Un joven enfermizo que viaja a la época de la dinastía Song

Capítulo 23

"I came to see you." Wu Hui didn't hide anything, letting Chou Qian see everything clearly. Damn, these two are flirting right in front of me. Should I tell Qian Qing? It wouldn't be good if Qian Qing were cuckolded.

"I'll handle that myself." Chou Qian drank his tea with his usual composure.

"Serves you right for meddling in other people's business." I returned the favor with those words.

"Who are you talking about!" Wu Hui slammed her hand on the table.

"I'm talking to you!" I slammed my hand on the table. We glared at each other pointlessly, comparing whose eyes were bigger. I stared intently at him. His eyes were so bright, like a mirror. I blinked and realized how expressive they were. I patted my face—ah! My skin looked even better. My features were developing quickly; I'd be a beauty soon! Great, I looked perfect in the photo.

Someone said, "I'm not going to stoop to your level." He gave up the tug-of-war in a strange tone.

I sat back down and sang loudly:

"With her long, curved eyelashes and blinking eyes, why do her words change when they're about to come out?"

Your smile is like a crescent moon, the atmosphere is so romantic, I need your company.

With her curved eyelashes and blinking eyes, her heart fluttered, and the world became so much fun.

Come play "The Wind Blows" and let it blow on someone you've fallen in love with at first sight.

My heart is pounding, my soul is about to leave my body—it feels so good!

Oh, your smile is making me feel warmer and warmer, what should I do?

Her eyes were misty, and her smile was jumping around (leaving her heart).

The soup on the swing made her face as red as an apple (it tasted so sweet).

Baby, who are you? Why have I become a coward?

I like you so much, but you say it's been so long since we last met, even though we only saw each other once. — Cyndi Wang, "Curved Eyelashes"

Four eyes stared at me as if I were a monster. I tossed my hair with my hand and said with a charming smile, "I can't help it, I just looked in the mirror and realized I'm even prettier than before. Ugh! It's such a troubling thing."

"Get out." Wu Hui's temper flared up again.

"Fine, I'll get out then." They couldn't be happier.

[Main Text: Chapter Twenty-Two]

I curled up and tried my best to roll out the door.

When the door was 0.001 meters away, the devil's voice said, "Come back!"

Damn, I almost did. I sat on the ground, fuming, and yelled, "You think I can just leave or stay? Do you think I have no dignity?!" I refused to go back. Damn it.

"Stop fooling around," Chou Qian said, but he was clearly not as effective as Qian Qing.

Wu Hui Niu said, "Never mind him. He's been hanging out with scoundrels all the time and has picked up a bunch of bad habits."

"Yeah, I haven't learned anything good from being with you every day." I pointed at him and retorted. So what if I get beaten up? With Chou Qian around, there's no way he could kill me.

"Shut the hell up!"

"The wording is exactly the same." I've dug my own grave.

Enraged, Wu Hui raised his hand to attack me. I rolled over and dodged under the table. He kicked the table away and struck my chest. I rolled under the chair again. Enraged, Wu Hui kicked over the chair leg, which hit my arm. I endured the pain and continued to dodge him.

He moved very quickly, and I struggled to dodge and crawled with difficulty.

He kicked me right in front of me, and I was so startled that I leaned back, not noticing the hidden weapon behind me, and bumped into the corner of the door.

"Ooh... ooh... oh... I'm disfigured... I've got a bump..." With both new and old injuries combined, I was in a terrible mood and stopped dodging. Wu Hui couldn't stop his momentum and kicked me in the chest. I dragged myself back a meter before stopping, and then I felt a burning sensation in my mouth as blood gushed out like crazy.

"Waaah... Waaah... Waaah!" I spat out blood and cried out in pain. Tears streamed down my face uncontrollably. It hurt so much, it hurt so much. I got beaten up again. I'm so pathetic.

I cried with all my heart, and Wu Hui, seeing this, instantly turned to stone, staring blankly at my heartfelt performance.

Chou Qian flew over the messy tables and chairs, flashed to my side, and put his hand on my pulse. I hurriedly dodged away, almost crying in fright: "Get lost, I don't need you to tell me what to do." Luckily, I almost gave myself away.

A hint of embarrassment flashed in Chou Qian's eyes, but I pretended not to notice. Serves him right, he almost lost my secret.

"I...I really hit...you."

"Waaah... Waaah... Waaah!" Wu Hui came to her senses and ran to my side, taking off my clothes to check my injuries. I gripped her tightly: "You hit me, are you going to rape me or something?"

"You..." Wu Hui was so angry that she couldn't speak this time, and her eyes were about to erupt like a volcano.

Seeing the situation was turning sour, I continued to cry. Chouqian was in an awkward position. He suggested taking me to a clinic. I dragged my minor ailment along, pretending to be terminally ill, hoping that if someone wanted to hit me again, they would consider my situation…

After resting for a while, I'm healthy again. I can't help but think, "Wow, I'm really tough!"

I was carrying my newly bought seafood, hoping to have my mother's specialty for lunch. I was running too fast and didn't see someone in front of me, so I bumped into them. My fresh fish and the other person's body were both donated to the ground. Without even looking at the perpetrator on the ground, I sadly picked up my lunch and mourned the loss of my delicious meal.

This fish is worth ten taels of silver! Even though it's a transvestite paying for it, it still hurts my lungs. "Are you blind?!" I'm going to avenge this fish.

"You suddenly appeared because of your crying!" A little girl shouted at me as she helped the woman up from the ground.

"Who do you think you are? You have no right to interrupt when your master is speaking." You blind girl, can't you see I'm sad?

The woman who had just stood up looked at the fish in my hand and said, "I'll give you another one." That was at least somewhat reasonable. I wasn't a stingy person either: "Okay, send it to the South Courtyard before noon. I'll be waiting to eat it." The woman was good-natured and instructed the maid beside her to prepare it. The maid was unwilling, but she couldn't resist going because of her lowly status.

Tch, no wonder she's a girl with no taste, just like me.

"Who are you? I don't think I've seen you before." The woman before him was unfamiliar. Her hair was styled in a traditional Chinese updo, and her beautiful features created a delicate face. Her bright eyes shone like moonlight reflecting on bamboo, and her graceful figure radiated charm. Such a beauty—could she be that old man's concubine? What a waste.