Zongman: Kulaixiku, resurrection!

Chapter 139: Not in a good mood in the morning

That night, the lamp couldn't sleep.

He watched the sky turn from dark to light, watched the sunlight change from a blood-like fiery color to a dazzling golden color, watched Xiangzi, who was sleeping soundly, slowly begin to turn over, his eyelids twitching slowly.

It's time to get up.

My head felt heavy, my limbs felt as if they were filled with lead, but the adrenaline made all my senses very sensitive.

Even the sound of Sanhui Kashiwa flushing the toilet when he got up in the morning, the sound of hot water dripping onto the tiled floor from the shower, and the faint sounds of the induction cooker and range hood in the kitchen... could all be heard clearly.

His hands and feet were somewhat out of control, and Deng slowly moved forward to open the door. At this time, the alarm clock set by Baihe Sanhui at seven o'clock had just rang.

"Good morning...doctor."

"Good morning, Deng... Deng, you look so bad."

Baihe Sanhui broke into a sweat the first time he saw Deng - his face was dark, his eyes were dull and bloodshot, his shoulders drooped naturally, and the rise and fall of his chest showed that Deng was breathing rapidly at the moment.

Without caring about the eggs still frying in the pan, Baihe Sanhui quickly turned off the fire, wiped his hands on his clothes casually, and nervously moved in front of the lamp.

"Is Deng sick? His forehead feels hot, his hands are cold, and his heart is beating... Excuse me, I'll get the stethoscope."

A girl’s private parts cannot be touched casually, even by the most powerful person.

"Doctor, I don't understand."

Grabbing Baihe Sanhui's sleeve to stop him from rummaging through the medicine box, Deng inexplicably felt a tightness in his chest and his heartbeat quickened... The feeling from last night came back again.

"I didn't sleep yesterday. I was thinking about things."

Fortunately, I just didn’t sleep - it doesn’t seem to be much better.

Should we wake up Xiangzi, so that the two of us can help Tou Mo Ling with some psychological support? Otherwise, it seems that the lamp will soon turn into a small chandelier... Forget it, I'd better do it myself and not disturb his sweet sleep.

"What are you thinking about, can you tell me?"

Baihe Sanhui thought for a while, then pulled Deng, whose hands and feet were a little weak and his steps were unsteady, to sit on the sofa in the living room, and asked gently.

"I seem to have a special feeling about doctors."

Deng seemed to have rehearsed it many times in his mind, and he said it concisely and with a little stuttering without any hesitation - every time Deng said a word, Baihe Sanhui's heart sank a little.

"Every time I see a doctor, my chest feels tight and my face gets hot."

Please don't say such things, Mr. Gao Songdeng. I am not your age, and you are not old enough to have a romantic relationship with an adult like me. Although I am happy to hear you say such things, I am definitely more horrified.

“When I encounter problems, I always want to seek help from a doctor. Seeing a doctor makes me feel at ease.”

This is a trust in reliable people. No matter whether you are really reliable or not, please treat it as such!

"Last night... the doctor said I wanted to walk, but the further I walked, the more my heart ached..."

Without letting Deng continue her dangerous speech, Kashiwa Sanhui put on a serious expression and answered firmly: "This is because Deng already regards me as his best friend!"

"Hey..." Deng's expression suddenly looked a little flattered, as if he had heard something very happy. "Best... friend?"

"Yes!" Kashiwa Sanhui nodded seriously and sincerely. "We have been good friends for life, so Deng is happy to see me, and will think of asking me for help when he encounters difficulties. He will feel very uncomfortable when he imagines losing me--"

"Just like Aine and Suyo, if they suddenly left, Deng would be very upset, right? Wouldn't Deng agree?"

At this point, Kashiwa Sanhui deliberately acted out a disappointed and sad expression, pouting and turning his head away with a gentle and sad look.

"So... Deng didn't consider me a lifelong friend. I'm sorry, I was just being sentimental..."

"no!"

The light suddenly became louder. Xiangzi, who was sleeping soundly next door, heard it. He raised his head in a daze, glanced at the alarm clock, and lay back down with his eyes closed.

It’s just after seven o’clock... What’s the doctor doing?

"I didn't... I didn't disagree," Deng suddenly understood. In his eyes, besides the sudden relief, he also showed his determination to be with Baihe Sanhui for "a lifetime." "We are good friends for life!"

Yes, yes... That's right, we are good friends for life. Even if you want our friendship to deteriorate, please wait until three years later when you get your high school diploma before talking about this - Baihe Sanhui tightened his expression and gently touched Deng's head.

"Deng, have you figured it out? If you do, go back and rest for a while. I'll wake you up at noon."

"Ok!"

Watching the light go into the room, Baihe Sanhui suddenly fell on the sofa, as if a huge stone had fallen from his heart.

First of all, I want to thank the system for giving me the level 8 charm, which allows me to get away with it by making up nonsense.

Secondly, the gravity is so strong... Why did it have to be the lamp? It could be anyone else, why had it to be the lamp?

This is clearly my responsibility as a health teacher - I blame myself for not paying attention to Deng's mental health in time, which led to such embarrassing consequences that made people feel caught between a rock and a hard place.

But it’s no use saying these things now, the matter is done.

Think carefully about how you will face the lights in the future - not just now, but also in the future.

If I agree, I will be letting down the education I have received over the years - losing my job is secondary, the country has not asked me to come all the way to Neon to bully the cute and naive high school girls.

But if I refuse, I am worried that the lamp will not be able to come to my senses and give me a big job, a job bigger than the small chandelier and the small flying lantern.

So in fact, no matter whether you agree or refuse, no matter how you respond, you will lose your job and even be bullied by the righteous and simple people of the local area?

The former is actually not a big deal, it just makes me feel a little sorry for everyone in the band, but the latter...

Let’s delay it…it’s best to delay it until Deng turns eighteen and graduates from high school.

No matter what happens then, you won't lose your life.

Maybe it's just a momentary impulse caused by the hormones of an adolescent girl's first love. She will forget about it after a while... right?

Wiping a cold sweat secretly, Baihe Sanhui slowly stood up and went to cook the half-solidified eggs in the pot.

That’s it for now, let’s eat first.

……

On the other side, at Shigenjaya, Lew Brown.

Lian didn't dare drag the suitcase on the ground, for fear that the sound of the suitcase's wheels would wake up Futaba and Mona who were sleeping soundly on the sofa.

The bus leaves at 10 o'clock in the morning, so I can just sneak away by myself. Dr. Baihe's car will be at the intersection soon.

With a stealthy look, he crept past the counter, carefully avoiding the rows of wooden stools. He covered the wind chime on the door tightly with his hand and slowly opened the door with his elbow...

"Hey, where are you going, kid?"

Mr. Sojiro...Oh, it seems like he's getting ready to open the store now.

Oops, I was discovered accidentally.

"Shh——" Lian pointed outside, meaning to go out and talk.

"...Oh, let's go."

After helping Lian carry her luggage to the driveway at the door, Boss Sojiro asked unhappily, "So, can you tell me now—where are we going?"

"Back home," Lian said, scratching her head sheepishly. "I didn't feel comfortable telling everyone, but I have a lot of exams this year. The latest one is in two weeks, and I need to go back to take it. I'm not sure about it, so I want to study hard."

"When I'm with everyone, I'm always going out to play. I can't really calm down, so I might as well go back and calm down. Don't worry, boss, I'll be back in December at the latest!"

Sojiro couldn't bear to look at the smiling Ren, and pushed Ren's luggage to the intersection with a sullen face.

"Get lost, you're back before you've even stayed for two months... Last time you even promised Futaba to take her to the beach. You little bastard never disappoints when it comes to disappointing people."

As she watched Sojiro's somewhat hunched back, Lian shouted, "I won't let you down this time—I'll definitely be back in December!"

Boss Sojiro responded with a middle finger, a hint of a smile on his face.

"Ask me to say hello to your family. Remember to bring souvenirs next time you come."

The two men laughed at the same time.

Bahba——

"Get in," a nice old Dodge pulled up at the intersection. The driver honked the horn and slowly rolled down the window. "I'll take you to the station."

"Well... Ugh, Dr. Baihe, you look so bad."

"Do not ask."