Host, the villain's corruption level has exploded!

Chapter 24: My Senior Has Someone He Loves (8)

While Song Zhishu waited downstairs for breakfast, Gu Zhisu was nowhere to be seen. She didn't see him again until she went to class that morning.

In a moment of desperation, she went directly to his class to ask.

"Huh? Gu Zhisu?" The boy scratched his head and thought for a moment. "Hmm... he seemed a little unwell when he came back from the cafeteria yesterday. He took the day off today, so he must be feeling unwell."

Song Zhishu lowered her head in disappointment, but she keenly noticed the key point in his words: "Is he feeling unwell? Does he have a cold?"

"I don't know." The boy looked at her with difficulty, and after a moment of thought, he said, "How about I give you his home address? Anyway, you're his girlfriend, so it would be reasonable for you to go and take care of him."

The girl in front of him thought for a moment, then suddenly flashed a bright smile: "Yes, thank you!"

"Hmm... this way to the west..." Song Zhishu looked at the note in her hand, completely lost: "At the intersection of xx, after crossing the traffic light, walk 100 meters... how far is 100 meters?"

Passersby looked at the girl talking to herself strangely. Bai Tuanzi couldn't stand it anymore and took her through.

"Hmph! I came here by myself!" Song Zhishu smiled smugly, looking at the apartment building in front of her.

"The third door of the east unit on the third floor." The more she looked, the more confused she became, so she had the white dumpling lead her to the door.

Looking at the dark door in front of her, she suddenly felt a little scared. She shakily raised her hand and gently knocked. She waited patiently for a long time, but still no one opened the door.

"This trash system, did you lead me to the wrong place?" Song Zhishu gritted his teeth, unable to contain his impatience.

[You're talking nonsense. When you're sick and asleep, do you think you're conscious enough to open the door?]

That seems to make sense.

"then what do I do?"

[Want to go in?] The white dumpling thought for a moment, then suddenly gave a lewd smile.

"Um………"

[Call me "Daddy" and let me hear it.]

"........."

After a beating, the little white dumpling was finally taught by Song Zhishu what rules and propriety are.

When Song Zhishu found Gu Zhisu, she sensed something was wrong with him. His face was flushed, and his breathing was rapid. She reached out and touched his forehead, but immediately pulled away the moment she touched it: "My God, he's so hot."

In his hazy state, Gu Zhisu only felt extremely cold. Suddenly, a hand with some warmth covered his forehead, its cool and soothing touch making him feel incredibly comfortable.

People tend to relax when they feel extremely comfortable. It's human nature.

"Aaaaaah..." Song Zhishu stamped her feet anxiously, "He has a fever, oh my god! What should I do?"

[...Host, you've never taken care of anyone before?] The white dumpling looked incredulous.

"...When I was alive, I was an orphan with few friends. When I had a cold, I would just drink water and take a nap. After the car accident, I came here." She was silent for a moment, then suddenly asked, "Does a rabbit doll count?"

[...] Okay, pretend I didn't say anything.

"Ah! I remember now!" Song Zhishu slapped her forehead: "First, put in a cup of rice, then add water to the rice cooker at the three-marker..."

"Get lost, those are the steps for cooking rice." "...Wait a minute, let me Google it."

White Dumpling: Suddenly I feel like that's all there is to life.

Finally, with her meticulous (and perhaps slightly overpowered) attention, Song Zhishu cooked some white rice porridge, applied an ice towel to Gu Zhisu's face, and then fell asleep by his bedside.