Starting from the pursuit of talented girls

Chapter 309: Then don’t you love me?

"The light rain in the sky is as moist as cake."

Li Zhimeng lay on Wang Ge's back, shaking his head and chanting a poem, "The color of grass looks far away but is not there close by."

"Where's the back?"

Wang Ge asked casually.

"Uh……"

Li Zhimeng scratched his head and thought for a few seconds, then said decisively, "The lotus leaves in the sky are infinitely green, and the lotus flowers in the sun are exceptionally red!"

"The last...are these two sentences?"

Wang Ge asked doubtfully.

"Definitely."

"what?"

Li Zhimeng tilted his little head, "You know me so well, brother?"

"Fortunately."

"Good good."

Wang Ge said, "It's not that difficult to get to know you. After all, your personality is quite unique."

Li Zhimeng was a little surprised, "How did you know?"

Wang Ge said casually, "Besides, putting your favorite poems together seems like something you can do."

"I originally set my heart towards the bright moon. When will the bright moon shine back on me? That's it! I don't have the heart to leave or stay, and I can sigh and worry again. If you are successful in life, you must have all the joy. Don't wait for it. When you are young, your head will be empty. mournful."

"Eh?"

He smiled and said, "If I hadn't remembered this poem, I would have been fooled by you."

Li Zhimeng cleared his throat, "The high autumn wind roared in August, and I said that autumn is better than spring; outside the long pavilion, beside the ancient road, a row of egrets climbed into the blue sky; outside the small xuan window, the young man was dressing up, and the young man had his own youthful madness; looking up to the sky When you go out with a smile, you come back and rely on yourself to sigh; when you are dying of illness, you sit up in shock and soar ninety thousand miles away..."

"And more, the last sentence!"

Wang Ge: "...6."

"These poems are very similar to your style."

Wang Ge: "..."

"Are you doubting me? Huh? It seems it's time to show you my huge poetry reserve!"

Li Zhimeng seemed to be more interested, shaking his little head and continuing to recite:

Li Zhimeng looked very confident, "How could I make a mistake?"

Listening to this jumbled poem, Wang Ge's heart moved slightly.

He smiled and asked: "Did you put your favorite poems together?"

After memorizing all the random stuff, Li Zhimeng raised her chin proudly, "How about it? My poetry reserve, are you shocked?"

"Is this a compliment to me?"

"of course."

"hey-hey……"

Li Zhimeng smiled happily, then shook his little head and said, "When I was a teenager, I imagined that when I was in my twenties, I would have long hair, big waves, high heels, and would walk like a baby. She has a "da da da" voice, is intellectually elegant, gentle and firm, confident and calm, a big sister who is difficult to approach and has a sense of distance.

But now that I am in my twenties, I like to eat ice cream and eat a lot of sweet things. When I see two sticks of starch sausage for five yuan, I can’t help but buy two sticks to eat. When I am happy, I will jump up and down. He will go crazy everywhere and run around the world with a hot head. "

"what."

Wang Ge teased, "This should be considered a shattered fantasy, right?"

"Maybe not, but it doesn't matter."

She waved her hand, raised her chin, and said proudly, "I'm cuter in my twenties than I was in my teens. I love myself so much."

Wang Geshun added, "I love you too."

"what?"

Li Zhimeng was stunned, and his face turned red visibly, "You, what are you talking about."

The atmosphere suddenly became strange.

Wang Ge himself was confused.

No, bro, are you out of your mind? Are you saying this? Can’t speak louder than the brain?

He cursed himself mentally.

Fortunately, the brain has not shut down and is still running at high speed.

So he hurriedly explained: "I mean, I love myself too, yes, that's what I mean, not what you think."

"Yes, is that so?"

Li Zhimeng's face turned red, but fortunately she was lying on Wang Ge's back, so Wang Ge couldn't see her.

"That's it!" Wang Ge affirmed.

"That, that, that, that..."

Then you don't love me?

Li Zhimeng hesitated for a few seconds, but still did not ask the question, and whispered, "You scared me."

Wang Ge coughed and explained, "You know, I'm not in a good state of mind. Sometimes my mouth doesn't listen to me and I talk nonsense."

"That's it."

Li Zhimeng nodded, seemed to remember something, and asked, "By the way, brother, why did you get this strange disease?"

"Uh, this..."

Wang Ge hesitated for a few seconds.

He was thinking of making up a good reason.

You can’t say it’s because of time travel, right?

"Ah, I won't say it if it's not convenient for me to say it."

Li Zhimeng said thoughtfully, "It's okay."

"Harm is not a big deal."

Wang Ge shook his head, "I matured too early when I was a child. I felt that my peers were too naive and I couldn't play with them anymore. But my parents thought that I was a little brat and that it was not normal for me to be so mature. They even sent me to a psychiatrist... I didn’t want them to worry, so I just pretended to be as childish as my peers. I kept pretending for so many years, and then I developed this mental illness when I reached a truly mature age.”

"That's it."

Li Zhimeng tilted his head, "Is there no way to cure it?"

"Not found yet."

Wang Ge said.

In fact, there is. His system previously sent him a task, and the reward for completing the task can cure mental illness.

However, he chose to give up that mission at that time.

"Then you are now..."

Li Zhimeng asked in a low voice, "Are you sick again?"

Yes, I'm sick again and I really need your help to heal me...

This sentence was on his lips and he was about to say it, but Wang Ge swallowed it hard and said, "Not yet."

Hearing this, Li Zhimeng's eyes dimmed slightly, then he shook his head again, his face turned slightly red and said, "Humph, even if you get sick again, I won't be able to treat you again."

"Why? Does the great God Weaver want to die without saving his life?"

"If you try to save me, I'll get caught in it myself..." Li Zhimeng muttered softly.

"What did you say?"

Wang Ge didn't hear clearly.

"I said you can't die anyway."

Li Zhimeng leaned close to his ear and said loudly, "If you want to die, go to Sister Yan and Yan Yanzi to treat you!"

Wang Ge shook his head and laughed.

Then he remembered something and asked, "By the way, I haven't asked you yet, how do you know that method can cure my disease?"

Hearing Wang Ge say "that method", Li Zhimeng blushed, and then hummed, "I guessed it."

"Guess?"

"correct."

Li Zhimeng blushed and said, "Because these days, I find that the way you look at me is a bit similar to the way you look at Sister Yan and Yan Yanzi."

"what?"

Wang Ge didn't understand, "What do you mean?"

"That's right, I told you a long time ago that the eyes of adults and the eyes of children are different. The eyes of adults are cloudy, and the eyes of children are clear. But most of the time, brother, your eyes are somewhere in between. Something in between.”

"and then?"

"Then, when Sister Yan and Yan Yanzi are by your side, your eyes will be very clear and innocent, more like a child than a child. In this state, you will hardly get sick, and you will That is to say, they can effectively suppress your disease.”

Li Zhimeng explained, "When you were with me these days, your eyes were very clear and innocent, so I thought, since Sister Yan and the others can effectively suppress your condition, I should be able to do the same."

"So...you just gave it a try?"

"correct."

Li Zhimeng pretended not to care and said, "It turns out that my guess was right. It is indeed possible."

Wang Ge: "..."

PS: Happy New Year’s Eve everyone! Happy New Year! I wish you all a happy day~

(End of this chapter)