The next day was Monday. In the morning, little classmate Marcus Tong had difficulty getting up. Sebastian Zhuo called him for a long time, and finally he sat up. His eyes were still closed, and he did not respond even when a toothbrush was stuffed in his mouth. He leaned in Sebastian Zhuo's arms, his hands and feet were weak, and he was dozing off.
"Hmm..." Snow was still falling outside, and the temperature was only getting lower and lower. Sebastian Zhuo put his arm around Marcus Tong's shoulders and thought deeply.
"You need to wear more clothes today, two pairs of long johns or one pair of fleece pants, your choice." Sebastian Zhuo said.
Marcus Tong's eyes widened immediately, and he expressed disbelief with his expression: "!"
Sebastian Zhuo put the toothbrush in his mouth straight: "Wash first."
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