Meng Yan's Transformation

"Aunt, my third cousin treats me very well. He is a man who speaks coldly but is warm-hearted. It is also very good for me to live in my little house, but my little house has no door, only a curtain as a cover. My second cousin always likes to stay in my little house whether he has something to do or not. Sometimes when I fall asleep, he suddenly comes to my little house without knowing when. He said: He likes to secretly watch me sleep. He said that I look very cute when I sleep and he likes to watch... Often I wake up suddenly and he is grinning at me, which scares me. What's more annoying is that his saliva flows on my face and neck. His saliva has a sour and smelly smell. I... Because I dislike my second cousin's saliva, I had some unpleasantness with my third cousin. My third cousin said that human saliva is a treasure and has anti-inflammatory effects. I shouldn't dislike my second cousin's saliva... So I... I really want to leave my third cousin's house... I really don't like my second cousin suddenly appearing in my bed when I am sleeping..."

As Zhan Mengyan spoke, her eyes became moist.

"Good boy, auntie knows you've been wronged. It seems I was right to take you away. Don't tell anyone else what you said to me today. It's not good for you or your second cousin. Your second cousin is mentally handicapped, so don't be angry with him. He's still a kind and good boy by nature."

As my aunt spoke, she exhaled smoke as if she was thinking about something.

"I know my second cousin is a kind person, but I can't accept his bad habits. If someone else drooled on my face, I would have beaten him up long ago... It's very uncomfortable to not dare to sleep. Sometimes I just fall into a daze for a while and suddenly wake up. In my dreams, I always dream of Yundawen's big head with a hippie face and drooling. I feel like I'm going to become a lunatic. I felt more at ease with my aunt by my side last night. My aunt decided that we will meet in the evening. It's getting late and I have to go to school. You should talk to my third cousin and don't let him misunderstand that I'm an ungrateful bad kid. I am very grateful from the bottom of my heart that he took me in. Now my third cousin always talks to me as if he is angry. He is still angry with me. I'd better not run into him now. I won't say goodbye to him. I will explain it when I have a chance later."

"Are you not going to have breakfast before you leave? I'll make it in a minute. Don't worry, Xiao Mengyan. I'll go talk to your third cousin and tell him that I'm afraid of loneliness and want to find a companion. I've chosen Xiao Mengyan. If I lose my temper, your third cousin can't do anything to me."

While my aunt was speaking, she put down her pipe, hurriedly found potatoes, and prepared to cook.

After washing up, Zhan Mengyan said goodbye to her aunt and hurried to school without waiting for breakfast.

"It's so hard for this child to study! He doesn't even have breakfast and has no place to live... Alas..."

Aunt looked at Zhan Mengyan's back and sighed.

Zhan Mengyan trotted all the way to the school gate.

Zhang Xincheng was wandering around the school gate, reciting:

"Karl Marx was born German, and German was his native language..."

"Come to the school gate and recite Karl Marx. Do you want to be a role model for me? Or do you want me to praise you for reciting the text in your English class fluently?"

While Zhan Mengyan was speaking, she secretly turned behind Zhang Xincheng.

Zhang Xincheng was startled and turned around to see Zhan Mengyan, his face flushed red.

"Zhan Mengyan, stop teasing me. Tell me quickly, where have you been these past few days? You haven't attended self-study classes for several nights? Did anyone see you go to the hospital? Are you sick? Are you feeling unwell?"

When Zhang Xincheng spoke, his throat tightened, the corners of his mouth trembled, and his eyes were like a searchlight, constantly scanning Zhan Mengyan's face - from the cracked lips to the blue eye sockets, afraid to miss any clues of illness.

"Who says you have to be sick to go to the hospital? I did go to the hospital, but I was visiting a patient. My deskmate was sick, and very sick? She was Teacher Dong Lamei's sister, Dong Hanmei."

While Zhan Mengyan was speaking, she also looked at Zhang Xincheng:

A wheat-colored face with a hint of dark, a pair of bright and deep single-lidded small eyes under thick sword-like eyebrows, looking at her with worry, a high and slightly tilted nose, naturally hanging middle-parted black hair, not as neat as before, the short hair is a little longer, covering the ears, broad shoulders, short stature, but well-proportioned and upright, a military green canvas schoolbag, bulging with stuff, is carried on the waist...

"Zhan Mengyan, why are you staring at me? Is there something wrong with me? Hey, my hair is too long, it's time to cut it..."

As Zhang Xincheng spoke, he touched his hair with a red face.