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Female: "The bell of 2223 is about to ring."

……

The two hosts are both majors in broadcasting and hosting, with a background in majors, and they are impeccable in both tone and typhoon.

Yang Xue looked at their figures, a little fuzzy, but it doesn't matter, the first program of the party is the awards, she can survive without any stage accidents.

"Excellence in character and learning is for Shuangyu. Then, who are the first batch of students who have won the Shuangyu Fund? Let us announce the list of personnel."

"The first one is He Caiyi from the Department of Economics and Management. She is not only among the best in grades, but also loves literary creation. She has published articles in Jiangzhou Daily and has her own unique insights on current affairs..."

"Next, we will invite one of the founders of Shuangyu Fund, our outstanding alumnus, Senior Sister Yang Xue, to present her with a medal!"

The audience burst into applause.

Under the guidance of the staff, Yang Xue walked from the side to the center of the stage, picked up the medal from Miss Etiquette, and put it on the chest of the girl named He Caiyi.

"Study hard and be a useful person in the future." Yang Xue patted her on the shoulder.

He Caiyi bowed deeply: "Thank you senior sister!"

Yang Xue smiled at her, and the two stood together, and the staff took a group photo.

After the process was over, Yang Xue walked off the stage slowly.

The whole process was so natural that no one could tell she was sick.

She returned to her seat, and Zhang Shijia bent over from the side.

"Junior Sister Yang, are you okay?"

Yang Xue nodded: "I'm fine, senior brother, go get busy if you have something to do, don't worry about me."

Seeing that Yang Xue's mental state was indeed better, Zhang Shijia didn't doubt that he was there, so he returned to the backstage.

Yang Xue was actually a little dizzy, but she didn't leave immediately. She wanted to listen to the song "The Wind Rises". It is said that there will be students from the music department singing this song at the party.

The award ceremony was not too long, a total of 10 students won the title of 'Double Jade'.

The most important thing is done, and the next step is the much-anticipated cultural performance.

Jiangzhou University is a national key point. Those who can be admitted to this school are top students from various schools. They not only study well, but also are proficient in various talents.

The first program was a martial arts performance by a software engineering student.

Holding a sword in his hand, he ignited the audience with several consecutive somersaults.

Yang Xue also applauded.

Before I knew it, it was already eight o'clock in the evening.

The song she wanted to hear hadn't started yet, but Yang Xue was already feeling a little tired.

In order not to cause trouble to others, she left the auditorium alone, wanting to go home and rest.

As soon as he walked out of the auditorium gate, a cold wind blew in his face.

She wrapped her windbreaker tightly, but still felt dizzy.

No, it looks like I have to go to the infirmary first.

She was weak since she was a child, and she went to the infirmary many times when she was in college, so she is very familiar with this road.

"Doctor, I'm sorry, I'm a little dizzy—" Yang Xue panted against the door frame.

The doctor on duty was an old woman in her 50s, she looked very kind, and she was reading a book with reading glasses.

Seeing someone coming, she quickly took off her glasses and stepped forward to help: "Oh, girl, slow down, let's take your temperature first."

Clamping the cold thermometer under her arm, Yang Xue couldn't help shivering.

"37 degrees three, a low fever." The old woman looked at the thermometer carefully, "I have to give you an IV, girl, are you a student or a teacher at this school? Do you have a campus card?"

"Yes, the school gave me a lifetime card."

"Then there's no problem, just wait a moment, eh? Where's my pliers..."

Ten minutes later, Yang Xue was lying on the hospital bed in the back room of the infirmary, watching the doctor insert the needle into the back of her hand.

"Girl, you are too thin. I have to slow down for you. It will take about an hour and a half. You can rest here for a while. If you feel uncomfortable, call me. I will be on duty in the outside room."

"Okay, thank you, Dr. Huang."

"you know me?"

"When I was in school here, I often had hypoglycemia, and it was you who took care of me."

"It turns out that's the case. No wonder I see you familiar. All right, girl, go to sleep. I'll call you when the time is up."

"it is good."

The distance between the school infirmary and the auditorium is not too far. Yang Xue lay on the bed and could occasionally hear music and cheers from the auditorium.

She picked up her phone and looked through it. She forgot to charge it last night, and after using it for another day today, there is only 5.00% of the battery left. She glanced at the time for the last time and simply turned it off.

She leaned against the head of the bed and listened quietly to the sounds outside.

It's the New Year's Eve, and I didn't know that the square was showing fireworks. Occasionally, some students walked by outside and laughed happily.

A piece of peace.

Yang Xue slowly closed her eyes.

The melody of that song rang in her head again.

……

Yang Xue didn't know how long she had been asleep, but in a daze, a familiar voice came.

"Doctor, how is she?"

"I have a fever, but I'm fine. Take a drip and sleep, and you should get better soon."

"Oh, thank you."

Feeling the slightly cool back of her hand against her forehead, Yang Xue snorted slightly.

She opened her eyes with difficulty, but found that her eyes could not be focused, and she could not see the appearance of the person in front of her clearly.

She is very uncomfortable.

"Dr. Yang Da, it seems that you can't do without me. It's only been a while, and you've made yourself like this."

Although he couldn't see his face clearly, Yang Xue knew that it was his voice.

He is back?

Or, is this a dream again?

If it was really a dream, she hoped she would not wake up.

"How about it, are you thirsty, may I pour you some water?"

"I want to drink jasmine tea..."

"They're all sick like this, and they still drink that stuff."

"My mouth...bitter..."

"Okay, okay, wait, I'll get you something to drink."

"do not……"

Yang Xue held his hand with difficulty, afraid that he would never come back after leaving, just like those dreams she had before.

"Hey, take a good rest. I'll come back as soon as I go. Be obedient."

Yang Xue felt a burst of warmth on the back of her hand.

He kissed her.

The numb feeling spread from the back of the hand to the whole body.

She was immersed in this great sense of happiness and fell asleep again.

When Yang Xue opened her eyes again, it was already 09:30.

She glanced at the wall clock on the wall and rubbed her temple with one hand.

Although the sleep time was not long, under the effect of the medicine, she slept well and recovered a lot.

Thinking of the dream she just had, she shook her head.

This dream is so real, if it was in the past, she would definitely take it seriously.

But reality is always cold.

She was still alone in the room at this moment.

The needles in his hands have been removed and white tape is attached.

She flexed her shoulders, put on her shoes, and prepared to leave.

Then something felt wrong.

The windbreaker that she took off casually before the IV drip was neatly folded aside, with her bag and mobile phone on top.

Dr. Huang generally does not tamper with students' personal belongings.

Has anyone been here?

She looked towards the head of the bed.

In the next second, my heart was pounding.

There is a glass of water in there.

She touched it carefully, but it was still warm.

thump!thump!

She could clearly hear her own heartbeat.

Wasn't that just a dream?

is he back

But why is he not there?

"Zhang Jue!"

She tried to call out, but no one answered.

Dr. Huang, who was on duty outside, heard the movement and opened the door to glance at her.

"Girl, are you awake? Are you feeling better?"

"Well, I'm much better Dr. Huang, did someone visit me just now?"

"Ah, yes, there is one wearing a black windbreaker..."

"Thank you!"

"Eh?"

Doctor Huang was taken aback for a moment, Yang Xue had already run far away.

"This child..."

Dr. Huang shook his head, she hasn't finished yet.

……

Hearing from Dr. Huang that someone was indeed coming, Yang Xue rushed out of the infirmary without caring about anything else.

Must be him!

He is back!

Yang Xue was running around the huge campus.

"Zhang Jue! Where are you!"

She didn't care about her image and shouted loudly.

Occasionally, students who pass by can't help but look sideways.

It was almost ten o'clock, and after nearly three hours of performance, the atmosphere in the school auditorium had reached its climax.