Chapter 1
At the end of October, Ruchuan City entered late autumn.
It rained for several days in a row throughout the city. The temperature in the air is like ice, wet and cold alternately. The heavy rain seems to have no tendency to stop and occasionally hits the window, making a rattling sound.
In the airtight interior, the blackout curtains tightly cover the scenery outside. There are three silver locks embedded in the white wooden door, which look oppressive and gloomy in a row.
The lamp on the ceiling is on; the light is warm and soft. The room is bright, not dim like when you're falling asleep.
But under this light,
On the bed by the window, the powder blue quilt is raised. The girl curled up in a ball inside, her eyes closed. showing half a fair face and soft hair.
It seemed that she didn't sleep well. Although Shu Nian hadn't moved, her face was pale, her eyes were blue-gray, and her eyelashes trembled from time to time. Haggard and restless
Suddenly.
There was a loud click from a distance. It was the sound of the entrance door being opened.
Shu Nian's heart skipped a beat, and she immediately opened her eyes. She looked dull and woke up for a while, with cold sweat on her forehead.
Thinking of the voice she heard just now, Shu Nian slowly got out of bed, with a weak panting sound in her throat. She stepped on the soft carpet and stopped in front of the door.
Standing here, one could faintly hear the voice of Mother Deng Qingyu talking to herself.
But she still looked very vigilant, and she opened the two lower locks, leaving only the top chain lock. Shu Nian opened the door carefully, only opening a small gap.
After confirming that the person outside was Deng Qingyu, Shu Nian completely relaxed. She pursed her lips, scratched her head, and rummaged through the slippers that she had kicked somewhere.
After putting it on, he walked out of the room.
The house is not too big—about fifty square meters. One bedroom, one living room, one bathroom, plus a small balcony At this moment, the curtains have been pulled open, and outside the floor-to-ceiling windows, apart from the luxuriant camphor trees, only raindrops can be seen falling continuously.
The sky is gloomy, and night has not yet fallen.
A slight wind came in through the crack of the window, as if mixed with ice.
Shu Nian couldn't help shivering.
There was no carpet in the living room, and the sound of slippers slapping the floor was not faint, which quickly caught Deng Qingyu's attention.
"Why is your complexion so bad? Didn't you sleep well?"
Shu Nian shook her head and asked in a low voice, "Why are you here?"
"I called you yesterday and heard that you had a cough. I've got something for you to eat." Deng Qingyu pointed to the kitchen and said, "I put a bag in the refrigerator. Now I'm going to make you a rock sugar pear."
Shunian picked up the hot water pot on the tea table, went to the water dispenser to fill it, and responded warmly.
"Thank you, Mom."
Deng Qingyu hummed and simply tidied up the living room, saying: "The seasons have changed recently; you should pay attention to yourself. Don't close the windows all the time; pay attention to ventilation; and don't get sick from stuffiness."
Shu Nian nodded : "Okay."
Filling the water halfway, Shu Nian returned to the tea table with the kettle in her arms and started to boil the water.
The power of the hot water kettle is high, and it didn't take long for the sound of boiling to appear, and the smoke was lingering. Shu Nian opened the plastic bag on the coffee table, took out several boxes of medicine inside, and carefully read the instructions.
Deng Qingyu couldn't rest, straightened the pillow on the sofa, and asked casually: "You don't have a fever, do you?"
Shu Nian looked up and answered obediently, "No, just a little cough."
Deng Qingyu didn't say anything and just glanced at Shu Nian.
Her lips were pursed, and she lowered her eyes again, staring at the small words on the paper, looking very serious.
Afterwards, Deng Qingyu entered the kitchen.
When Deng Qingyu returned to the living room, she found that Shu Nian was still in the same posture as before, motionless. The spine is straight, and the soft hair hangs down, slightly fluffy.
The facial features are small and soft, and it looks like a child who hasn't grown up yet.
The slippers underneath were kicked away by her, and they were in a mess.
"What is this?" Deng Qingyu walked to her side and suddenly remembered, "Today is Thursday, right? Are you going to see a psychiatrist later?"
"Yes." Shunian put the medicine away and then put it back. Well, "I will go every week." The atmosphere returns to silence.
Deng Qingyu knelt down to arrange her slippers; her voice was small but cautious: "Nian Nian, you said you have been seeing this psychiatrist for almost a year, do you think it is effective?"
Shu Nian paused, thought for a moment, and hesitated. She replied: "I think so."
Deng Qingyu's expression was one of hesitancy to speak, and in the end, she said nothing. She reached out and rubbed her head: "That's good."
"What's wrong?"
"Nothing." Deng Qingyu revealed with a smile, "Mom just wants to ask about your condition."
Shunian recalled what the doctor said to her last week: "The last time I went, the doctor told me that if I continued the treatment, in the future I would only be asked to go there twice a month."
"Then you will be completely healed slowly, right?" Deng Qingyu's mood suddenly improved, and she was in the mood to joke, "Mom is still waiting for you to bring a boyfriend back."
Suddenly jumping to a topic, Shu Nian paused and looked at her in astonishment.
Deng Qingyu couldn't help laughing: "Why this expression."
"Exactly." Shu Nian didn't know what to say, and after holding back for a long time, she just said, "Mom, are you in a hurry?"
Deng Qingyu said, "No rush."
Hearing this, Shu Nian heaved a sigh of relief. "Then I'll wait until the illness is completely cured before looking for a boyfriend. I'll find a good-looking one, so that mother will find it pleasing to the eye."
Deng Qingyu shook her head, not quite agreeing: " Good-looking men are unreliable."
Shunian choked on her words, coughed twice, and muttered lowly, "Not good-looking; even if they're reliable, I'm not happy."
"..."
After a long time, Deng Qingyu Looking at the clock on the wall, she packed up her things: "It's almost four o'clock, mom is going to pick up your brother from school. Remember to drink rock candy pear; I have a lot of stew; remember to bring some to Officer He."
Shu Nian stood up and said vaguely: "I can finish the drink."
"You still want to find a good-looking boyfriend?" Deng Qingyu frowned, unable to see her stingy appearance.
"..."
Deng Qingyu said goodbye, and Shu Nian closed the door.
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