air conditioner back to normal temperature. After washing, he sat aside a little top-heavy, his palms and forehead were obviously hot, and the nerves in his temples throbbed from time to time. Hearing the knock on the door, he picked up his schoolbag and opened the door, and exchanged a glance with the tall, handsome boy at the door. Yan Ci looked at his pale face, "Did you sleep well?" Xia Zhinian ignored him, cleared his throat, and tried his best to cover up the hoarse voice, "Class is about to start, let's go." Yan Ci turned his eyes around him, a little puzzled that the young man didn't run away. I didn't choose to do my homework, and my handwriting was obviously problematic. At this time, if I want to avoid it, pretending to be sick and hiding for a few days is the best way. Di

