Ling Wenxiao felt that He Qiyan's forehead was really hot, so he reached out and grabbed He Qiyan's arm: "I feel like you really have a fever. Let me help you go back to your room to rest! I put the fever medicine at home on
Where is it? I'll get it for you."
He Qiyan had a real fever, but he couldn't explain to Ling Wenxiao why he was so hot. In order not to take medicine, he made up a lie: "I have been allergic to fever medicine since I was a child."
, so when I have a fever, I just lie on the bed and cover myself with two layers of quilts to let out the sweat.”
Ling Wenxiao really believed it, because this method was indeed effective, but she usually did it after taking the medicine. Ling Wenxiao had no choice but to follow what he said: "Okay, let's go back to the room first. I'll give it to you."
You look for a quilt."
After saying that, Ling Wenxiao helped He Qiyan up and went upstairs. He Qiyan pretended to be weak and leaned on Ling Wenxiao. After Ling Wenxiao put He Qiyan down, Ling Wenxiao again
He rummaged through the closet and found a quilt. The two quilts covered He Qiyan tightly. He went to the bathroom to wash a towel, soaked it in cold water for a while, and put it on He Qiyan's forehead.
Ling Wenxiao sat beside He Qiyan's bed, looking at him with a motherly look. He Qiyan squinted at Ling Wenxiao, pretending to be about to fall asleep, and looked at Ling Wen weakly.
Xiao said: "It's okay. You can go back to your room and rest. I'll be fine tomorrow morning."
Ling Wenxiao hesitated, but still nodded: "Okay, then if you are really uncomfortable, just call me and I will take you to the hospital."
He Qiyan agreed and closed his eyes and pretended to sleep. Ling Wenxiao got up and silently walked to the door, turned off all the lights in the room, went downstairs and packed all the clothes in the living room into his room.
He Qiyan slowly opened his eyes when he heard Ling Wenxiao coming downstairs, and said to Songsong, "What should I do? My heart is not feeling well, can you cure it?"
Songsong replied: "Songsong can't do it. The heart disease is difficult to cure. We can only wait until someone is willing to melt it."
Ling Wenxiao hung all the clothes on hangers in the closet of the room, as well as the bags bought today. The closet was suddenly full. After Ling Wenxiao packed up the clothes, he packed every paper bag.
It's flat, you can keep it for later use, and you can sell it for money when it's worn out.
"He Qiyan, why did he buy so many clothes for me out of nowhere? This summer will be over soon and I won't be able to wear them all! I don't understand why I'm still angry when I ask him to give me money to buy them myself."
After Ling Wenxiao spent several hours finally packing these things, he was too tired to stand anymore and slumped down on the ground. Finally, he struggled internally for a while before he managed to stand up. Ling Wenxiao rushed as fast as he could.
I took a shower, brushed my teeth, and immediately threw myself on the bed.
Although Ling Wenxiao is very tired, his mind can't help but recall what happened during the day. Ling Wenxiao is now like a child who has just gained knowledge of the world. All the shocks here require
She took some time to adapt, while Ling Wenxiao quickly reviewed it in his mind.
How to go to the mall, what is the name of the mall, what are the dishes he likes in the store, and who he met, Ling Wenxiao thought of Cole, and suddenly remembered that he promised to go out with him the day after tomorrow.
, Ling Wenxiao immediately found the phone card and reinstalled it on the phone.
As soon as he turned on the phone, he was bombarded with all kinds of text messages. Ling Wenxiao opened it and saw that they were all Ling Wenxiao's "I love you, I miss you so much" confession messages. He scrolled down and found a number that tweeted pictures.
, Ling Wenxiao clicked on it and was so frightened that he threw his phone away. All the pictures were very bloody and cruel.
Ling Wenxiao lay flat and took a deep breath to calm down and relax. He picked up his phone again, deleted all text messages, and turned on airplane mode.
Ling Wenxiao patted his heart: "Huh~ It's a small scene, it's okay, it's okay."
Ling Wenxiao opened WeChat and found Keer in it. He had already sent his address. Ling Wenxiao opened Keer's circle of friends curiously, wanting to see what Ling Wenxiao's friend usually likes to do, so as not to worry about it the day after tomorrow.
When they meet, it will be revealed that they are not the original owner.
"His life is so rich. He can learn a small language by himself during his break at work every day. The company sends someone to that country on a business trip. Only he is qualified for this task. The salary is very generous, with free food and accommodation.
He was also awarded 200,000 yuan as a travel support fund, allowing him to shoot vlogs of food tours, eat, have fun and get the job done. I’m really envious.
Oh~ Every year during the annual vacation, he travels to a city for half a month, drives a RV and travels by car, taking his Samoyed with him. This is so happy!
I also often participate in charity activities, donate blood once a year, and go to mountainous areas to deliver reading and stationery supplies to children. I’m so envious..."
Ling Wenxiao looked through each of the friends shared by Cole one by one, about travel, food, and sports. She felt that a person can have unlimited potential. It was obvious that Cole was full of hope and vitality for life.
Ling Wenxiao felt a little emotional. Why are young people called young people? It’s because they are at an age where they can make mistakes and pursue everything they don’t know without any worries. No matter how realistic life is, they still maintain a brave and loving heart towards life.
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Ling Wenxiao thought about the depressed and depressed self before. Although he had only been away for a short month, that kind of life now seemed to have really become someone else's life. The fear and confusion that had once been so clear had long since been abandoned today.
Behind his head, the fists that had hit him and all the injuries he had suffered turned out to be a dream within a dream.
Ling Wenxiao was already looking forward to meeting Keer. She saw in him a yearning for life that she did not have. Keer was like a fireball full of energy and burning crazily. Ling Wenxiao wanted to walk in.
See how this fireball world works.
Ling Wenxiao happily put down his phone and remembered that He Qiyan was still sick, so he got up and went upstairs to see how he was doing.
Ling Wenxiao opened the door softly and saw that He Qiyan had fallen asleep. She walked over and gently put her hand on her forehead, and found that it was no longer hot. Ling Wenxiao felt it was amazing: "This physique is really amazing.
It’s great, it’s healed so quickly.”
Ling Wenxiao went downstairs with peace of mind, returned to the room, lay down on the bed, and spoke to her loosely: "Master, if someone is worried and uneasy because of you, will you save him or not?"
The originally silent room was broken by this sudden sound. Ling Wenxiao trembled in fright, and all the sleepiness he had just felt was frightened away by this song.
Ling Wenxiao turned around helplessly and said to Songsong:
"Songsong, can you please stop talking to me in the middle of the night? I'm really scared to death. If it's more serious, you need to call an ambulance for me, okay? Also, who did you just say?
Are you worried about me? Save or not, I really don’t know, but at this moment I need to save myself."
Ling Wenxiao sat up and walked to the living room to pour himself a glass of water. He drank it all. Ling Wenxiao looked around and knew in his heart that everything here was not his own and he had to go abroad as soon as possible.
Go, work there to make money, you can't keep eating and drinking here for free, and this Songsong, why is it so weird, are robots going to rule mankind now, it's too scary.
Ling Wenxiao was so tired that he couldn't stand it anymore. He went back to the room and fell on the bed, covering his head with the quilt. No matter what, no one should disturb my sleep.
Ling Wenxiao slept until noon of the next day. In fact, she could continue to sleep, but her stomach refused to allow it. Ling Wenxiao got up and started to go out to find food. She saw a cup of coffee and a chocolate on the dining table.
mousse.
"The boss is so considerate, he even gave me some flowers to buy breakfast."
Ling Wenxiao quickly washed up and sat down at the dining table. He found a note under the coffee. After taking a sip of mousse, Ling Wenxiao picked up the note and looked at it. It was a handwritten message from He Qiyan for her.
: "I have some things to do at the company today, so I will go home later. I have hired an English teacher for you in the afternoon. You need to take two hours of English classes to prepare."
"Oh~ English class, okay! Memorizing English words has been a headache since I was a child. It seems that you will have to pay it back sooner or later when you come out to work. You should learn what you need to learn early in the morning and late in the evening."
Ling Wenxiao finished breakfast quickly. Of course, it could also be said to be lunch. Ling Wenxiao found a white T-shirt in the closet and put on simple jeans.
Looking at the somewhat messy living room, he walked into the bathroom and started to throw mops. The doorbell outside the door rang at this time. Ling Wenxiao was a little panicked: "Ah? The English teacher came so early, what should I do?
It’s not tidied up!”
Ling Wenxiao put down the mop, tidied his hair, and immediately ran to the door to open the door. Just as he was about to say hello to the teacher, he saw two aunts in front of him, wearing light blue work clothes, wearing masks, and holding some
Cleaning tools, one of the aunties said: "Hello, Mrs. He, we are hourly employees appointed by Mr. He, come and clean."
Ling Wenxiao immediately let the person into the room: "Oh oh oh, please come in quickly, please come in quickly, the room is a bit messy, there is no need to change your shoes."
The two aunts took out a pair of transparent blue disposable shoe covers and put them on the shoes: "It doesn't matter, we have our own shoe covers."
The two aunts came in and started to clean up in a familiar manner. It was obvious that they were old employees and knew everything about the house. Ling Wenxiao felt relieved when he saw someone cleaning the house. After a while, the English teacher came to the house.
It's pretty embarrassing.
Ling Wenxiao found himself a notebook and a ballpoint pen to take notes while studying.
Not long after, the two aunts had cleaned the whole house spotlessly, and walked to the door to greet Ling Wenxiao: "Mrs. He, we have finished cleaning. Let's go first. See you, Mrs. He."
Ling Wenxiao came out and enthusiastically held two 100-yuan yuan bills and handed them into the hands of the two aunts: "Aunts, you have worked hard today. Please accept this as a small thank you."
The two aunts took the money and nodded with a smile: "Thank you, Mrs. He."
Ling Wenxiao also learned from He Qiyan's work style. After serving him, he would give a small tip to express his gratitude.
Ling Wenxiao combed his loose hair into a bun, which was neat and tidy, making it easier for him to keep his hair from falling down.
Ding ding ding...the English teacher is really here this time.
"Hello, Mrs. He, I am your English teacher, just call me Mary."
The English teacher in front of him must be in his early forties. He is tall and slender. His enthusiastic movements and expressions made Ling Wenxiao feel a lot closer to him instantly.
Ling Wenxiao also smiled: "Hello, Mary, please come in!" Ling Wenxiao welcomed the teacher in, took her to the coffee table in the living room, pointed to the sofa: "Teacher, please sit down, you want something to drink"
What? I'll pour it for you."
The English teacher took out the water cup he carried with him and waved his hand to Ling Wenxiao: "No, Mrs. He, I have a special water cup because the teacher often has to speak with a loud voice, so I will soak some Pang Dahai myself.
Wolfberry or something.”
Ling Wenxiao nodded, walked to the teacher and sat down.
The English teacher took out a postgraduate entrance examination textbook and a postgraduate entrance examination dictionary and put them in front of Ling Wenxiao. Ling Wenxiao looked surprised: "What? I actually studied English for the postgraduate entrance examination. Oh my god, I don't even know basic English."
ah."
The English teacher saw Ling Wenxiao's expression of disbelief and said: "It doesn't matter, this is not meant for you to memorize everything, but to give you a certain level of familiarity. The first thing we will practice is some spoken English.
Vocabulary books require you to simply memorize them, at least when you go abroad, you can understand the menu of ordering!"
Ling Wenxiao laughed awkwardly: "Yeah, yeah, okay, I may be a slower learner because I haven't touched English for many years, so I may not remember some simple words."
The English teacher said easily: "Oh, it's okay, be confident, honey." This chapter has been completed!