picked up the phone and said concisely, "Say."

Bai Bing coughed twice and said in a hoarse voice, "I'm very uncomfortable. Can you take me to the hospital?"

Murong Qingyun, who suspected that she was playing tricks, gritted his teeth and promised, "Okay, I'll be right over."

Murong Qingyun, who hung up the phone, called Lu Zhisheng and told him to call him if the leader was looking for him. He has something to do and can't work in the office. Lu Zhisheng agreed so that he didn't have to worry and do his business. Murong Qingyun went upstairs again and knocked several times before Bai Bing opened the door.

Looking at her haggard face, pale face, and unstable walking, Murong Qingyun knew that she was really sick. He helped Bai Bing go back to the edge of the bed and sit down first, and asked eagerly, "Why are you so sick?" Have you taken any medicine?"

The white ice leaning against the pillow was weak and said, "I may have taken a cold shower two days ago. I didn't care these two days. When I got up today, I suddenly felt particularly uncomfortable.

Murong Qingyun scolded, "Really, you girl took that cold shower."

Bai Bing, who closed his eyes, did not answer. It is impossible to say that the main reason for her illness is him. Since that day, she has been drenched in cold water for a long time, coupled with sadness in her heart, and she has not felt uncomfortable for a moment. Two days later, she calmed down a little and could no longer resist the invasion of the virus, so she fell ill.

Murong Qingyun stretched out his hand and touched her forehead and found that it was very hot. It was very difficult to see her wearing a silk nightdress. Now, during working hours, there is a female teacher. Even if she finds a female teacher to help, she can't guarantee that she won't guess the relationship between the two. If her mouth is not tight and she spreads some words, it will be troublesome.

Murong Qingyun said truthfully, "You can change your clothes!" We can't go out in your clothes like this.

Bai Bing blinked her eyes twice, indicating that she should be able to do it.

Murong Qingyun, who understood it, said, "I'm standing outside the door of the room. Change it, and you can open the door again."

When he went out, he closed the door and waited. Murong Qingyun recalled Bai Bing's sick appearance and felt that she was pitiful. The white ice in the room struggled to find a set of casual clothes from the wardrobe and put it in **. After exhausting her strength, she did not take it off several times. Panting, she held the wall to the security door and stroked several locks before opening the door with difficulty. Murong Qingyun, who believed that she had changed, walked back into the room and found that she was still wearing that pajamas.