During the first winter when he came to Jishan, Jiang Che was blown away by the strong northwest wind and fell seriously ill.
Jishan is considered to be a large northern country. When winter and spring come, it feels like being abandoned by the heat of the whole world. Friends from the south who have just arrived are unprepared. How can they withstand such strong winds?
When he was paralyzed on the bed and unconscious, his deskmate who was also a neighbor broke open the door of his house. He vaguely saw a figure passing by, and his school uniform was blown haphazardly on his body by the wind.
The figure at the door was so majestic that he didn't even bother to breathe: "I'm back! Go to the hospital."
The God of Death will come to pick me up in person? What are you going to the hospital for? Jiang Che has already hallucinated.
When I opened my eyes again, the top of my head was completely white, and I was lying in the ward, drawing water. The deskmate was coming in from the ward with a thermos pot in his left hand, a basin in his right hand, and a towel hanging around his neck.
"Hey! Ancestor, you are finally awake. Do you still recognize me? Come on, let me see, are you feeling stupid?"
The winter since then——
Jiang Che: The winter in the north is so cold. You won't get sick if you get into his arms.
Yi Siyu nuzzled the person in his arms: Well, it should have been like this.
"Is this a sequelae..." As soon as winter comes, Jiang Che can't help but want to get close to someone. Jiang Che has reason to suspect that the illness was not cured last time.
"It doesn't count. Everyone likes to go with the wind. Since you choose to go against the wind, then I will stand in front and help you break the wind."
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One is a southerner who was born in early winter in the north, and the other is a northerner who was born in late winter in the south.
Destiny is always weird, and people and things are all unexpected.
Any choice is destined.
Intention: love