Yan Hua Keqi

Chapter 86

This time, there was no little bun to disturb her, so Yan Hua woke up naturally, and then found that she had time-traveled again, so she got up naturally.But when I got up, I felt my head was a little dizzy, and I touched my forehead, I don't know if it was my illusion, it seemed a little hot, like feeling sick.

Yan Hua shook her head to get rid of the dizziness, jumped out of bed with her pajamas that were too wide, and first tried to open the third drawer on the left side of the closet, only to find that the clothes she wore last time had been washed and folded and placed in the drawer inside.

Yan Hua took out the skirt she wore last time, put it on her back, and took out a small green frog folded from post-it notes from the pocket of the skirt.After carefully opening the little frog, there was still a message written to her by her future self on it, answering the question she asked last time.

The question she asked last time was to ask her future self that Mao would marry Qi Ze - this is the most important thing.

The answer on this piece of paper is: After graduating from college, get married on a blind date.

Yan Hua: =mouth=!

What the hell, it turned out that after graduating from university, two people who were not considered leftover men and women went on a blind date and got married?How anxious is your future self?Or was it her mother who did the blind date?There is no need to doubt, Yan Hua felt that her mother would definitely be able to do this kind of thing.

Yan Hua's brain was wide open in an instant. Could it be that she saw the person she introduced at that time so happened to be a former high school classmate, so she tried dating, and then got married when she felt that the conditions were good?
It's that simple?Continue to embarrass one!
Then Yan Hua got tangled up again. Since she and Qi Ze didn't meet each other in high school, not only did they often hang out together now, they even formed a study group. What's the point of meeting every other day?
However, if she hadn't time-traveled and didn't know that she would marry Qi Ze in the future, she could be quite sure that even if she met Qi Ze every day, she probably wouldn't have any thoughts, wouldn't pay special attention to Qi Ze, and even Because of his bad attitude, he stayed away from him, and never thought that he would have any intersection with this person in the future.

Yan Hua suddenly understood again. Come to think of it, she and Qi Ze really didn't have any special relationship when they were in high school, they were just simple classmates.

As for graduating from college, blind dates and marriages—why does Mao always feel so embarrassing?Blind date or something, it really is a big killer!
It's so tangled, if the future is like this, maybe she shouldn't pay so much attention to Qi Ze at this time...

While Yan Hua was staring at the note in a daze, the bedroom door opened, and a slender and handsome man walked in.

"Ahua, you..." His voice stopped abruptly, because he discovered that his original wife had shrunk and turned into a 17-year-old.However, he wasn't too surprised, and even changed his tone very naturally, saying, "A Hua has a fever and is resting at home today, how do you feel now?"

After what he said, Yan Hua felt dizzy even more. It turned out that he was sick, not his own illusion.

"A little dizzy." Yan Hua subconsciously stuffed the note back into his pocket, and answered his question honestly.

The man noticed her little tricks, but he didn't pay much attention - he naturally knew about the message his wife had left for the 17-year-old Yan Hua. Regarding this kind of thing, he was noncommittal, as if he didn't know, and he didn't investigate the content of their communication.

The man came over and put his hand on her forehead. Seeing her flushed face, he knew that even though her body had shrunk to 17 years old, she was still sick.

"Still having a fever, I need to continue taking medicine. Go have breakfast first, and then take medicine." The man said, pulling her out.

(End of this chapter)