Observation Diary of a Blackened Girl and My Survival Guide

"..."

Jiang Ziyue, who originally thought that Lin Qian would say a few more words, did not expect him to act so simply, gritted her teeth, and struggled to get up from the chair.

Stumbling to keep up with Lin Qian's pace.

Follow him to the sports car.

"Thank you, Sister Nangong."

Lin Qian returned the blanket to the woman he called Sister Nangong and smiled.

"Small things, then I'll go back and drink, don't forget...you promised me something."

Nangong touched his lips with his index finger, and then lightly stroked Lin Qian's cheek.

Leaves a tinge of brilliant bright red.

"Well, I won't forget."

"I believe in you, I like responsible men."

Nangong smiled and sat back in the sports car.

She looked at Jiang Ziyue and lowered the car window: "Lin Qian, that little girlfriend of yours..."

"She's not in good health. It's better for her to be hospitalized in this situation. Maybe she can spend a few more days with you happily."

"Morphine can only relieve pain, not cure disease."

"She can wake up this time, but she may not have such good luck next time."

After speaking, Nangong drove the sports car and left.

After hearing Nangong's words, Jiang Ziyue's pale face turned pale in an instant.

She hurriedly hid the glass bottle in her arms.

Lin Qian just watched Jiang Ziyue's movements without saying anything.

After Nangong drove two cars away, he took a step forward and walked towards a large traffic light intersection ahead.

It's easier to get a taxi there.

Jiang Ziyue hurriedly ran two steps and caught up with Lin Qian.

But also because of these few steps, she gasped violently.

Lin Qian heard the rapid breathing in his ear, and paused.

In an instant, he slowed down his pace, slower than the elderly walking.

Just walking like this, it took Jiang Ziyue a long time before she opened her mouth and said, "Lin Qian, is that blanket hers?"

"Ah."

Lin Qian responded softly.

"You know her?"

"I didn't know each other before, but I just met when I went to borrow a blanket."

Lin Qian's words were very concise, and there was a taste of cherishing words like gold.

But it does not prevent Jiang Ziyue from restoring what happened in her mind.

After Lin Qian finished his work, he returned to his seat and took a look, only to find that he had fallen asleep.

So I asked someone to borrow a blanket to cover myself.

Then wait by the side until he wakes up.

"Thank you, sorry to trouble you."

Lin Qian didn't say anything, but just waved his hands, then he took out a sealed, completely opaque black glass bottle from his pocket, and put it in Jiang Ziyue's hand.

"Three times a day, two capsules each time."

"It can't save your life, but it can alleviate your condition to a certain extent, reduce pain and improve the quality of life, let you live a few more days and let you walk more peacefully."

"This is..."

"Nangong Yu gave it to her, and she also said the sentence just now."

Lin Qian didn't expect that he would meet that flirtatious woman who drove a dung fork sports car and put lipstick on his wrist so soon.

Not to mention that the woman who likes to drink is actually a doctor, and she is still very awesome.

Can you still see a doctor when you are drunk?

There is only one step between a genius and a lunatic.

"When I asked her to borrow a blanket, she briefly showed you your body."

"This thing was given to me after she read it."

"......"

Just as Jiang Ziyue was about to say something, she suddenly remembered the conversation between Nangong Yu and Lin Qian.

"Nangong said, you promised her something?"

"Ah."

"what's up?"

"Accompany her for a drink."

"Drink...for a night?"

"more or less."

"......"

Jiang Ziyue's expression changed slightly, as she thought of some bad things.

She shook her head: "Lin Qian, I can't take this medicine, if the condition is for you to accompany her..."

"I can't let you do this for me."

[The third change, monthly ticket replacement and change, still 8 chapters away. 】

510 Chapter Three Encounter

The behavior of Nangong Yu is really... hard to describe.

She doesn't look like a very decent woman.

It was difficult for Jiang Ziyue to associate her with simple drinking.

What's more, Lin Qian was really good-looking, so good that he could make women think differently about him.

If Lin Qian hadn't lied, Jiang Ziyue would be sure...

It must be the promise that Lin Qian made from this medicine bottle.

Maybe that woman had already had this idea of ​​Lin Qian, but Lin Qian agreed to her only because of his own incident.

The more she thought about Jiang Ziyue, the more guilty she felt, and she lowered her head.

It's causing trouble again.

"There is no free lunch in the world, everything will have a price. Since I promised her, I will never regret it."

"It's not a loss to exchange so many things just by drinking with her."

"But..."

"But what?"

When he said this, Lin Qian gently shook the medicine bottle in his hand: "Do you want it, or I will throw it away."

"......"

Seeing that Jiang Ziyue did not speak, Lin Qian also ignored her, and walked straight to the trash can on the side of the road.

"Yes, I want it!"

Seeing that Lin Qian was really going to throw it away, Jiang Ziyue panicked.

This man almost subverted her image of most men. Most boys would play tricks like trying to get you.

Lin Qian was completely different. He didn't play cards according to common sense at all.

He has no desires, no desires, and no scruples, making it impossible to know what he is thinking and what he is going to do.

Jiang Ziyue ran a few steps, trying to hold Lin Qian back.

But one couldn't stand still and bumped into his back.

"It seems that your IQ is still online, and your head is not sick." Lin Qian supported Jiang Ziyue's shoulders with both hands, and stuffed the medicine bottle into her hand after she stood still.

"Do your best and obey the destiny."

"Seeing that you are dressed so beautifully, you sure don't want to die too ugly, do you? You have to die to look better."

"..."

Jiang Ziyue, who had just been born with a little touch in her heart, almost died of anger at Lin Qian's words.

How can this man speak?

Can't speak well.

"My writing is not bad. If you need to write an epitaph or something, you can make an appointment in advance, and acquaintances will give you a [-]% discount."

Lin Qian talked eloquently: "Although I'm young, I've written a lot of novels about the dark and the disabled, and I've also written many characters who died, and wrote things for the dead... I came here as soon as I picked up the pen."

Jiang Ziyue couldn't bear it any longer, she stood in front of Lin Qian and raised her hand, standing on tiptoe.

With all the strength in his body, he squeezed his mouth firmly with both hands.

She felt that if Lin Qian continued to speak, she would really be pissed off.

"Don't say it, don't say it! If you say it again, I will..."

"so I..."