2 02 Angel offer (1/2)
”Zhou, shut your nose”
”You're the one who shut up”
The next day, it was Zhou who caught the cold.
Classmate, rather than a bad friend, Akazawaki (whenever) pointed out, Zhou failed in his attempt to snort with Hung.
Instead, I don't have to breathe my nose, and my nose is ringing in a way that there is a water sound.
He was in the worst shape and complained of stiffness and pain from the back of his head, whether it was because of his stuck nose or the cold itself.
Although I have taken over-the-counter medicines at once, there is no reason why the symptoms can be completely suppressed.
Uh, and around his nostrils distorting his face and getting along with tissues, the tree turned a windy gaze rather than worried.
You were fine until yesterday.
”Wet in the rain”
”Don Mai. Didn't you have an umbrella yesterday?”
”... I gave it to people”
I gave it to the boulder at midday at school, I can't say, and it clouds vaguely.
By the way, the person at midday felt a little like I saw him at school. He didn't look too pale and looked fine, so the only situation I had to catch a cold and laugh was when I gave him my umbrella.
Well, I deserve it because it didn't warm up in the bath well.
”It was raining like that, and I'm gonna lend it to you, or are you too popular?
”Shit, I gave it to you.”
”Who did you give it to until you took the risk of catching a cold?”
”... a passing lost child?
Though he has a good figure to say a child. I mean, I'm the same age in the first place.
(... oh yeah, he looked like he was lost)
I said it myself, and it finally snuggled.
That midday look looked just like when a lost child was looking for a parent.
”Oh, sweet.”
I don't know Zhou's mood remembering yesterday at midday, and the tree laughed teasingly.
”But, well, whatever you lent me an umbrella, you duly wiped your body afterwards. I think that's what caused it.”
”... how do you know that?”
”I'll know what's wrong with you when you get there.”
That's why you catch a cold, Barca, and he trivializes, and Zhou just has to hold his mouth.
Tree is right, Zhou basically doesn't pay much attention to himself.
More importantly, I don't like being organized and the rooms are messed up, and what I eat is convenience store lunches or nutritional supplements, or eating out.
I used to tell you that I would live alone, enough to be stunned by a tree.
If you look at life like that from a tree, you can also nod that Zhou spends the proper amount of time catching a cold.
”You just go home today and get some rest. It's Saturday and Sunday, and I want you to heal it.”
”I will...”
”I wish she'd at least been there to see me.”
”Ugh. Shut the fuck up with her.”
On a tree that loosened her lips a little proudly, Zhou was asexually angry and put on the back of her hand with her own box tissue.
Over time, my health was on the way to deterioration.
The symptoms of the cold, which was only needed for headaches and runny nose, dominated the body by keeping company until sore throat and tiredness.
Though I hurried down the road without even shaking my side after school, my body seems to be losing a cold more than I thought, and it was a slow step.