Qiu Qing'an walked to the school supermarket with the jar. He bent over and checked rows on the shelves. Finally, he found the same candy.

He took it out and put it in his hand to look at it for a few seconds. When he was about to check out, his movements stopped again.

Forget it, what he likes to eat is not this candy, but the candy she bought for him.

Qiu Qing'an looked silent, and in a moment, he put the glass jar in his hand back.

The next morning, when Heyue ran away, she saw Qiu Qing'an still had the weak and pale face, and she couldn't help but walk over: "Have I bought you the candy?"

He was silent for a moment and replied softly: "I forgot to bring it."

"…..." He Yue looked like he had no choice but to do anything about him, then shook his head and took out a pink and white milk candy from his pocket.

"Here, I'll bring it."

Qiu Qing lowered her eyes, her hands that reached in front of her were fair and petite, with a little flesh in her palm, and she looked very soft.

On it, there was a familiar milk candy.

He was quiet for a while, then gently picked up the candy from her palm and whispered, "Thank you."

"It's okay, you can eat quickly."

"Yes." He peeled off the candy paper, and the same smell as yesterday filled his mouth, and it seemed to be a little more sweet.

Let him spread from the tip of his tongue to his heart.

Jiang Fang was a little scared recently because when he went to Qiu Qing'an's desk to flip a pen, he actually saw the glass jar in the corner of his desk.

Unlike last time, the inside is actually full of candy paper!

His hands shaking with the can on the spot.

It turns out that Brother An likes to eat this candy so much that he not only keeps the jar, but also doesn’t want to throw away the candy paper! They really won over what they love last time!

He felt guilty and ashamed, he immediately summoned his brothers in private to tell everyone about this major discovery.

As soon as Jiang Haojie finished hearing this, he immediately took the homework paper in his hand and slapped his head, whispering while slapping.

"Isn't you telling you not to turn over An Ge's things!"

"You don't listen! You don't listen! You won't change after repeated instruction!"

Jiang Fang hugged his head and explained: "No! I just went to find a pen! Didn't I just take it casually before?"

After he cried, he felt quite aggrieved and felt that he had been scolded recently.

"Can you compare now with the past?" Jiang Haojie blurted out without thinking, Jiang Fang was stunned, his face full of confusion.

“Is there anything different now than before?”

"Just..." Jiang Haojie was also stumped. He couldn't say all his little thoughts about Brother An, otherwise the next one would die would be himself.

Then, he waved his hand in a mysterious way and lowered his voice: "I told you not to touch it randomly, just don't touch it. Men always have some little secrets of their own."

"Oh..." Jiang Fang responded aggrievedly, not understanding.

"By the way." He remembered the purpose of this gathering again and tentatively said: "Would we raise some money to buy two cans of candy for An Ge again? He is so pitiful! He can't even bear to throw away the candy paper!"

Jiang Haojie: “…………”

"What people can't bear to throw away is not candy paper, it is love! Do you understand love? Idiot!"

“???”

Jiang Fang was confused there. Seeing Jiang Haojie cursing, he pulled up his sleeves and wiped the glass jar, sighed, wiped it carefully and shiny, and then carefully put it back to its original place.

"Don't blame me for not telling you, brother." Jiang Haojie leaned closer and said softly: "You can touch anything, you can't touch this jar, do you know?!"

"Ah..." Jiang Fang looked confused and nodded in confusion.

"I understand, brother."

In May, the weather is getting hotter and the afternoon is even more suffocating. It seems that you can feel the scent of summer coming quietly.

Jiang Haojie and the others have recently turned over. The closer they are to the college entrance examination, the stricter they are in charge. They are basically not allowed to leave school except for holidays.

I was afraid that these people would go to fight and be caught in if they accidentally did.

Of course, Jiang Haojie couldn't help it. He wanted to go out for a meal. He heard that a new small restaurant was opened next to the school, and the taste was amazing.

After being encouraged by him, the boys were ready to move. They had never done anything like climbing the wall. They had a familiar way to find the old place, and they opened the grass and placed the bricks neatly underneath.

Qiu Qing'an was naturally pulled up. He was just taken out for lunch at noon, but who knew that as soon as he entered the school gate, he saw Liu An sitting in the security room, staring at them expressionlessly.

The end result was that all of these people were punished to run to the playground for ten laps and clean the toilet for a week.

At noon, the sun was as hot as fire. On the big lawn, four or five boys walked heavy steps around the track, struggling weakly.

Zhou Mi held a glass of iced sour plum juice and stood with Heyue on the balcony outside the classroom, looking at the playground, squinting her eyes.

"After running this time, Jiang Haojie will probably lose three pounds."

"It's too hot." He Yue was a little worried.

"It's probably going to rain again in a few days, so it's so boring."

Before class, a group of people came back exhausted, like eggplants made from frost, so tired that they couldn't even speak.

The school uniform T-shirts were already sweaty.

As soon as Jiang Haojie came back, he headed straight to the classroom, slumped in his seat, his eyes were unconscious, as if his soul was out of his body.

Qiu Qing'an was the last one, probably because he had just washed his face with cold water. His hair and face were still covered with water droplets, and he was slightly gasping and looked very tired.

"Are you okay?" He Yue handed over the bottle of water in his hand, Qiu Qing'an unscrewed it, raised his head and took a few sips.

"It's okay." He leaned lazily on the balcony and blew the air.

"Wipe." He Yue took out a pack of paper for him, and Qiu Qing'an took it and wiped it casually.

"Oh by the way, I'll give this to you." He seemed to remember something and took out something from his pocket and gave it to her.

He Yue looked down and saw that it was a very popular dessert recently, similar to pudding, made into the shape of a little rabbit, lying there white and fat, packing it in a transparent box.

The new products launched by the dessert shop that I like to visit are limited to the quantity of the product every day, and are often snatched up in the morning.

Whenever the girls in the class buy one, they will share your mouthfuls with me and gather together to taste it like treasures.

Zhou Mi has also bought it twice, and Tongheyue is reluctant to eat it because her look is so cute.

The two of them sighed, then looked at each other for a few seconds, took out a spoon, and finished the meal in less than a minute.

He Yue stared at the little rabbit in Qiu Qing'an's hand and smiled down.

"Thank you." She thanked softly, took it from his palm and held it in her hand.

Her fingertips accidentally touched him, and Qiu Qing'an felt itchy. He put his hand away and placed it beside him, curling his fingers unconsciously.

During the two afternoon classes, Qiu Qing'an was sleeping all the time. Cheng Fei was a study committee member and came to collect the test papers after class. Seeing his appearance, he couldn't help but mutter to Jiang Haojie next to him.

"Is he okay?" She reached out and pointed at Qiu Qing'an who was lying on the table and asked. Jiang Haojie was playing games. He took the time to look at Qiu Qing'an and replied casually.

"It's okay, I guess I'm tired of running laps at noon."

"Really?" Cheng Fei was suspicious and was about to say something. Qiu Qing'an seemed to be awakened by the noise. He sat up slowly and leaned listlessly on the chair.

He rubbed his eyebrows, raised his eyes, and glanced at Cheng Fei with an expressionless face.

"Are you okay?" Cheng Fei saw that he woke up and asked again. Qiu Qing'an Wang didn't hear that. After a long time, he shook his head.

"It's okay." His voice was rustling, and his expression had just woken up. Even though he looked a little impatient, it still made people's hearts pound.

Cheng Fei secretly suppressed his emotions and cared for him warmly: "It was very hot at noon today. You were still running under the sun. I guess it was a bit heatstroke. I have Huoxiang Zhengqi Water there. Do you want to give you a bottle?"

"Hey." Before Qiu Qing'an could speak, Jiang Haojie couldn't help but speak, "I ran away, why didn't you see me, ask me if I want it?"

"Aren't you jumping around now?" Cheng Fei blushed slightly and secretly went to see Qiu Qing'an.

"I asked Qiu Qing'an because I felt uncomfortable when I saw him."

"No need, thank you." Qiu Qing'an spoke without thinking, but Cheng Fei showed disappointment, but still left reluctantly.

"Okay, if you still feel uncomfortable, remember to ask me."

"Yeah." He agreed perfunctorily.

He was still a little unable to wake up. Qiu Qing left for a while, then lowered his head and lowered his body, touched the table with his forehead, closed his eyes and took a nap.

There was a little trouble in the classroom, and Qiu Qing'an automatically blocked the outside world. I don't know how long it took, but another question came from his ears.

"He is not awake yet?" He Yue came back from Liu An's office and entered through the back door. He saw Qiu Qing'an who was still sleeping at first sight. He couldn't help but walk over.

Before Jiang Haojie could answer, he saw Qiu Qing'an immediately raised his head and looked at Heyue.

"Why have you slept for so long?" she frowned and asked, "Didn't you sleep well last night?"

"Or what's wrong?"

Qiu Qing'an was silent for a while, his eyes floated for two seconds, and then his dark eyes turned back, staring at He Yue, and slowly said: "I seem to have heatstroke..."

Jiang Haojie stopped playing games on the side: "……………………”

"Really?" He Yue immediately spoke worriedly, and couldn't help but reach out and touch his forehead.
To be continued...