After I traveled through the book, I gained a humanoid pendant

Ni Yangzhou didn't hear the boy's whisper clearly.

"Oh, and don't you need to bring food to your family today?"

Meng Ting raised his head and looked at the other party, "I took it."

Ni Yangzhou belatedly raised his head and looked at him, "Then you..."

I walk for thirty minutes early in the morning to buy breakfast, then walk back for thirty minutes, and then walk another thirty minutes to wait for him.

Are you here for race walking?

Ni Yangzhou was so shocked that he was speechless.

"Boss, can I ask you why?"

Meng Ting looked at him like that again, without any expression.

The boy uttered two words between his lips.

"For you."

When these two words came out, Ni Yangzhou had a brainstorming session in just a few seconds. He thought of the return of the Dragon King and the counterattack of the son-in-law, and of the revenge of gangs and the slap in the face after rebirth. Finally, what popped up in the corner of his mind was the entanglement of the previous life and the sadomasochistic love.

Please.

Ni Yangzhou thought awkwardly, he was ignoring me a few days ago, how come he really cares about me after a few times, especially today, when I saw him at the breakfast shop this morning, his attitude was obviously different from before, did something happen last night?

This "for you" is really easy to make people think of something wrong, okay?

Meng Ting took in the expression of the person opposite him, but did not say anything. He just lowered his head and stopped looking at the stiff person.

"For, for, for me?"

Ni Yangzhou still couldn't come up with a reasonable explanation.

Meng Ting gave him a way out.

"You are my only friend."

As soon as these words were spoken, it seemed as if the huge emotional difficulties were solved. Ni Yangzhou was trapped in a vortex of tasks. If he was given an inexplicable emotional line because of his recent "dog-licking" behavior, he would wake up from his bed in the middle of the night and slap himself eight hundred times.

"friend."

Ni Yangzhou murmured something and began to feel pity for Meng Ting in his heart.

He comes from a poor family, has top grades, looks great, has admirers, people who envy him, people who compare with him, but no friends.

Meng Ting doesn't like to laugh and always gives people a cold feeling. He has the aura of a top student and seems to be out of touch with the world.

His family was poor, and I never saw him attend any class gatherings or activities. He went home after class and had no time or energy to maintain friendships.

Only myself who encountered it several times in a row.

Give him gifts, talk to him actively, and invite him to participate in activities.

The protagonist considers himself a friend.

"Yes, friends, just friends are good."

Ni Yangzhou figured it out, smiled and pinched Meng Ting's shoulder, treating Meng Ting like a brother.

I felt happy again. Does this mean I have officially become the protagonist?

Only friend.

Ni Yangzhou had a smile on his face, but he was still slowly chewing on these words in his heart. He tasted sadness in them and felt a little guilty for his obvious show of goodwill.

If Meng Ting didn't have such an excellent setting, would he take the initiative to show his goodwill?

If he wasn't the protagonist, and didn't have this appearance...

Forget it.

Ni Yangzhou denied himself in his heart.

The setting for him is also the real him. In this world, Meng Ting is Meng Ting, and his setting is his real life.

The boy made up his mind secretly.

Be nicer to Meng Ting sincerely in the future.

Time passed quickly. Ni Yangzhou looked at the watch and it was almost time for the morning self-study get out of class to end. If Meng Ting left now, he would be able to catch the first class.

Ni Yangzhou yawned and said, "Brother Meng, I'm sorry to make you miss the morning self-study class."

Meng Ting shook his head, indicating that it didn't matter.

"But I feel a little uncomfortable today."

I didn't sleep all night, and I chased people and ran in the morning. Now I feel tired.

"I'll catch up on my sleep at home this morning," Ni Yangzhou did not forget his "change of heart and study hard" persona, and then said, "I'll go back to class in the afternoon."

Meng Ting walked to Ni Yangzhou's side, suddenly raised her hand and touched the boy's forehead, and said, "It's a bit feverish. Do you have any medicine? I'll go buy some."

Ni Yangzhou took a step back to avoid it, but then felt that this was really embarrassing, so he moved back, as if he was deliberately trying to rub against the little animal.

"Ah, fever?" Ni Yangzhou touched his nose and forehead. "Yes, a little bit. I should have medicine at home."

Ni Yangzhou rummaged through the drawers and found a box of antipyretic medicine in the emergency medicine box. Just as he was about to take it, he was stopped by Meng Ting.

The boy held a thermometer in his bony hands.

"You have to take your temperature first. If it's over 38 degrees, then take antipyretics."

Ni Yangzhou was actually very tired now. He didn't want to move or measure himself. However, due to the other party's active concern, he had no choice but to say, "Then I'll go back to bed and measure myself."

As he said this, he yawned and walked into the bedroom.

As he walked, he said, "Brother Meng, go back to class."

Walking to the bed and falling onto the warm bed, Ni Yangzhou's eyelids immediately stuck together.

At this moment, the feeling of being watched appeared again.

Ni Yangzhou's eyes narrowed slightly.

Sure enough, it was Meng Ting standing beside the bed, looking at him with a dull expression, as if a little dissatisfied.

"Teacher Xiao Meng, aren't you leaving?"

The boy brought over a stool, and his slender waistline was faintly visible under the blue and white school uniform. From the angle he was lying on the bed, he looked very powerful.

The boy said, "I won't leave. I'll stay with you."

Ni Yangzhou could no longer open his eyes, and his voice became smaller and smaller. He originally wanted to urge the other party to go back to school and not to miss classes.

But I feel at ease knowing that someone is watching over me.

A pervert had just entered the house, and I didn't know how many people had the key to the original owner's house. After my mana bar ran out, I continued to cultivate my overall strength. I only asked the teacher for half a day to rest...

As he thought about it, Ni Yangzhou didn't say anything to refuse, but whispered:

"Okay, thank you..."

Then he fell into a deep and sweet dream.

Meng Ting looked at the person who was sleeping defenselessly and started to think silently in his heart.

The boy sitting on the bed watched the time on Ni Yangzhou's phone tick by one word. When ten minutes passed, he shook Ni Yangzhou's shoulder slightly.

"Arm up, thermometer."

The boy's voice was just like his own, clear and comfortable. Ni Yangzhou listened to it without thinking. He raised his arm obediently like a puppet obeying orders.

"Mom, I feel dizzy..."

Ni Yangzhou muttered unconsciously.

Meng Ting, who has been promoted to a male mother, is very skilled in taking care of people. She held Ni Yangzhou's arm and took out the thermometer.

His arms and armpits were also burning hot. Meng Ting guessed the temperature by putting the back of his hand on them. When he looked at the reading, it was indeed 38 degrees.

Meng Ting shook the watch, put the thermometer back in the box, tucked in the quilt for the lying patient, and went out to get the antipyretic medicine.

Meng Ting took out the medicine and looked at the date. Fortunately, they were not expired.

Ni Yangzhou was surprisingly well-behaved despite his illness. Meng Ting brought some water back to the bedside. The boy was sleeping soundly in the same position as before she left.

Meng Ting put down the water cup and touched Ni Yangzhou's forehead with the back of his cold hand.

Ni Yangzhou did not wake up.

The hand then moved down and pressed against the side of Ni Yangzhou's neck.

The boy was awakened by the ice.

Although it was very comfortable to put something cool against your body to cool you down when you had a fever, this area was too sensitive and Ni Yangzhou woke up by force.

Meng Ting didn't feel that there was anything wrong with his behavior.

This is how he took care of his once seriously ill mother at home.

What's more, Ni Yangzhou...

The boy was only awake for a few seconds. Seeing that there was no threat in the environment, he thanked the man, took the medicine and drank some water. Then he lay back on the pillow and fell asleep while counting down.

Meng Ting sat and rested for a while, then looked at Ni Yangzhou's rosy face sleeping soundly, and couldn't help but stare at him for a long time.

There was a cat meowing outside, and Meng Ting stood up and walked to the bed.

An orange cat jumped over from a tree in the community's green area, glanced at Meng Ting under the shade of the leaves, then turned and left.

Meng Ting checked the safety lock of the window.

Ni Yangzhou slept well.

Meng Ting moved gently and reinstalled the ceiling lights and screws that had been scattered all over the place, returning them to their original positions.

Returning to the living room, she sorted out the medicines that had been messed up by Ni Yangzhou, checked to see if there were any keys left lying around, and watered the half-dead green plant in the corridor.

But in fact, Ni Yangzhou did not sleep well.

As he fell into a deep sleep, he seemed to be trapped in a cycle of death in his dream.

First, he was hit by a car in the real world, and then he saw the basketball in his hand bounce a few times on the ground, and the blood gradually flowed over and seeped into the asphalt road under the ball.

The scene changed again to a bedroom. I was sleeping soundly when suddenly a masked man broke in with a machete as long as my arm. Before I could get up, the man stabbed me. The blade got stuck in the gap between my bones, and the man was still pushing hard.

The scene changed again, this time to a rainy night.

There was a flash of light at the entrance of the dark alley. A person was lying deep in the alley, head down. Next to him was a small puddle of water, reflecting the dim light of a billboard in the distance.

In the dream, Ni Yangzhou walked closer step by step, lifting up the familiar back of the head with both hands.

The face that came into view.

It's clearly my own face.

Ni Yangzhou woke up suddenly.

Meng Ting, who was sitting beside the bed, raised his head. Ni Yangzhou was sweating profusely, but his face was no longer red. He just woke up from a nightmare and looked a little frightened.

Meng Ting naturally touched the boy's forehead with the back of her hand and it was no longer hot.

Ni Yangzhou stared blankly at the person in front of him, the scenes in his dream flashed back to him, and he didn't know if he was still dreaming, until Meng Ting took out the thermometer again.

"Take the temperature again."

The clear voice brought Ni Yangzhou back to his senses.

Ni Yangzhou took the thermometer and clamped it, then smoothed his hair back. His back was soaked with sweat from sleeping, and his forehead was wet.

My eyes swept across the half-open curtains and I saw that the sky outside was already full of red clouds.

"How long have I slept?" Ni Yangzhou asked in a hoarse voice.

Meng Ting didn't stop working. Ni Yangzhou looked carefully and found that he was doing math exercises.

"Ten hours."

Ni Yangzhou covered his forehead speechlessly, "What about now?"

Meng Ting said as he wrote down his answer, "5:30 in the afternoon."

Ni Yangzhou originally just wanted to take a nap and get up in the afternoon to go to school to look for clues...

"Ah, your family..."

Meng Ting looked at the boy under the quilt on the bed and said, "I went back at noon. I also asked the teacher for leave for both of us in the afternoon. I also asked the teacher for the homework and got it back."

As he spoke, he handed Ni Yangzhou two books, which were Chinese and English textbooks, with the latest pages densely filled with notes.

"I borrowed it from the monitor and copied the teacher's handout for you."

Ni Yangzhou looked at the neat handwriting, looked around the lampshades installed at home, and the tidy bedroom, and exclaimed sincerely:

"The snail boy—Mr. Meng."

Meng Ting looked up at him, and Ni Yangzhou rarely read the meaning of his expression -

Could you please stop talking nonsense.

Ni Yangzhou woke up and felt much better, and his body temperature returned to normal.

The fatigue from staying up all night was relieved a lot.

"Since we're going to have a gang fight on Friday..."

Meng Ting spoke in a calm tone, but one could still hear his disapproval.

"Then let's move our Friday class forward to today."

Ni Yangzhou felt a little embarrassed when the top student accused him of "gang fighting", but he did not refute.

As for the problem students, I must get involved and follow up.

Just like that, one was in the quilt on the bed and the other was on the stool beside the bed.

One was talking while the other was listening, and the atmosphere was quite harmonious.

Meng Ting's voice was very pleasant, neither hurried nor slow. Perhaps because she had taken care of the boy who had just woken up from illness, she spoke in a simple manner.

After an hour, Ni Yangzhou did not feel tired. Instead, he felt much clearer and his illness gradually subsided.

Meng Ting closed the book, indicating that today's tutoring session would end here for the time being.

Just as Ni Yangzhou was about to say thank you, Meng Ting asked a question.

Ni Yangzhou's pupils dilated.

Meng Ting said in his gentle voice:

"Would you like to stay at my house?"