My Girlfriend is More Than Beautiful

When Li Ziqian woke up, it was already 4:30 in the afternoon.

Compared with the early morning, his physical discomfort has improved a lot now.

If you want to take another pill tonight, it should be fine.

Turning over to get up, rubbing his head, Li Ziqian took a deep breath.

'What's for dinner tonight? ’

The hunger in his belly forced him to ponder this terrible question.

It's about being hungry, but not completely hungry, or having no appetite at all, but wanting to eat very much.

...

People are indeed contradictory and complex, and the typical representative of their contradictions is Mo Nanbei.

Inexplicably, he thought of someone's frizzy hair again, and Li Ziqian laughed subconsciously.

Sure enough, fools are the source of human happiness.

Stretching, turning around in circles, I couldn't find anything I liked when I was full.

Li Ziqian strategically chose to give up, and decided to take a hot shower and wash up first.

Based on his years of experience with fever and cold, after taking the medicine and waking up, taking a hot bath will make him feel much more comfortable.

I don't know why this is, and I don't know if it meets the so-called health standards, but Li Ziqian feels that as long as he can make himself comfortable.

fifteen minutes later.

After taking the hot shower, Li Ziqian felt as if he had refreshed himself again.

After blow-drying his hair, putting on clean clothes, and opening the window for a while, Li Ziqian sat back in front of the sofa and continued to think about what to eat.

Because of the cold and the taste is boring, looking at the pictures of the takeaway store in the mobile APP, he was stunned that he couldn't get any appetite.

Ugh.

How can this be done.

Otherwise, a wave of Golden Arches and KFC?

dong dong dong.

Just when he was about to give up thinking and just leave the steamed buns with water, there was a knock on the door.

Subconsciously glanced at the time in the upper right corner of the phone.

Five ten.

At this time... who could it be?

With doubts, Li Ziqian came to the door and stood still, without asking, but first looking out through the cat's eyes.

Outside the door was a familiar figure in sportswear, a uniform skirt, and black silk.

It is... Mo Nanbei.

Ok? ? ? ? ?

this time? ?

What is she here for?

No, how did she get here?

What's the matter, school isn't over yet? ?

Opening the door, Li Ziqian looked at Mo Nanbei who was standing at the door with a puzzled face.

only…

Mo Nanbei, who was standing at the door, ignored Li Ziqian's suspicious eyes. After Li Ziqian opened the door, she opened the door behind her to make enough space for herself, and walked into the room on her own.

Li Ziqian: ? ? ?

Mo Nanbei walked to the entrance, calmly took off the black leather shoes on his feet, and walked directly into Li Ziqian's house without looking for slippers.

Li Ziqian stood at the door, staring blankly at Mo Nanbei, and followed her all the way from the entrance to the kitchen.

Mo Nanbei first put the pocket in his hand in front of the cooking table, then turned around, walked quickly to the living room, and threw the schoolbag he was carrying on the sofa.

After rolling up the sleeves of her sportswear, she turned her head and walked into the bathroom to wash her hands.

The whole set of movements was carried out in one go, without even a pause when recognizing the room.

No, sister, why are you so skilled? !

Now Li Ziqian's mind is no longer, 'Why is she here? ' Such a simple and common question.

What he wants to ask now is, 'Sister, what are you going to do? ! ’

A little confused, even a little scared.

Generally speaking.

No, it wasn't common since high school girls entered his room and walked around looking familiar.

Li Ziqian, whose head was a little dizzy, chose to give up and think.

He followed Mo Nanbei, who came out of the bathroom, all the way to the kitchen, watching her open her pockets and take out a few packing boxes.

"Huh? Can you still move?"

After arranging the packaging bags and putting them in the box specially used to store these plastic bags, Mo Nanbei turned around and asked Li Ziqian in surprise.

...

"Why, can't you die if you can't move?" Li Ziqian said angrily.

There are so many grooves that Li Ziqian doesn't know where to complain now.

What position did this person stand on when he said this?

Li Ziqian didn't understand.

In the face of Li Ziqian's unhappy questioning, Mo Nanbei's answer was this:

"Yeah, didn't you see me coming directly to your house for dinner?"

Li Ziqian: ? ? ? ?

"What are you doing?"

Will this person speak well? ? ?

Even if he is good-natured and bullied, he will still be angry!

And just when he was about to attack and let Mo Nanbei know what the power of a professional troll is, she suddenly interrupted her spellcasting reading and instructed him like this,

"Where are the dishes? I can't find them. Please bring some over here."

"..."

"Huh?" Seeing that Li Ziqian was silent for a long time without responding to her, Mo Nanbei tilted her head and looked at him in confusion.

...

Is this person really going to come to his house for dinner?

Do you want cutlery? ?

However, Mo Nanbei's staring gaze made him choose to give up and delve into this issue.

Sighing, Li Ziqian asked her helplessly,

"How many."

"Two plates, two rice bowls, and two sets of utensils." Mo Nanbei replied in seconds.

"what?"

Two sets of tableware?

To be fair, this was the first time Li Ziqian felt that he couldn't understand what Mo Nanbei was talking about.

In the face of Li Ziqian's doubts, Mo Nanbei continued the yin and yang way,

"No, no, no, no one wouldn't even give tableware to others when they came to their house for dinner? That would be too stingy!"

...

Reaching out his hand to smooth the corners of his twitching eyes, pressing down the blue veins that were about to spring up on his forehead, Li Ziqian took another deep breath, gnashing his teeth at Mo Nanbei,

"Did you know that just your wife will be beaten in the old society."

"I don't know." After saying that, Mo Nanbei blinked innocently at Li Ziqian. Then, as if he had suffered a major blow, he stretched out his hand to cover his mouth and continued with an exaggerated cry.

"I only know that I kindly came to your house for dinner, but you wanted to beat me. Wuwuwuwu."

...

Just when the two were bickering back and forth, Mo Nanbei had already transferred all the food in her takeout box to the plate that Li Ziqian had handed over earlier.

Braised pork, double-cooked pork, fried rice with spicy cabbage and pork belly.

All kinds of meat, and they are all he likes.

If there were no problems with his memory due to the fever, these dishes were what he said when he chatted with Mo Nanbei yesterday.

...

There was a strange feeling in my heart.

How to say.

It's like when my mother allowed me to play games at home without taking extra classes for the first time when I was a child.

It's like when you are playing ad, you are protecting yourself with flash skills.

Moving?

right.

My family is touched by a young child growing up.

My son is so sensible.

And Mo Nanbei, who was walking to the dining table with two bowls of rice, couldn't help frowning at Li Ziqian, who was moving the pestle there.

She felt that there was absolutely something wrong with the composition of this person!

How could someone deliberately stand in front of her to fish while others were working!

So, she frowned and said to Li Ziqian,

"Huh? What? No long hands?"

"what?"

Li Ziqian, who was immersed in his own thoughts, didn't understand what Mo Nanbei was talking about for a while.

He didn't understand why he was so good, and she scolded directly again.

Facing Li Ziqian's doubts, Mo Nanbei continued to explain,

"If you have long hands, can you help bring things to the table?

What, do you want me to take it? "

Li Ziqian:  …

Why can't this person speak well.

Say, 'Can you get it for me? ’ or ‘You bring the food to the table. ' Can't you?

Before Li Ziqian spit out the sentence, Mo Nanbei spoke again,

"Can the refrigerator be opened?"

"what?"

What's the problem?

When Li Ziqian was puzzled ×10086, Mo Nanbei, who thought he didn't hear clearly, repeated it again,

"I said, is it convenient to open your refrigerator? Is there anything to drink in it?"

Li Ziqian:  …

Li Ziqian did not want to answer this question.

He just wanted to say:

Sister, you all came directly to my house. The toilet, kitchen, and living room are all casually walked and entered. Why is it suddenly polite to open the refrigerator now?

Is this appropriate?

Is it in this river?

Is this necessary?

But he was too tired to say these words. He just replied to Mo Nanbei in a rhetorical tone,

"sure?"

Is there anything wrong with this?

You are all in the kitchen.

How do you turn it over when you love it?

It's not a computer D drive, it doesn't matter.

Hearing Li Ziqian's answer, Mo Nanbei seemed to be in a very happy mood. The corners of his mouth twitched slightly. While reaching out to open the refrigerator, he continued to ask Li Ziqian,

"Oh that's fine, there's nothing shameful, right?"

"what?"

What else could be in the fridge?

"What dough product."

Li Ziqian: ? ? ? ? ?

In this 0.01s moment, he understood what Mo Nanbei was talking about.

No, there is definitely something wrong with this guy.

If it hadn't been for him being really bored in the middle of the night, he wouldn't have swiped this ghostly video on Ah B.

On making simple girlfriend parts with dough and a microwave or something…

No, why does this person look so fancy? ? ?

Toxic, right? ? ?

Is this knowledge so broad?

Li Ziqian felt that he was a little confused.

Subconsciously tactically leaning back, looking at Mo Nanbei with a hint of awe and panic in his eyes, he asked Mo Nanbei in an unbelievable tone,

"What are you thinking about every day in your head?"

After speaking, he seemed to feel that the strength was not enough, and he continued to add to Mo Nanbei,

"You don't have a big problem, do you?"

wrong.

This sentence should be an affirmative sentence.

Mo Nanbei has a big problem!

However, in response to this question, Mo Nanbei said that he is very experienced.

She pulled away the chair at the dining table, sat up, leaned on the backrest, crossed Erlang's legs, raised her chin slightly, raised her brows slightly, and asked Li Ziqian with a puzzled expression,

"Are you sure you don't ask yourself this sentence? If you don't have a big problem, why do you say I have a problem?"

When one day, one's own logic is used to challenge oneself, the sense of experience will be very subtle.

For example, Li Ziqian's mood is so delicate now.

Confused.

Speechless.

I think what she said makes some sense, but it doesn't make sense at all.

...

A little bit of annoyance, okay.

When Li Ziqian was depressed, Mo Nanbei picked up chopsticks unceremoniously and put a piece of meat into his bowl.

"I'm not active in eating, and Lao Dai has a problem."

Saying that, she stuffed the meat into her mouth, narrowed her eyes and chewed it happily.

During this period, she also freed up a hand and put the ice Coke beside her in a bottle next to Li Ziqian.

...

Well, although this conversation with Mo Nanbei was unusually 'unpleasant', it was delicious, so it's not unbearable, pretending that nothing happened.

Because even if he has some loss of appetite due to illness, the fragrance of these dishes is enough to make his index finger move.

It's just... the only fly in the ointment is... why is Mo Nanbei eating so happily sitting across from him? ?

While thinking about it, he subconsciously cast a suspicious look at Mo Nanbei.

"Ok?"

When he raised his head to pick up the vegetables, Mo Nanbei naturally saw Li Ziqian's suspicious gaze.

She put down the dishes and said to Li Ziqian seriously,

"No, big brother, you really don't let me eat."

Li Ziqian:  …

Mo Nanbei's brain circuit is still as clear as ever.

He's like, 'Huh? ’ This is not what Mo Nanbei understood.

He just wondered why Mo Nanbei didn't finish eating in the restaurant, or... brought it back to his own home to eat.

Why at his house, sitting across from him, eating with him.

This is what he doesn't understand.

It's just that Mo Nanbei was too serious when he said these words, and the accusation of "I really won't let me eat" in his eyes was too naked, which made it difficult for Li Ziqian to restrain some of his instincts for a while.

So, imitating Mo Nanbei's expression, he replied to her,

"Yeah. Why did you let you eat it?"

"Ah??" Mo Nanbei was stunned.

She really didn't expect that Li Ziqian would reply to her with this.

No, in general... would you reply like that?

She bought him something delicious! !

It was specially delivered to my home! !

Very kind! ! !

Just when she felt unbelievable and incredible about what Li Ziqian said, an even more outrageous sentence came out of Li Ziqian's mouth,

"My mother said that it's not good for dogs to come to the table."

Mo Nanbei: ? ? ? ? ? ! ! ! ! !

"What are you!!! I strangle you!!!"

She is angry!

She is really angry!

This man is so clueless!

She's about to throw a bowl!

She is fierce!

She's super scary when she's angry!

Just when she was about to put it into practice and let Li Ziqian know what real power is, Li Ziqian suddenly stood up, haha, stretched out his arm and put his hand on top of her head.

"Good, don't make trouble, let you eat and let you eat."

?

No, why is this action so visual.

Even if this is a coaxing action, it shouldn't be like this, right?

Rather than rubbing the head to comfort, it is better to say that this action is rubbing the dog's head in anger? ?

Is it her delusion?

Ok? ? ?

But what made Mo Nanbei even more speechless was that.

It seems that her irritable mood has really been appeased?

hmm? ? ? ? ? ? ?

He opened his mouth, but didn't know what to say.

Dumb dog speechless? ?

...

Why is she still self-deprecating at such a time.

Mo Nanbei felt that his brain was completely out of control now.

It started to have its own ideas.

The mind and body are independent.

So Mo Nanbei is now thinking unbelievably, while stubbornly stuffing meat into his mouth.

There was no more quarrel and peace was restored at the table.

Neither of them continued to quarrel with each other, and they finished the meal peacefully.

Li Ziqian just ate a breakfast, and he naturally ate a lot as he urgently needed to replenish his hp.

And Mo Nanbei also ate a lot for some unknown reason.

As a result, at the end of this takeaway meal, there was not even a tiny bit of minced meat left.

The so-called CD-ROM probably refers to the two of them.

After the meal, Mo Nanbei kindly helped Li Ziqian clean up a wave of garbage, put the takeaway box into the garbage bag, and threw the dishes used for eating into the sink.

"I said, you don't need to let me do it for you to do the dishes."

...

"Actually, it's not impossible." Li Ziqian felt subconsciously.

Mo Nanbei: ? ? ?

Mo Nanbei:  …

What Li Ziqian didn't expect was that Mo Nanbei frowned and looked at him for more than half a minute as if he was mentally retarded, and then actually rolled up his sleeves and put on gloves to help him wash the dishes.

(ΩДΩ)

There is one thing to say, Li Ziqianren is stupid.

"No, no, I'm joking."

He Li Ziqian is not the kind of person who doesn't know that Mulan is a girl. Although this kind of cheapness is a pleasure, it is reasonable to ask Mo Nanbei to help him clean the dishes, right?

Too much?

Although this picture of the father's kindness and filial piety moved him very much, but... um... father's love is like a mountain!

"No, after all, my father's love is like a mountain, and I'm used to you." Mo Nanbei, who was washing the bowl, listened to Li Ziqian's somewhat anxious remarks, and turned to answer him.

...

I call you brother, you call me dad, and we have our own separate ways, right? ?

Damn, absolutely.

But to be honest, I haven't been sick for a long time, and suddenly I got sick. This physical discomfort really made Li Ziqian not want to do anything except paralyzed.

So... Mo Nanbei was really kind to help him with this.

But after all, Mo Nanbei came to his house, she was a guest, and it was not good to sit on the sofa and be an uncle, so Li Ziqian walked to the kitchen, put the tableware and chopsticks that Mo Nanbei washed on the drain rack, and put the refrigerator along the way. She took out a portion of the dessert she had kept inside.

Back on the sofa, Li Ziqian asked Mo Nanbei, who was still sitting on a chair in the kitchen dining room, curiously,

"I said, how did you come out?"

He has been curious about this for a long time.

I have been curious about this since I saw Mo Nanbei on the cat's eye.

Today is Friday.

school eh.

Is it really okay to run out like this?

Won't send it?

diejobthiscar?

Facing Li Ziqian's doubts, Mo Nanbei took a deep breath and replied lightly,

"I walked out of the main entrance of the school normally."

Li Ziqian:  …

What the **** kind of answer is that? ? ?

Obviously, Mo Nanbei understood what Li Ziqian's silent doubts were.

So she took another bite of Dafu and continued to explain,

"If I want to ask for leave, I ask for it. I just found someone to help me find an excuse to send a more formal invitation to the event, and send the edited text message to Lao Wang. Then I notified Lao Wang before I left and asked for a fake note. came out."

Li Ziqian:  …

God's special notice.

Li Ziqian felt that the word Mo Nanbei was a bit outrageous.

But thinking about her behavior, Li Ziqian felt that the word 'notice' was a bit **** appropriate.

After saying these words, Mo Nanbei ate up Dafu in three or two bites, and licked the index and middle fingers that he had held Dafu before.

I have to say, the vanilla-flavored ice cream Daifuku is really fragrant.

Woohoo.

And the brand Li Ziqian bought was surprisingly delicious, a brand she had never tried.

I saw a lot in his fridge before...

Thinking of this, the saliva in Mo Nanbei's mouth began to secrete.

...

Forget it, definitely next time.

still have a chance.

Mmmmmmm.

Don't you want to teach him how to play the piano?

Teacher, right?

This must be for some tuition and rewards, right?

She doesn't want anything else, just this vanilla dafu.

It's not too much to give her ten boxes of eight boxes, right?

Thinking about it, the corners of her mouth could not help evoking a very pleasant arc.

Looking up at Li Ziqian, who was sitting on the sofa like a dumb goose, Mo Nanbei said,

"I'm full, and the waste is going to sleep?"

"Clam?"

Li Ziqian, who was still watching Mo Nanbei licking his fingers and thinking about some important life events, was suddenly stunned. He was a little stunned, and he didn't even hear what Mo Nanbei just said.

"I said, is it time to go to sleep when the waste is full?"

"Sleep." Li Ziqian replied as he rolled his eyes angrily at Mo Nanbei.

No, can this person choose to be a mute at some point?

No matter how bad it is, why hasn't the mute function appeared in this world?

Just mute a person for a short period of time.

This is so special, it ruins the atmosphere.

Get irritated!

At this time, Mo Nanbei, who didn't know what Li Ziqian was thinking about, cast an incomprehensible look at Li Ziqian.

"Ok?"

She didn't quite understand that, as a sick waste, there was nothing else to do except go to sleep.

"There's still a lot of things to do later... It's the kind of person who really wants to go to sleep, but alas..."

As he spoke, a faint sadness appeared on Li Ziqian's face.

No words have been written today.

There are only two thousand words left in the manuscript.

Four thousand more words today.

Otherwise, he will lose his full attendance at the beginning of this month.

Or lose 100 points to exchange for leave.

orz

It's so painful.

Although Mo Nanbei didn't know what Li Ziqian was busy with, she could understand the pain when she saw Li Ziqian's painful expression.

really.

She has to code when she gets home today.

Some time ago, when she hadn't slept well, and when she was exhausted from teaching Li Ziqian to play the piano, she also had to code words, and she still couldn't stop.

It was so painful.

Woo! Bitter Lucy!

Since she remembered a lot of bad things, she also prepared to let Li Ziqian come to feel a wave of pain.

How many floors does a bag of rice carry!

So she hurried to the sofa, opened her schoolbag, took out a folder and handed it to Li Ziqian,

"Oh, by the way, I forgot if you didn't say you were busy. I brought home the homework for you."

Li Ziqian:  …

"I know you love to study, so if you don't do your homework because of your illness, you'll feel guilty."

Li Ziqian:  …

"So I specifically asked you to pack a weekend homework before I came out. Don't thank me, it's all my responsibility as my deskmate."

Mo Nanbei said with a smile on his face, but everyone knows that there is absolutely nothing good in this smile.

"No need for duck."

Li Ziqian twitched the corners of his mouth and answered helplessly.

"You're welcome, you're welcome." Mo Nanbei quickly waved his hands and said modestly, as if he couldn't hear Li Ziqian's voice.

"No, no. Who are we and who? Don't be so polite, just take this homework with you."

"No, no, no, no, I still have to give it to you. You love learning so much, how uncomfortable you are without homework!"

The two politely gave in for several rounds until their mouths were dry before stopping.

Taking advantage of the reason of 'thirst', Mo Nanbei deceived another big blessing from Li Ziqian's refrigerator, then he put on his schoolbag and walked to the entrance of the entrance with satisfaction.

"Well, goodbye." Mo Nanbei bent over and put on his leather shoes.

"Break by."

Li Ziqian looked at Mo Nanbei's bent back, and waved at the pair of straight black silk legs.

After putting on his shoes, Mo Nanbei jumped on the spot twice, as if he suddenly remembered something, he turned his head and said to Li Ziqian,

"Before you die, remember to poke me on QQ, and I will come to your house for dinner."

"..."

"Can you say something nice?"

"What's the matter? Is there anything wrong with this sentence?" Mo Nanbei asked in confusion after listening to Li Ziqian's question.

"..."

"no problem."

"Well, then it's okay, what can I have a problem with?", Mo Nanbei reached out and opened the door.

It's just... just after taking a step out of the gate, she suddenly stopped, and the toes of her left foot, which had not yet taken a step, touched the ground lightly.

"Well...", Mo Nanbei didn't turn around, just simply dragged a long nasal voice, as if hesitating and thinking about something.

"What's wrong?" Li Ziqian asked.

"Um... well."

After another long speech, Mo Nanbei suddenly turned around and said to Li Ziqian with a very fast speech rate,

"Have a good rest, if you have anything to do, call me Dad, it's not that I can't help you.

Well, that's it.

See you again. "

boom.

The door was closed.

The speed is so fast that it does not give Li Ziqian a chance to speak at all.

I have to say, Mo Nanbei is really awkward and cute in this kind of place.

He obviously cares about people, but he has to show such an attitude.

When he was about to leave at the door before, he obviously only talked nonsense, and interrupted several times when he wanted to express his gratitude.

really...

Don't know what to say.

Helplessly smiled, Li Ziqian poured himself another cup of hot water and went back to the house.

￥￥￥￥￥￥

After closing the door, Mo Nanbei quickly stepped into the elevator.

In the elevator, the indifferent and slightly sarcastic expression on her face disappeared instantly.

His brows were slightly wrinkled, his eyes were a little erratic, and he pursed involuntarily recently, and retracted his hands into the wide sleeves of his sportswear.

She is weird today.

Be it behavior patterns or moods.

In fact, to a certain extent, she did not understand what she was thinking and doing.

I don’t understand today’s anxiety, I don’t understand today’s worries, I don’t understand today’s boredom, I don’t understand today’s joy.

...

'Why is this happening. ’

Thinking about it, she instinctively began to review what happened during the day after receiving the QQ message from Li Ziqian.

￥￥￥￥￥￥

What's for breakfast…

Since leaving the apartment building, Mo Nanbei has been thinking about this matter in confusion.

The steamed buns and soy milk that I originally wanted to eat are now a little tasteless when I think about it.

woo...

Mo Nanbei, who was in a mess in his head, walked aimlessly in a certain direction.

Ding dong ding dong.

I don't know how long I have been walking, and the sound of the supermarket opening suddenly rang in my ears.

...

'Say, he's alright. ’

Xu is because the stunned sound of the door opening is slightly similar to the doorbell, and this sentence flashed through Mo Nanbei's mind without warning.

Then, she stopped as she walked towards the station.

The common cold should not be absent from school.

Fever.

How many degrees.

Shouldn't it be more than 40 degrees.

It is said that it will affect intelligence, and even death in severe cases.

...

Uncontrolled, Mo Nanbei's head began to think of some strange things randomly.

But it should be fine.

Fortune favors fools.

Idiot luck is always good.

By the way, what about his breakfast?

Do you have medicine at home?

Takeaways should be fine.

but……

Ok…

Before he had a clear idea in his head, Mo Nanbei had already stopped a taxi by the side of the road.

When she's sick, she doesn't really want to get out of bed to get takeout.

I didn't want to endure sleepiness and wait for Schrödinger's little brother to arrive within the specified delivery time.

Although the final result is that there is food to eat and medicine to eat, this process... is actually quite torturous.

And...when you're sick, you want to eat something good.

I want to eat meat.

I want to eat umami.

I also want something sweet.

Mo Nanbei quickly recalled what she wanted to eat and what she wanted to do when she was sick, but after two or three seconds, she had an idea.

After sitting in the back seat, she said to the driver in front,

"Master, go to Sanxian Bridge."

There is a delicious breakfast shop near Sanxianqiao, not very far from the apartment where she lives, but the distance from the starting price.

If there is no problem with her proud memory, there will be a pharmacy a dozen steps to the left from the breakfast shop, and there is a Lawson next to the pharmacy.

wonderful.

You can buy everything you want on one street, saving time and efficiency.

The reason why she wanted to go to that shop to buy breakfast was mainly because Mo Nanbei felt that if she had something delicious and white porridge when she was sick, she would be very happy.

So... if it's to buy breakfast for some sick idiot, it should be about the same...?

After all, from a certain point of view, the two of them are quite similar.

Thinking about it, she quickly flipped through the phone directory and called the morning shift manager of the restaurant.

That store is quite big, and there are a lot of people for breakfast. The back kitchen must have prepared a lot of 'food storage'. If she asks to pack it in advance, she should be able to pick up the food when she arrives at the store after shopping. went away.

After all, it's morning, and she doesn't actually have a lot of time. She needs to be a time management master.

When he got there, Mo Nanbei first went to the pharmacy to buy some medicine.

Because he didn't know what Li Ziqian's symptoms were, Mo Nanbei bought him all the medicines related to colds and fever.

Anyway, this thing has a long shelf life, so be prepared.

Thinking about it, Mo Nanbei didn't have any psychological burden, and the calm aunt at the front desk of the pharmacy scanned the QR code to pay under the watchful gaze.

After that she took the supermarket.

I bought some desserts, some drinks, and a breakfast for herself—bread and milk.

This is great to eat when time is of the essence.

After all, bread swells with water, and the feeling of fullness in the stomach will be very strong.

When she arrived at the store, the food she ordered was already ready.

After specifically asking the manager for a bigger bag to pack everything, Mo Nanbei took a taxi home.

It took five minutes to return to the apartment building, during which Mo Nanbei finished his breakfast in two or three in the car.

Holding a large bag of 'materials', Mo Nanbei dropped it at Li Ziqian's door.

When she got on the elevator and left, she sent a message to Li Ziqian.

Then, she took a taxi to school again.

No way, there are still seven minutes and twenty-eight seconds before the class bell rings, the ghost knows when the next bus will come.

She didn't want to be stopped by the old woman standing at the school gate every day because she was late for school and brought to the office for tea.

It would ruin her day's good mood.

After arriving at the school, she took advantage of the early self-study to check each other's texts and the classroom was cluttered, so she took the time to reply to a few messages from Li Ziqian.

Ok.

The man appears to be alive and of normal intelligence.

The items should have been received, and they looked like they were eaten.

Ok.

Even if you are a fool, you should get better after taking medicine.

...

Before she knew it, Mo Nanbei was feeling a little uneasy at first, but now she has suddenly improved a lot.

This... what is the point.

Mo Nanbei is not very clear.

It's just that when she was replying to Li Ziqian's message, when she didn't even notice it, the corners of her mouth gradually rose and the expression on her face gradually softened.

It's as if...

The assistant watched as the ADC he was holding finally successfully developed into a six-piece suit.

...

During the lunch break, on the roof of the No. 3 teaching building.

At 12:37 noon on Friday, March 10, Mo Nanbei finally regained her own rooftop.

Sitting on the high platform, blowing the melodious breeze, squinting comfortably, looking at the grassland in the distance.

only…

After taking a sip of coffee and subconsciously looking at the corner of the wall, Mo Nanbei did not find a familiar figure there.

...

Inexplicably, I felt a sudden loss of uncontrollable emotions.

It's as if...

It was as if I suddenly opened the refrigerator and found that there was no ice Coke.

Wronged?

Can't tell.

Now... she just simply hopes that Li Ziqian can be there.

Hmm... I just want to be able to see him when I turn my head.

Why... have this idea.

because I……

Miss him a bit.

When this logic was suddenly understood, Mo Nanbei was stunned.

Dumbly stunned for more than a minute.

"Ah...ah...ah..."

It wasn't until an uninteresting crow in the sky shrieked and passed over her head, that she gradually regained her senses.

what happened to her.

Because there is no one to play with?

...

do not know.

It's just... She couldn't think of any reasonable explanation for a while.

After much thought and repeated proofs, there is only one argument that is more reliable.

After all, she seemed to be used to it, and there was always someone by her side.

You can fight with her, take a lunch break with her, go to school with her, communicate and talk with her.

If you think about it carefully, they seem to be basically together from morning to night.

From 5:30 am to 7:30 pm.

Habits are scary.

What's even more frightening is that I seem to have unconsciously developed a habit that doesn't always feel very good.

...

At this time, the mood was subtle again.

This subtlety is a little more subtle than before.

like putting it on hold