After New Year's Day, Sheng Tang went to school as usual.
Sun Xiaojun was wrapped up like a ball, wearing a mask and hat, looking increasingly emaciated.
He still insisted on attending school because the school promised him subsidies and even additional rewards if he made it to college.
He still hadn't found his biological mother.
The bone marrow donation couldn't proceed, so he was undergoing conservative treatment while waiting.
He met Sheng Tang in the hallway outside the classroom.
"...It's so cold, and you still come to class?" Sheng Tang looked at him with concern. "Aren't you resting in the dormitory?"
Sun Xiaojun had leukemia and was very susceptible to bacterial infections, so the school specially provided him with a single-person dormitory.
Of course, blending into the overcrowded, poorly ventilated classroom every day made any kind of isolation futile.
He wore a mask all day long.
