Chapter 49: Xuan Yuan Takes Sick Leave

  The weekend passed quickly, and Monday arrived. After the morning reading class, I habitually turned my head to call out to Xiao Xiao, but found that Xuan Yuan Ruo's seat was empty, with no books or pencil case. I walked over and found that there was no bag in the desk drawer either.

  Xuanyuan's deskmate looked at me and said: "Xuanyuan didn't come today, I don't know what happened either. Are you looking for him for something?"

  I said oh, and didn't say anything else, then directly walked back to my own seat, thinking: It's really strange, how come Xuan Yuan this guy didn't come? Is he sick? Unlikely, even when many classmates were absent with a cold last time, he was fine. I guess something must have happened at his home.

  The bell rang, and the first class was Chinese. I came back to my senses and prepared for class. The Chinese teacher walked in, but instead of starting the lesson, she said: "Since the class monitor Xuan Yuanrui is absent due to illness, today's roll call will be led by deputy class monitor Wu Hanwen. Wu Hanwen, remember that, okay?" Wu Hanwen replied in a hoarse voice with a cough: "Okay."

  I clearly feel that Wu Hanwen's voice is problematic, like a very severe cold. The teacher said: "Wu Hanwen, you also seem to have a bad cold, drink more water after class. Although the weather hasn't been cool recently, considering two classmates in our class have caught a cold, everyone should pay attention to keeping warm. Okay, let's start class now."

  It seems that the flu is coming on strong, Xuan Yuanrui has not come to class for two days, and Wu Hanwen's condition has not improved significantly.

  I remember when I was waiting with Wu Hanwen to get hot water, I told him to drink more hot water. He smiled and said: "It's okay, he can hold on, if he really can't hold on, he will use the noon break to go hang IV fluids." I clearly saw Wu Hanwen's pale face flush with a hint of red after drinking the hot water, which finally looked like a normal person's complexion.

  After returning home at noon, I hesitated for a long time and made a phone call to Xuan Yuanrui. I said very politely: "Excuse me, can you help me find Xuan Yuanrui?"

  I didn't expect the one answering the phone to be Xuan Yuan Ruo, he chuckled and said: "Little girl can also have such a gentle time, it's really not easy." I heard his voice wasn't very hoarse, so I said: "Originally, I'm very gentle, it's just that some people don't have eyesight. I'll let you off because you're a patient. When are you coming to school?"

  "Hehe, since you took the initiative to call and show concern for me, I won't bother you. However, it's already been three days and you're only calling me now, which is quite heartbreaking. I'm going back to school tomorrow."

  I heard his voice was clearly pleasant, not sad at all, so I chuckled and didn't say anything. "Now I'll give you a chance to make up for it, do you want it?" I said: "What?"

  "It's just that I've missed three days of homework and classes, so come to my house this afternoon and bring the assignments and class notes that the teacher has given. And today is Wednesday, the teacher has a meeting, so school will be dismissed early."

  "Aren't you coming to school tomorrow? Just rest well today. I don't even know your house very well, definitely can't find it." "What's the problem, I'll get Uncle Zhang to drive and pick you up."

  "This is not good..." "If you have the ability, don't come." Eh eh, Xuan Yuan even used his cunning, if those people from our school who regard him as a great god saw this, it would be really embarrassing. I haggled with him, but in the end, I still compromised, after all, he's a patient, and we have to cater to his mood.

  This afternoon, I went to Xuan Yuan's house in Uncle Zhang's car. As soon as I entered the door, I met a lovely little boy of four or five years old. The little boy smiled and said: "Sister, you are so beautiful, I like you." He formally introduced himself, saying his name was Ding Junhui. When I heard him say that his name was Ding Junhui, I burst out laughing. Oh my god, if he knew that in the future there would be someone with the same name as him, who is a famous snooker player, and is called "The Eastern Star" by British media, and "The God Boy" by Chinese people, it's really funny. I wonder what expression will be on his face at that time, looking forward to it...

  "Sister, what are you laughing at? I know why, it's because I'm too cute and handsome, right? I think so too. Ah, I haven't finished speaking yet, I'm four years old this year and I'm in the middle class of the government kindergarten. Sister, are you here to find someone? Who is it, I can help you?"

  I smiled and said: "Yes, I'm here to find Xuan Yuan Ruo." "Oh, you're here to find my little uncle? No problem, I'll take you there."

  What, Xuan Yuan Ruo already has a nephew? Okay, I'm out of here. Just as I was about to go upstairs, I saw Xuan Yuan Ruo coming out in his pajamas. Ding Junhui ran over and said: "Little uncle, little uncle, this sister is looking for you, I was just about to take her there. How's that? Can I do it? You have to reward me!"

  "Yes, you're very capable, aren't you just wanting to eat chocolate? Go scoop some from my house." Ding Junhui ran away happily. "Little girl, you've arrived. Let's go, follow me to my house. After entering the house, I found that Xuan Yuanrui's room was mainly decorated in blue, with a subtle and elusive melancholy atmosphere. Does Xuan Yuanrui have some unknown sad past?"

  I shook my head, what was I thinking about? Xuan Yuan Ruo asked me to sit in front of his desk. I took out the notebook and class notes that I had written down, wanting to tell Xuan Yuan Ruo teacher what we did in class. Ding Junhui, who had been tinkering with chocolate in Xuan Yuan's room, ran over and said: "Sister, can you show me yours?"

  I smiled and nodded, handing it to him. He flipped through it and said: "Sister, you look good, your handwriting is also very nice. You don't know Sun Tiantian who sits behind me, she doesn't look good, can't even write the numbers one, two, three, four correctly, and is stupid to death. The teacher asked which number is bigger from 1 to 9, she didn't even know. And every day she follows me around, saying she wants to be my girlfriend, but I don't want her. Sister, will you be my girlfriend?"

  When it comes to which number is bigger from one to nine, I suddenly thought of a joke from the previous generation. A kindergarten teacher asked the children which number was bigger from one to nine. At that time, the 18th National Congress was about to be held, and a little boy stood up and said "the 18th National Congress" is bigger, it's really funny!

  I just smiled to myself, thinking: this kid is really something else. Suddenly I heard Xuan Yuan's voice, "Ding Junhui, if you don't have anything better to do, go practice your calligraphy, stop hanging around here. She's my classmate, older than you, how can you let her be your girlfriend? And you call me Little Uncle, and her Sister, aren't we just one generation apart? Don't go around shouting randomly."

  "So what should I call sister? Should I call her little auntie? No way, besides, I don't mind that sister is older than me."

  I smiled and looked at them, saying: "Okay, Xuan Yuan, if he wants to call me sister, let him call. I'm not that old, or else people will start calling me Auntie."

  Xuanyuan said with a sullen face: "I'm not old, I'm still being called Little Uncle. Ding Junhui, hurry up and practice your writing, otherwise I'll tell Big Brother that you're slacking off today and secretly eating extra chocolate."

  Ding Junhui said with a mischievous grin: "Little uncle, don't tell my dad, okay? I'm leaving now. And I know, I should call sister 'little aunt', that's right, isn't it?"

  Ding Junhui ran away with a swoop, and when I heard this, even though I was reborn, my face turned red. After all, in my previous life, I had never been in love, and I was a dull girl.

  Xuanyuan suddenly had a smile on his face, he looked at me and said: "Well... let's start talking about what the teacher was saying in class." I quickly agreed, trying to get rid of this strange and awkward atmosphere.

  Around five o'clock, I told Xuan Yuan that I wanted to go home. He offered to send me home, but I repeatedly stopped him, saying: "You've just recovered from a severe cold and it's not easy for you not to have a fever. You should rest well at home instead. We still have school tomorrow. It's fine if Uncle Zhang sends me. See you tomorrow."

  Xuanyuan Wei waved goodbye and smiled, saying "See you at school tomorrow."

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