I turned reality into a romantic comedy.

While waiting, Chen Xi sat on the edge of Chen Junqian's bed, looking at her brother, who was so different from usual, with a mixture of worry and curiosity.

"Did you catch a chill while playing in the mountains the other day?"

"No, it's just verifying something."

Soon, Chen Junqian calmly took out the thermometer, which showed a normal temperature. His expression and tone also returned to normal.

"So you weren't sick after all, you've been deceiving me."

Chen Xi didn't seem too surprised by this result, after all, her thought process was now able to easily keep up with Chen Junqian's, and she could even proactively reconcile foreshadowing:

"When I first came in, my brother said he was thinking about something. Could it be about his illness? If I had to guess, it probably has something to do with Sister Lin Mu."

"That's amazing."

"Because your brother just came back from her place yesterday, and I've seen how she took care of you before, even though that was more than a year ago."

Of all the times Chen Xi has ever been woken up, that month was particularly memorable. After all, it was like going from acting alone to being woken up in pairs. She herself found it hard to imagine how the other person managed to do it for so many days in a row. Even though they were coming from another neighborhood, they sometimes arrived faster than her sister who lived downstairs.

"But at the time, I just thought she was acting out of guilt, since my brother was injured while saving her. Now it seems that's not the case? Or is it that my brother wants to enjoy being taken care of by Sister Lin Mu again in this way? What is this, Junqian faking illness to trick Mu Mu?"

"Even Mu Mu is here, pretending to be sick to make money."

"After all, I feel like I've never seen my brother get sick. Unless he's willing to sacrifice himself to get sick on his own, like taking a cold shower and then a hot shower, or something like that. No, it seems like my brother still hasn't answered me what the connection is between these two things."

"Actually, there's no connection. If I had to say, you'd be the first key person."

"me?"

Upon hearing Chen Junqian mention himself, Chen Xi was initially puzzled, then suddenly realized:

"Oh, it's because I was the first one to discover it, right?"

"...Why do you describe it like it's some kind of crime scene?"

"Because I'm the first person my brother sees when he opens his eyes every day, is that okay?"

"That looks like a couple."

"It's good to know."

After responding so naturally, Chen Xi continued thoughtfully:

"Actually, as I said before, it's the same with waking people up. If it were Sister Lin Mu, it wouldn't be a problem for me to avoid it. But I feel that even if I avoid it, it's not like Sister Lin Mu would be in the right order or priority to be woken up."

"Yes, and I'm sure her actions will be completely different from what you just did, Xiaoxi. In fact, she's the one who's best at playing dumb and taking advantage of the situation. We'll just verify it. Xiaoxi, you can go out for now..."

Before Chen Junqian could finish speaking, he saw his younger sister, quite skillfully, duck down and disappear under the bed, even tapping the bed frame to indicate:

"It's okay, I can see and hear better from here."

"……what ever."

“Then I’ll text Lin Guo and tell her that I went out to visit relatives with my parents yesterday and haven’t come back yet. I’ll ask her to call you for me. She has a spare key to her brother’s house.”

"Send it."

"Speaking of which, I feel a little awkward talking to my brother under the bed like this... Wait, you're not allowed to tell me scary stories."

"That's what I was just about to say, what a pity."

"Hehe, if you tell me, next time I'll hide under the bed beforehand and drag you down by the feet when you get out of bed."

“It won’t be scary if you tell it out loud. Besides, if it’s about Xiao Xi, it’s more like a romantic comedy than a horror story.”

"...2D".

"Jeff (Jiefu, Wang Anshi's courtesy name), you are an exceptionally wonderful treasure..."

"I surrender."

As Chen Xi, who was under the bed, announced his surrender, Chen Junqian also quieted down and continued his familiar act of pretending to be asleep, until the door was suddenly pushed open again.

As if deliberately controlling variables, when Gu Linguo darted to Chen Junqian's bedside, his lines remained unchanged. However, before he could finish speaking, Gu Linguo naturally extended his right hand and placed his cool palm on Chen Junqian's forehead.

"I can't really feel it..."

As if trying to justify her next move, Gu Lingguo muttered to herself before calmly tucking her long hair, which had been falling loosely on her cheeks, behind her ears. Then, she gently placed her hands on either side of Chen Junqian's body and bent down sharply in his direction in one breath.

The light seemed to dim a little at that moment.

Chen Junqian's eyes, which had been closed, opened slightly involuntarily at this moment. He watched as Gu Linguo's fair and delicate face grew larger in his vision. At this moment, Gu Linguo closed her eyes again, her long eyelashes fluttering slightly like the wings of a sleeping butterfly. Then, she gently pressed her forehead against Chen Junqian's.

Xiao Xi, who's under the bed, probably can't see this angle...

The warm, soft touch spread the moment their foreheads touched, instantly dispelling all the thoughts that had lingered in her mind. Gu Linguo certainly lived up to Chen Junqian's initial assessment of her. In fact, the moment she entered, she had already sensed with great interest that this was the unfolding of a romantic comedy. It was Chen Junqian's chuunibyou-esque urge to recreate this classic scene, and he had even specially sent his sister away beforehand, so of course she had to cooperate wholeheartedly.

However, after Gu Lingguo actually did it, she belatedly realized that it was indeed an action that required absolute intimacy. The air between the two seemed to be sucked out at that moment, leaving only the sound of their breaths. She could even clearly feel the warm breath from the other person's nose brushing against her cheek, and her heart began to beat faster and faster, the thumping sound amplified infinitely in her ears.

Although the female protagonist who is clumsy in taking care of people is also cute, reality is not an anime, so Gu Lingguo would naturally want to become the type who can handle everything smoothly.

That's why, even though it was her first time riding in a bridal sedan chair, Gu Lingguo still tried her best to keep her movements tense, trying to show an almost sacred gentleness and ease. She held the forehead-to-forehead position for about three seconds, and after confirming the real temperature, she slowly pulled away without stopping.

"...You do feel like you have a fever, senior."

Gu Lingguo coughed lightly, her gaze shifting slightly to the side, but her tone maintained a composure reminiscent of a virtuous and gentle childhood friend:

"However, manual and forehead measurements can only give a rough idea; the rigor of modern science is still necessary."

As she spoke, she immediately spotted the thermometer on the bedside table next to her and thought to herself, "No wonder she's a veteran chuunibyou patient; she even prepared the necessary props." She then reached out and took it.

Completely different from Chen Xi's earlier action of simply handing over the thermometer, Gu Lingguo took off her shoes after receiving the thermometer, then sat on the bed herself, and in a riding position, lifted the blanket covering Chen Junqian slightly downwards:

"Raise your arm slightly."

Gu Lingguo said softly, holding the thermometer in her hand, and leaned closer to him.

"...What are you going to do?"

"Let me take your temperature. What if you can't insert it correctly?"

Gu Lingguo spoke confidently, then bent down again, bringing the two closer once more. Chen Junqian could even clearly smell the faint scent of laundry detergent on her sleeves. Then, Gu Lingguo reached out her left hand, gently pinched the fabric at the edge of Chen Junqian's collar, and pulled it open slightly.

"It'll be a little chilly, please bear with it."

She whispered a word of advice.

As soon as he finished speaking, Gu Linguo, holding a thermometer in her right hand, reached directly inside his pulled-open collar.

"hiss--"

Chen Junqian's pupils contracted subconsciously, partly because of the coolness of the thermometer's metal probe, and partly because someone's entire hand reached in from his collar, ostensibly to hold the thermometer in place, touching and feeling around, as if the next second they were about to say, "Nice body, quite muscular."

"Brother, don't move around."

Completely ignoring the actions of her hands, Gu Linguo's eyes remained clear and focused, and her tone was serious, as if she were truly a selfless and devoted childhood sweetheart.

With this action, she almost enveloped Chen Junqian in a semi-hugging posture. After placing the thermometer, her hand remained inside the narrow collar of her clothes, her fingertips gently pressing against one end of the thermometer. After ensuring the position was accurate, she carefully pulled her hand out little by little. During the withdrawal, her soft fingertips once again brushed against Chen Junqian's slightly rising and falling chest.

"Okay, squeeze tight."

Gu Lingguo withdrew her hand completely and took the opportunity to straighten the collar that had been pulled open, smoothing out any wrinkles.

Then, as if nothing had happened, she pulled the blanket that had fallen to her chest back up and carefully covered Chen Junqian's shoulders, even tucking the corners of the blanket in gently, wrapping him tightly in the warm blankets.

After doing all this, Gu Lingguo pulled up a chair and sat down on the edge of the bed, obediently placing her hands on her knees, looking as if she had accomplished a great task.

"Next, should we cook porridge, wet a towel, or use scallions to skewer... Wait, when did Xiaoxi get here?"

It can only be said that even Gu Lingguo was so startled by the person who suddenly crawled out from under the bed that she almost lost her composure and was about to say something like a plant's speech. However, she still jumped up from the chair, perfectly continuing the second half of the chapter of "Chen Junqian faked illness to win Mu Mu's favor" by "Chen Xi scared away Gu Lingguo".

"It's always been here."

After coming out, Chen Xi tidied her slightly messy hair while looking at her best friend.

Although limited by her view from under the bed, she could still make a fairly good sense of most of the scenes from the sounds, especially when someone took off their shoes and climbed onto the bed.

"It seems that Sister Lin Mu is indeed under a lot of pressure."

A little while later, Chen Xi summarized the morning's wake-up program with this sentence.

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PS2: I had things to do in the afternoon and evening, so I wrote and posted this chapter in advance.

Chapter 80: Drunk, I Enjoy My Beauty with My Hand (5k)

As the best friend of Chen Junqian, the strongest genius high school student in Guoning, a prospective student for Tsinghua and Peking University, the undefeated champion of the grade, and the second most famous among his peers but whose rumored girlfriend is number one, Zhong Yu has always felt that Chen Junqian is particularly popular among students in their area, which has little to do with the reasons mentioned above.

After all, being good at studying is obviously not a special advantage for every student, especially someone like him who has never really cared about studying since childhood. The reason why his friends don't think it's a problem that Chen Junqian seems to have one, two, three, or four ambiguous relationships at the same time is mainly because this guy's gaming skills are also really outstanding.

Although reality isn't like the worldviews in those online novels on Qidian's e-sports section, where you wake up to find that the world's gaming skill level has dropped by a thousand times but its importance and status have increased by a thousand times, and only your skills haven't changed—it's absurd—within the realm of middle school students, being good at games naturally grants them a superior status, and it wouldn't be an exaggeration to say they have priority in choosing a partner.

Just as ten years from now, there will still be a lot of girls wanting a national title in "Honor of Kings" and extending an olive branch to skilled players for online dating, Zhong Yu, whose gaming experience is many times richer than his academic experience, has a lot to say about this.

It can only be said that in his early years, he spent a lot of money on various online games to become a big brother and have a bunch of younger brothers and sisters. But when everyone flocked to MOBA games, where spending money was useless and you had to rely on your own skills, the big brother was sometimes more popular than the rich brother.

After all, even with the Dragon Blind skin, someone couldn't change their clumsy QQEE combo followed by yelling "Why am I out of energy?" On the contrary, Chen Junqian sitting next to him could elegantly dodge two opponents with the original Zed skin, almost saying "Instant explosion to complete the solo kill."

"Sigh, I'm not used to the new map, there's nothing I can do about it."

After securing another victory with Chen Junqian despite a score of 0-8, Zhong Yu pretended not to see the public chat message from the opposing jungler and casually drank the water next to him.

"I think this year's map update is pretty good. The previous one did feel a bit old, and you might not be used to it at first, but you'll get used to it after playing for a month or two."

Chen Junqian never spends all his vacation time with girls; he also has his own social life and games he wants to play, like today.

"Sigh, the year is almost over, winter vacation is coming to an end, and school is about to start again. It's so boring. It feels like only a few days have passed."

While waiting in line for the next game, Zhong Yu sighed and complained again:

"Isn't it said that our country has nine years of compulsory education? Can I just stop going to school after finishing junior high school?"

"If your dad knew you said that, he'd beat you to death. Just think about it. He's already bought you a house. You'll definitely be going to Class 17 at Ningzhong High School this fall. It's worth several hundred thousand yuan."

"That's why it's so frustrating. It would have been better to just leave those hundreds of thousands of dollars to me. Spending it on something like this will only keep me hanging around there for another three years."

"If you don't go to school, what can you do? After graduating from junior high school, you can inherit the family business. But even if you dare to inherit it, your dad might not dare to give it to you."

"Tch, I have no interest in my family's business. I'm going to start my own business, and I've already decided that I'll become a streamer. I used to hang out on YY a few years ago and got to know some people there."

"Become a streamer? What would you stream? How about you edit together your own highlights and make a show called 'The Attack of the Middle School Students' or 'Teacher Zhong Comes to Patrol the Mountain'?"

"Go away, I didn't say I was going to stream games. Let me think... how about MCing?"

"Ok?"

"Hmm what?"