Su Meng, who was huddled in the corner, could no longer resist the onset of sleepiness, and fell over with her head groggy.
In the dream, the high-spirited young man appeared again, but it was not Zhou Shaoyang.
She asked him: "Who are you?"
The young man accused himself of being the one who broke his promise.
Su Meng apologized and promised to give the painting to him as agreed.
"I do not need."
Su Meng wanted to hold him, but she could only watch as he disappeared in front of her.
The anxiety in the dream affected her nerves, causing Su Meng to wake up suddenly.
She slowly stood up and found that she was wearing a fever-reducing patch on her head, her throat was a little sore, and she couldn't make a sound.
"Where is this?"
There was a weak lamp on the bedside in the room, and the exquisite cool-colored curtains perfectly blocked the sunlight, making it difficult to tell the difference between day and night.
Su Meng opened the quilt and was about to get out of bed. Then she realized that she had put on clean pajamas at some point. If she smelled it carefully, she could still smell the faint lemon fragrance.
She was frightened and got into the quilt in panic.
I started to search for my mobile phone, but I moved too much, and the mobile phone beside my pillow just "squeaked" and fell into the crack of the bed.
Jiang Ning took advantage of her lunch break to bring medicine and lunch to Su Meng. When she opened the door, she saw Su Meng crawling under the bed. Her feet were bare. From the tight soles of her feet, she could tell that she was under the bed.
Work hard under the bed.
Jiang Ning silently pressed the button, and the lift bed automatically rose, revealing an embarrassed Su Meng under the bed.
Her fingers had already dug into a corner of the phone case, and if she tried harder, she might be able to pull the phone out.
"Jiang...Teacher Jiang...Aqiu!"
Su Meng spoke softly, trying to break the awkward atmosphere, but obviously, it had no effect.
Her body was so stiff, not knowing whether she should move or not.
"Don't get up?"
Su Meng realized it later, stood up suddenly, and the back of her head hit the rising bottom of the bed.
"stupid."
"Sorry...Aqiu!"
Oops, I have rhinitis.
Su Meng opened her mouth slightly, with a hoarse voice, and apologized habitually, and glanced at Jiang Ning from time to time, trying to confirm his emotions.
It was obvious that Jiang Ning's handsome face was full of displeasure.
Su Meng had many things she wanted to ask him, and even wanted to question him.
For example, last night, why did you inexplicably leave yourself in front of the hotel?
Also, I obviously arrived at the school gate last night, why are I here now?
What’s more! Why did you change your clothes? Who changed them?
But obviously, Su Meng didn't dare to speak, and no matter what, she helped her when she was in trouble.
Although most of the reason for my suffering is because of him!
Su Meng looked like a child who had made a mistake, and stepped aside cautiously, tying her messy hair with a guilty conscience.
She must look very ugly now. She has only known Jiang Ning for a few days. Why does he always see her in embarrassment?
No, no, specifically, it should be that as long as he has anything to do with Jiang Ning, nothing good has ever happened to him.
He is indeed the God of Plague, and he really tries his best to conquer himself.
Su Meng just murmured to herself and didn't even hear Jiang Ning urging her to come over for dinner.
"Su Meng!"
"Ah? Ah Qiu! Ah Qiu!"
It was over, he was even more angry...
"Have a meal."
Jiang Ning softened her tone slightly, and Su Meng sat next to him obediently, subconsciously lifting the chair to the left.
The distance between the two people became longer.
It's terrible, isn't it too obvious?
"Fever-reducing medicine, cold medicine, allergy medicine, and rhinitis cleaner. After taking the medicine, drink the porridge, and then go to rest."
"Thank you...Aqiu!"
Su Meng was a little surprised. How did he know that he had rhinitis?
In fact, my rhinitis is not serious, and I usually don’t have much reaction. I just can’t stop sneezing when I have a cold. Sometimes when it gets serious, I may even sneeze and bleed.
But because I rarely have rhinitis, even my uncle and aunt don’t know that I have rhinitis.
Where did he know this? Could it be that he was in a daze last night and sneezed constantly, smearing his nose on his sheets, quilt and clothes?
"There is lemonade in the pot, don't forget to drink it. If you are sick, you should take more vitamin C."
When Jiang Ning said this, her tone was slightly gentle, which surprised Su Meng on the side.
In the past, Zhou Shaoyang also reminded himself that he should drink more lemon water to supplement vitamin C when he was sick.
Thinking of Zhou Shaoyang, Su Meng's originally relaxed nerves suddenly tightened and she suddenly stopped Jiang Ning who was about to leave.
"Um, Teacher Jiang, do you have any painting tools at home?"
Jiang Ning frowned and looked at her in confusion.
"Well, I have some inspiration for that and want to draw it... Ah Qiu!"
Of course, Su Meng didn't know how fake she was when she lied. People could see through it at a glance, and Jiang Ning didn't even bother to expose it.
"Go to the studio to paint by yourself tomorrow, don't do any creative work while you're sick!"
"No...ah, Aqiu!"
It will be too late tomorrow. Even if I try my best, it will take me 12 hours to finish the three paintings, not to mention that my current condition is so bad...
Jiang Ning obviously ignored Su Meng, but put down the lift bed and said lightly:
"Go to bed."
Su Meng hesitated for a minute and decided not to confront Jiang Ning. After all, this was his home and he might have to kick her out.
She sat on the bed obediently. In order to show that she was obedient, she didn't forget to take a sip of lemonade before lying down.
That lemonade hit Su Meng's taste nerves and brought her memory back to six years ago.
This taste is exactly the same as what Zhou Shaoyang gave him privately six years ago.
It contains lemon, honey, and ginger slices.
Because ginger slices have a unique spicy taste, Su Meng tasted it when she took the first sip.
"Teacher Jiang, this lemonade..."
Before Su Meng finished speaking, Jiang Ning had already closed the door, leaving Su Meng alone in the room, deep in thought.
"This lemonade is so special..."
Seeing that there was no sound outside the door, Su Meng picked up her phone and glanced at the time.
Twelve o'clock?
Twelve o'clock!
It's twelve o'clock at noon! Not twelve o'clock at night!
"I go!"
Su Meng couldn't sit still anymore and jumped up from the bed. She had slept so hard!
She quickly changed into clothes, but Jiang Ning's house was a bit big, so she walked around twice before finding the bathroom.
Various smart products made it possible for Su Meng to wash up in just ten minutes, but ended up spending half an hour.
Finally, she did not forget to clean the bathroom a little for Jiang Ning, for fear that she might damage something.
After all, if you sell yourself, you may not be able to afford these expensive smart home products.
Finally, Su Meng went out at one o'clock in the afternoon.
I originally thought it would take me an hour and a half to walk to the school, but when I arrived at the gate of the community, I realized that I could see No. 24 Middle School when I looked up, and I could reach the school gate after passing two traffic lights.