I'm pretending to be a fairy in kindergarten

In the pink-walled girl's bedroom, Fang Meng lay weakly on the bed.

With her eyes half-open, she stared at the figure sitting by the bed. This figure seemed to be the boy she had been thinking about lately, but she wasn't quite sure.

Since this is definitely at home, would he come to visit me at my own home?
"Lin Zhengran? Is that you? I'm not mistaken, am I?"

"You're not mistaken, it really is me. How do you feel?"

After Fang Meng saw the other person's face clearly, a smile unconsciously appeared on her lips. He was still so handsome: "I feel fine, except for being a little cold, having a headache, a hoarse voice, and feeling weak. Everything else is fine, just some common symptoms."

"The description is very accurate."

"Why are you at my house? Did you come to see me?"

"Of course! As soon as your aunt told me you were sick and had a fever, I rushed over. You're usually very healthy, what happened this time?"

Fang Meng slowly shook her head, but her eyes remained fixed on someone: "I don't know either. I haven't even left the house much during this period, and I haven't done any work, but I inexplicably got sick. Logically speaking, this shouldn't be the case."

Lin Zhengran touched Fang Meng's forehead, which was covered in cold sweat, with a puzzled hand:

"You haven't left the house recently? I just checked your pulse, and it's very weak. It's obvious that you've been overworked lately. Although the flu is more contagious during the Lunar New Year, how could this happen if you haven't left the house? What have you been doing at home for the past two weeks?"

Fang Meng wanted to feel the warmth of Lin Zhengran's hand on her forehead, but because of her illness, she couldn't feel anything.

I just felt that he was very close to me.

She stared at Lin Zhengran and said to herself, "I really didn't do anything. Every day I just check if you've sent me a message in the morning, at lunchtime, before bed, and in the early morning or late at night. That's all."

Lin Zhengran: "???"

He discovered the blind spot: "Is it like this every day?"

"Ah."

Lin Zhengran: "So you don't sleep?"

"Can't sleep."

Lin Zhengran was embarrassed: "Now I know how you got sick." He said seriously: "How can this be? Who can stand not sleeping every day? You're not Superman."

She liked the feeling of being scolded by him, and blushed as she whispered, "But I...I miss you...I'm waiting for you to message me."

Lin Zhengran stared blankly at Fang Meng's weak appearance for a moment, then withdrew his hand.

Fang Meng clearly wanted to hold Lin Zhengran's hand, but she only raised her hand slightly before giving up. She didn't dare to hold it, nor did she have the strength to do so.

"Are you leaving now?" she asked reluctantly.

"I just arrived, I'm definitely not leaving."

Fang Meng breathed a sigh of relief, then hurriedly asked:

"You scared me to death! I thought you were going to leave when you pulled your hand back. What have you been doing for the past two weeks? You haven't sent me any messages. I haven't received a single one from you. I thought my phone was broken or there was a bug in WeChat. I went to the phone repair shop three times in the past two weeks, but the owner said it wasn't broken and that I was just messing with her. She's ignoring me now."

Lin Zhengran grinned. Fang Meng doesn't usually joke around much, and she's somewhat similar to Jiang Qian.

Especially now that he's sick, it's clear that what he said is true.

It's understandable that the boss ignores it.

"I went to the south with He Qing and Wenwen. I accompanied them back to their hometown for the Spring Festival. We just got back today."

Fang Meng looked at Lin Zhengran, then suddenly realized, "Oh, I see... So what does this have to do with not sending me messages?" "Hmm?"

Fang Meng slowly puffed out one cheek, making her already pale face look even more pitiful, as if she were both jealous and questioning someone.
"What does it have to do with you going home with them and not sending me a message? Even if you like them, you could at least send me a message before the New Year, right? Didn't we say we'd be together during the New Year? Didn't you say you like me too?"

But you completely ignored me. I thought you'd forgotten about me. I was waiting at home every day for you to invite me out on a date.

She continued, her voice filled with grievance, as if pouring beans from a bamboo tube:

“I’m afraid to go out every day, afraid that you might suddenly contact me and I’ll miss you because of other things. So I’ve turned down everything during this time and have been waiting for you. I didn’t even go to work when Qianqian asked me to, but you haven’t contacted me at all. You bad man.”

Fang Meng would never normally talk to Lin Zhengran like that, because she is also timid when in love.

Even though she missed him so much, she never dared to send him a message. It was only because she was sick and her mind couldn't be as calm as usual that she dared not even think about saying such a thing.

Let alone saying it out loud.

"Do you not want to be with me anymore? Have you changed your mind?" Her expressions were subtle and her emotions were changeable.

When Lin Zhengran saw her holding her hand like that, Fang Meng felt the touch of that hand and even trembled slightly.

Her palms were slightly curled up, and she looked at Lin Zhengran like a kitten.

He took my hand...
Lin Zhengran smiled and comforted him:

"How could I go back on my word? It's not like I suddenly started liking you and then stopped. It's just that there were a lot of things to do before the New Year. I was thinking that after we finished these things, we could be together after the New Year and spend more time together after the New Year. Otherwise, I won't be able to come back before the New Year, and if I send you messages while I'm with He Qingwen, wouldn't that disrupt your life? It would make it difficult for you to enjoy both of them."

"Lin Zhengran, ever since I met you, you have disrupted my life. I don't know when it started, but I think about you almost every day. It's just that Qianqian and Miss both like you, so I can't show it."

"You did quite a bit of it; you even kissed me when I graduated from high school."

Fang Meng said blankly, "Really? I forgot..."

Lin Zhengran retorted, "You can forget this?"

Fang Meng blushed: "Just kidding, how could I forget?"

They both laughed. Lin Zhengran took her hand, and Fang Meng, mustering her courage, paused for a moment and then quietly turned her hand over to hold his.

He said, "Then let me ask you, if you miss me, why don't you message me first?" Lin Zhengran took out his phone and checked to make sure the other party hadn't messaged him: "My phone can't be broken too, can it?"

Fang Meng looked shyly to the side upon hearing this: "I don't dare to text you. I... Think about it, even Qianqian didn't dare to text you when she wasn't with you. How much more daring am I than Qianqian? I don't dare either. I'm very timid."

"Really?" Lin Zhengran put down his phone. "Speaking of being timid, it suddenly reminds me of the gym storage room in high school. You were afraid of mice, weren't you?"

Fang Meng's face turned pale again upon hearing this: "Why bring up rats at a time like this? It gives me goosebumps."

"Such an exaggeration."

"Yeah, I used to be most afraid of mice."

"before?"

"What I fear most right now is that you don't like me."

Lin Zhengran and Fang Meng looked at each other again, remaining silent.

He conjured a pill from his pocket on the spot, and because Fang Meng couldn't see the spiritual energy, she would only assume that he had brought it with him beforehand.

He took out a black pill: "Here, eat this, and you'll be cured." (End of Chapter)