Give weak women a heart of steel

Chapter 164 Her connection with him
What does it feel like to be sick?

The pain in my head was like a boiling kettle, it kept hissing sharply, and I didn't know what to do.

My throat felt like it had been bitten, I was thirsty and in pain.

It was as if the strength of the body had been stolen by a monster, and even the simplest movements could not be completed.

On the morning of the sixth day, I looked at the dark sky outside through the window - even though it was already eight or nine o'clock, the sky looked like night.

"cough cough"

Lying in bed, tossing and turning - my body betrayed me.

Such thoughts came to mind, which made Haichao Algae feel a little sad.

"My disease must have been transmitted from him."

It is easy to come to this conclusion.

The tide algae crumbs are not sad, and there is even a secret sense of joy.

——I have swallowed the germs in his body, and I am suffering for him.

I am bearing his suffering.

Feeling the pain in my body, I felt a little happier for no reason.

Opening her eyes drowsily, she grabbed her cell phone and called Xia Tingfei.

"I'm probably sick."

With a subtle feeling, she hoped that she could be recognized.

Hopefully he realizes the various things he does.

But—this is impossible.

"Oh"

Xia Tingfei just responded coldly: "I will ask for leave for you."

Hai Chao Zao Zuan opened the phone with a happy face, but then closed it with a disappointed face.

The connection between them doesn't seem very close.

But now, that painful disease is making Tide Algae happy.

——Now, we should be connected.

She thought so.

Such an idea is a bit too heavy.

It's so stressful that people can't breathe.

However, this satisfied the tide algae.

She dragged her uncomfortable body and sat by the window, blowing the cool breeze.

Hai Chao Ye Ai - He has completely recovered from his illness and has been recovering for nearly a week.He had already recovered and handed the salary to the maid, telling her not to come.

"Thank you very much."

The housemaid bent down to thank her, grabbed a thick wad of money, and neatly left the bungalow wearing a raincoat.

She has stayed in many wealthy families, and these wealthy families all have various quirks.

I know that if I don't want to get into trouble, it's best not to explore things I shouldn't know.

——Even if this man is no longer a popular singer, even if the girl obviously has terrible signs of domestic violence.

But it's serious to pretend you haven't seen anything.

Standing outside the door, she looked at the desolate dilapidated garden with muddy water flowing freely, and the gloomy bungalow covered with creeping plants.

——Perhaps because of her old age, she sighed: "What a sin."

After sighing, she left here.

A hatchet was placed next to Haichao Yeai, and a letter was spread on the table.

He was writing with a vintage quill pen.

The ink was a gloomy dark red with a strong fishy smell - Haichao Noai used a quill pen dipped in ink that seemed to be blood, and wrote trembling and fanatical handwriting on the black stationery.

——Miss Qujian, I sincerely invite you to view the artwork that I have carefully prepared tomorrow - it is absolutely a piece of art filled with love and emotion, a truly rare and rare piece of art that is rare in the world.

Please forgive me for not being able to reveal the shape and materials of the artwork to you in advance, but you will definitely not be disappointed this time.

The location of the exhibition is in my house tomorrow—that is, the process of creating artwork is also a kind of art.

Haichao Yeai wrote a few lines of words on the black letter paper, cut his arm open, poked the sharp quill tip into the wound, sucked up the blood, and left his own words on the black paper. name.

Put this strange piece of letter paper into an envelope. There is a kind of light yellow grease that glues the opening of the envelope.

After doing these things, Haichao Yeai looked like he was breathing a sigh of relief.

Put the envelope in a transparent bag and wrap it in your coat.

He put on his raincoat and left his bungalow.

Walking towards the post office - on such a windy day, the post office is no longer working.

——But Haichao Yeai firmly believed that this letter would definitely be delivered.

Went to the post office despite the violent storm - only a young employee was left here to guard it.

Other employees did not come due to various reasons.

It was such a storm after all.

"Give it to Ms. Qujian Ai."

He didn't say where it was - because he didn't know.

"Ok."

The young postman nodded and processed this letter that was not very compliant.

——There is no stamp on it, nor does it say where it will be delivered.

Substandard everywhere.

He handled it carefully and made up for all the shortcomings.

His movements were unhurried and he was indeed the best employee in the post office.

But Haichao Yeai was very irritable. He urged: "This letter must be delivered today."

"Of course." The postman didn't care about Hai Chaoyao's irritability and just nodded.

After taking care of everything, he put the letter in his bag.

Just ride your bike and get out the door.

In this way, Hai Chao Ye Love can feel at ease.

——Qujian Ai is in Qingchuan, and it is in a shop in a bustling commercial street.

The shop looks like a coffee shop - but it also sells drinks.

The whole place is made of wood, and the dim lighting makes the overall style a bit dark and dim.

She sat in front of the long bar and looked at the wind and rain outside through the window next to her.

——Originally, the plan was to build a transparent roof above the commercial street to protect against wind and rain.

After all, after the shed roof is built, pedestrians and tourists no longer have to worry about getting wet, and the flow of people in the commercial street will also be greater.

But this suggestion was blocked by Qujian Ai.

“The misfortunes of others are as sweet as honey.”

Seeing the tourists outside struggling in the wind and rain, she felt a little happy.

But this happiness soon dissipated.

"It's kind of boring."

Qujian Ai sighed, for someone like her.

Money, wealth, and everything others desire are within reach for her.

So boredom filled her life.

Of course, she just wanted to find something interesting to do.

And what is most interesting - of course the things that are forbidden.

Taboos are interesting things for everyone.

Breaking taboos is fun for Qujian Ai.

That's why the thing happened ten years ago - but it also made her tired of it.

She can easily break some rules in society, but other rules cannot catch her.

Without challenge, of course it becomes meaningless.

His only hobby is to guide those who are not adaptable to society to find their inner desires.Looking at their appearance, Qujian Ai found a trace of fun.

Some people died easily, while others were hiding in this steel forest like wolves.
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This kind of thing quickly becomes meaningless and loses its fun.

——But I finally found the only one of my kind in the world.

The world has finally become interesting.

Qu Jianai thought so and laughed again.

"Sure enough, having an opponent is fun."

In particular, Xia Tingfei is not vulgar - he is not a pure good person who claims to be righteous, nor is he an evil person like himself.

Rather, it is a collection of contradictions, always wandering between self-affirmation and self-denial.

However, the only thing Qu Jian Ai can confirm is that Xia Tingfei exists independently from society.

——Not because of ability.

——But because neither I nor he will be bound by society.

To him, the rules of society are just foreign objects, something that can be replaced.

"What's the difference between easily inciting a girl to take such a life-taking action and what I did?"

Qu Jianai said this and laughed again.

He and he are simply like a double helix of genes, but everything he does will be led to a bad ending, while everything he does is led to a "not so bad" ending.

You want to contaminate him, you want to twist him, you want to corrupt him, you want him to lie beside you like a wild beast.

Such longing is burning in the heart of Qujian Ai.

Desire boiled in her heart.

"Ding Dong"

"Miss Qujian, I have your letter."

The postman stuffed the envelope through the closed door and turned around to leave.

He didn't pause for a moment and didn't say any unnecessary words.

He is indeed an excellent employee with standard actions.

Qu Jianai felt dissatisfied with being interrupted. She waved her hand and asked a girl in a maid outfit to pick up the letter.

There are many girls sitting in the cafe.

The girls were sitting at the round table, talking, laughing, playing games, and playing games intimately.

Talking about recent high school students again.

Judging from her appearance, she is just an ordinary energetic and cheerful high school girl.

But when we talk about the topic, it is extremely heavy - death.

In the eyes of these high school students, that seems to be not the end of everything, but the beginning of everything.

Just like the ancient warriors who believed in the Hall of Valor and fought to the last moment on the battlefield, they also longed for death.

Qu Jianai took out the letter and read the content on it.

She threw it into the trash can and rested her chin on her palm, thinking.

Tomorrow?
He must be ready.

Will this girl look like Hinazuki?

He - of course refers to Xia Tingfei.Qu Jianai understood what Xia Tingfei was doing.

But he is also very aware of Xia Tingfei's flaw - he himself is becoming a pillar.

"But how long can it last?"

She was curious about this question.

"Tomorrow, just go and take a look."

She thought so.

When the postman returned to the post office, Haichao Noai was sitting on the chair waiting anxiously.

"How is it? Did Miss Qujian say something? How is her expression?"

He asked urgently and impatiently.

"Nothing was said."

The postman sat behind the counter, looking like he was waiting for customers.

"how so"

"How could this be the case!"

He grabbed his hair, almost tearing his scalp apart.

I staggered out without even wearing a raincoat.

"I must be able to do it, I absolutely can do it."

He strengthened his confidence.
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Although Xia Tingfei was still very sleepy today, she finally went to school.

"Is there anything important to do?"

"Please take a leave of absence for Tide Algae Chips."

"Even if she doesn't go, there's no problem." Hinazuki Kana grabbed Xia Tingfei's arm, and the two of them walked side by side in the storm.

"Yeah." Xia Tingfei nodded, thinking that the teachers didn't care whether the tide came or not.

"She asked me to do it."

A reason was given.

But Xia Tingfei knew that the notice was not about getting rid of him at all.

It's more like showing off some kind of expectation.

It’s unclear why the tidal algae debris does what it does.

After I went to school and told the teacher, the teacher turned out to be very unhappy: "He is indeed such a child. He just doesn't want to go to school."

After saying this, the teacher just shook his head and encouraged Xia Tingfei a few words.

Xia Tingfei didn't listen carefully and left after saying goodbye.

During class, most of the students were absent-minded, perhaps because of the oppressive storm outside.

Only Nishimiya Ruri studied seriously and took notes.

Ueno Naoko wanted to say something to Nishimiya Ruri, but seeing the girl looking like this, she was too embarrassed to disturb the girl.

Of course, she just went to Xia Tingfei and said, "Why isn't that annoying guy here today?"

"Could it be that something happened?"

Of course, this is not some kind of care.

But some kind of ridicule.

Xia Tingfei didn't care at all about the girl's ridicule. He even pointed at the teacher in front of him: "Teacher, I'm looking at you."

"whispering sound."

Ueno Naoko was very unhappy and muttered: "He is mysterious all day long. He doesn't look like a high school student, but more like a spy."

The most jk JK, Naoko Ueno is a girl with a happy life to a certain extent.

Nishinomiya Ruri Haishiozaochan and the others are almost like characters from two different worlds.

At noon, Tsurumi Qianna also asked such a question.

"Do you miss her very much?"

"No, I just feel a little uncomfortable." Tsurumi Qianna said, looking at the book in his hand.

"Perhaps you will see a different kind of tide algae in the future." Xia Tingfei said this, making Tsurumi Qianna a little curious again.

"Same as me?"

After all, her current situation is much better than before.

Because of her indifference, confrontation, and quarrels, her mother is no longer as aggressive as before.

She finally had some space and a little freedom of her own.

"If that's the case, she should become happy."

She loyally wished that the girl who was countless times more miserable than herself could escape from her current prison and predicament.

Looking for her own happiness.

(End of this chapter)