don't get angry, senpai

Chapter 221 [221] Is it related to you?
After waking up, I tested my daughter's temperature again, and it finally stabilized at 37 degrees Celsius.

One must know that in the middle of the night last night, after Haitang finished supper, she hurriedly filled her stomach with paper kites.

Good guy, I vomited and had diarrhea immediately after wolfing down my food.

The body temperature soared even more, which almost didn't frighten her.

There is also a lot of chickenpox on the surface of the skin.

After a night of tossing, I will soon become a dog.

Fortunately, the situation has improved, which relieved Haitang's tense nerves a little.

Seeing the kite breathing evenly and lying quietly on the bed, Haitang showed a slight smile on her face.

No matter how old she is, in her own eyes, she is still a child who can't grow up.

Xia Zhiyuan in the dream is not as pleasant as it appears on the surface.

She is further merging the memory of the original owner to learn more secrets hidden deep in the memory.

Yuanshen also liked reading novels very much, and even wrote stacks of manuscripts.

Every time I submit to newspapers, magazines, or novel websites with full hopes, I look forward to becoming the most outstanding young author.

However, the immature writing style and the monotonous and uninteresting stories have caused her works to fail countless times.

Those manuscripts sent out are like stones thrown into the sea, without any news, and even the aftermath cannot be seen.

She likes fantasy very much, and preserves beautiful scenes through words.

It's a pity, after all, I'm just a rookie.

Witnessing the past events that happened to the original owner one after another, Zhi Yuan cooperated with the other party's meaningless insistence from the bottom of her heart.

At least, people have struggled.

Although, the ending is bound to fail.

Xia Zhiyuan knew very well in her heart that she didn't have enough ink in her stomach, nor did she have an unusually rich experience, so she wasn't worthy of the word "writer".

The predecessor was not a qualified writer, at best he was just a "writer".

But her wish is very pure, the same as Qiao Ruiyi's original intention, hoping to show her works to more people.

The last scene made Zhiyuan feel a little familiar.

When the girl was reading the works, novel themes popped up in her mind.

However, before it was time to record, he fell headfirst on the table.

Zhiyuan slowly opened her eyes as if she had received some kind of call.

The familiar ceiling, the dim environment, and the afterglow behind the curtains can be vaguely seen.

As for the long-cherished wish of the original owner, Zhi Yuan does not intend to help realize it.

Writing is not her strong point, and she has no obligation to perform it.

He braced himself up, picked up his phone and glanced at it.

"I slept all day?"

Zhiyuan was a little surprised, it was already three o'clock in the afternoon.

Oh my god!
The cricket had a little chickenpox, which made him feel so uncomfortable.

It seems that the usual exercise is not enough. After the body recovers, it is necessary to strengthen the training.

Throwing off the quilt on her body, and just about to stand up while stepping on the purple slippers, she suddenly felt the world spinning in front of her eyes.

Zhiyuan hurriedly pressed the bed board, and slowly sat back to its original position.

I almost forgot that I haven't eaten yet, no wonder my body is so weak and I can't lift any strength at all.

She doesn't really remember what happened yesterday, because her head has been on hang up.

Consciousness is particularly vague, and I vaguely remember that I seem to vomit in the middle of the night.

That's the bad thing about being sick, being insane and talking nonsense.

As for the latter, Zhiyuan frowned slightly: "I wouldn't say nonsense in front of my mother, would I?"

For example, I am a time traveler, and came to this world by various chances and coincidences.

I'm afraid it will be regarded as deep well ice!
In the stage of illness, my mother shouldn't take it seriously, right?
The more Zhiyuan thinks about it, the more headache she gets. If she really said something strange, I just hope that Haitang won't take it to heart.

Unlike yesterday's situation, there is no mother in the living room today.

With his palms on the wall, he walked tremblingly.

"Mom? Mom, where are you?"

Like a lost lamb, wandering in the wilderness.

As if hearing her call, Ye Haitang popped his head out of the study.

Seeing the stumbling Zhikite, she dropped the snacks in her hand and ran towards him quickly: "You don't stay in the room well, what are you doing wandering around?"

His tone was full of reproach, but he couldn't hide his concern.

Zhiyuan's pale face forced a smile: "I, my stomach, yes, I'm a little hungry."

Hearing her daughter's words, Haitang rolled her eyes.

nonsense!

I threw up after eating noodle paste yesterday, which is equivalent to not eating for a whole day.

"Go back and lie down first, I'll make some porridge for you." Haitang supported her and walked carefully to the bedroom.

It was a familiar scene, and the kite could slip into the kitchen last night, but it's a pity that it can't even stand firmly now.

At the same time, Cheng County No. [-] Middle School.

In the student union office, Mengxi was performing tea art.

The bubble is Biluochun, which seems too extravagant.

The sound from the door made her glance at it lightly, and then said leisurely, "You're coming?"

Putting the backpack in her hand on the table beside her, Rui Yi sat in front of her unhurriedly: "Well, is there anything that needs to be dealt with?"

With a faint smile on Mengxi's face, she placed the freshly brewed tea in front of her: "Not yet, I just want to talk to you, Xia Zhiyuan."

Hearing this, Rui Yi raised her head and narrowed her eyes slightly: "I don't know what aspect of Senior Sister Tang Mengxi wants to talk to me about Senior Zhiyuan?"

This is the person she cares about in her heart, and she will never allow anyone to play with her.

Mengxi leaned forward, with a smile on her face: "I want to talk to you about who she likes."

Pupils shrank, Rui Yi clenched her fists.

She tried her best not to show any emotion.

If you lose your composure in front of the other party, you will undoubtedly hand over the handle to them.

"Do you think Xia Zhiyuan will like me or you?" Mengxi asked with great interest.

Those bright eyes concealed an aura of fanaticism.

She is used to turning herself into a hunter, watching the prey struggle in front of her eyes.

Rui Yi replied flatly: "No matter what your purpose is, Zhi Yuan will not lean towards you."

"Huh? Where did you get the confidence?" Mengxi tilted her head and asked with a smile.

Taking a sip of the tea, she is indeed Biluochun.

Even ordinary people like Rui Yi can find that the taste is different from ordinary tea.

Putting down the teacup in her hand, she said calmly, "Just because she pets me, cares for me, and tolerates me, if it were someone else, there would be no such treatment."

Mengxi suddenly became interested, and her tone was a little excited: "Then what do you mean, if Zhiyuan is also obedient and loving to me, then you will no longer be the only one in her heart?"

Rui Yi immediately became vigilant: "What do you want to do?"

"Hehehe~"

Mengxi did not answer this question, but asked again: "Why do you like her?"

Rui Yi frowned: "Is it related to you?"

"If you don't answer, then I will do it."

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The two looked at each other silently.

After a while, Rui Yi lowered his head and chose to back down voluntarily.

It wasn't that she was cowardly, but that she didn't dare to take risks.

If the kite is really taken away, Rui Yi knows that she will sink again.

After a long while, he finally uttered a sentence: "She is very gentle, but also very domineering."

I still remember the first time the two met. At that time, Xia Zhiyuan was really domineering, she couldn't help but put herself in her arms and insisted on escorting her to the door.

Obviously we can wait until the rain stops.

Well, it rained for a long time
"That's it?"

Mengxi seemed dissatisfied with this answer.

She also wanted to know more, wanted to know everything about Xia Zhiyuan.

If one day the other party becomes boring, Tang Mengxi will also choose to discard it.

After all, to her, Xia Zhiyuan was just a toy that she didn't have in high school.

(End of this chapter)