In the real world, I am a sickly young lady, but the live broadcast is terrible

[Poor on the third night of September, the dew is like pearls and the moon is like a bow. 】

【? 】

【Fuck! 】

[Mujiang Yin. 】

part.32 The moonlight remains

[Mujiang Yin? 】

[Jiang Yin’s name is taken from this poem. 】

[Similarly, the allusion of "the third day of September" should also be taken from this poem. 】

【so...】

[Today’s rich woman’s “September [-]rd” is actually Jiang Yin? 】

[Is the movie queen Jiang in Lin Nuan’s works really based on Jiang Yin? 】

【Nine times out of ten. 】

【…】

[Cough cough cough...guessing, just guessing. 】

[Before the official announcement is made, it is better not to spread rumors. 】

【…】

[But... why is it the rich woman today? 】

【Ho ho!That's of course because Teacher Lin Nuan's richest woman is definitely our cat. 】

[Speaking of which, why didn’t Maomao start airing today? 】

[I haven’t seen Maomao appearing in Teacher Lin Nuan’s live broadcast room. Maomao was very exciting when he directed traffic to Teacher Lin Nuan before. 】

[Mao Mao was not around when Teacher Lin Nuan came out with the new skin. 】

[I heard that the shrine at home is preparing for a cherry blossom festival or something. 】

[I don’t know which shrine the cat family’s shrine is. 】

[It would be great if it were Fushimi Inari Shrine~]

[Oh, if you like the fox girl, just say so...]

【…】

[The shrine is currently preparing for the Sakura Festival.The Ise Jingu branch in Tokyo seems to be preparing for the Sakura Festival. 】

[But...Ise Shrine and so on, it's impossible, right? 】

【really--】

[The divine son of Ise Shrine is actually a virtual idol or something, which is a bit too rebellious. 】

【It's impossible...】

【…】

Jiang Yin, who had closed the live broadcast room early, naturally could not have imagined that his vest could fall off so fast.

But, it’s just like what was said in the barrage.

As long as there is no official announcement or other substantive evidence, the appearance of "September [-]rd" in Lin Nuan's live broadcast room will only be a wonderful coincidence.

Maybe he is a fan of Jiang Yin.

Maybe...it's just a coincidence.

In Waibo, Jiang Yin's super topic circle briefly appeared, 'Miss Jiang Yin is in Tokyo now? ''Anger Tweet: The story about the movie queen Jiang being raped by a little white flower, I'm going to post it, post it, post it! ' and other topics.

But it was soon lost in other topics.

But those have nothing to do with Lin Weiran for the time being.

After adding in the details of "Lin Nuan"'s image, Lin Weiran already felt extremely sleepy.

This body is just too sickly.

When I was concentrating on painting, I didn’t feel anything. As soon as I put down the pen in my hand, I suddenly felt an overwhelming feeling of fatigue and dizziness.

"Sister System..."

She called the system girl softly.

【Host--】

"I'm so sleepy." Lin Weiran reluctantly propped up his body and staggered down on the bed.

"Let me...get some sleep."

"When Maekawa-san comes over tonight, please ask Sister System to wake me up."

【Good host. 】

Miss System stared at Lin Weiran silently.The girl who fell down closed her eyelids and immediately let out a cute little sound of breathing deeply.

She was wrapped around the quilt and curled up in a ball on the bed.

This body was really too delicate, and she was really too tired.

Ms. System stretched out her non-existent hand and wanted to pull the quilt up for Lin Weiran, but... she could only give up after a moment.

Then--

Miss System turned her attention to the mobile phone that Lin Weiran had left on the table.

The phone suddenly lit up with the screen off.

On the screen, the pink love envelope was opened and a card was gently popped out.

【Encounter Card】.

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When he woke up from the dream, Lin Weiran found that he seemed to have traveled through time again.

Unfamiliar ceiling.

Unfamiliar room.

Outside the window is a maple tree whose leaves are stained by autumn as if they were stained with blood.

The body seemed to have shrunk a lot. When he stretched out his hand, his slender wrist and small white hands looked like those of a seven or eight-year-old child.

The hair hanging down by her ears is white with a light blue tint.

It's just that his body is as weak as ever.

He was no different from Lin Weiran's memory of himself.

When I was a child, it was difficult to even stand up.

The doctor once diagnosed that he would not live to be 17 years old.

As it turns out, they were almost right.

Lin Weiran struggled to turn his wheelchair and came to the floor-to-ceiling window.

My room is on the second floor.

In the courtyard outside, a group of children were playing shuttlecock.

Suddenly a kid among them noticed Lin Weiran on the second floor. He pulled his eyes and made a face at Lin Weiran, "Monster!"

Then he ran away with his friends and ran to a place where Lin Weiran couldn't see him.

Lin Weiran frowned.

Very real world.

Nasty brat.

There is a faint floral fragrance in the air.

Putting your hands gently on the glass of the floor-to-ceiling windows, you can feel the warmth of the afternoon sun.

Not like a dream.

Lin Weiran gently called the system, but did not get any reply.

"Yin Yin."

"Go play shuttlecock with them."

Lin Weiran heard the woman's voice downstairs.

"don't want!!!"

Following the girl's resistance, there was the sound of brisk footsteps going upstairs.

Lin Weiran turned his head.

The girl wearing a light pink top and gray-blue shorts was already standing at the door of her room.

"Are you Sister Ranran?"

As she said this, people were already approaching her.With Lin Weiran's expression of resistance, the girl's little hand pinched Lin Weiran's face.

"It's really soft."

Lin Weiran hated imps who had no sense of distance.

"Ah..." She spoke softly, and then Lin Weiran felt that something was wrong.

The girl in front of me spoke Dongguo dialect.

Including the woman downstairs and the kid in the yard outside just now, they all spoke the Dongguo dialect.

This is not District 19.

"Still a little mute." The girl went even more extreme, playing with Lin Weiran's face with her hands.

"I'm not... mute..." Lin Weiran resisted subconsciously.

Maybe it was because she had lived in District 19 for too long, or maybe it was just because she was frail and out of breath, but she stuttered at Dongguo Benzong's words at first.

Then...she saw a smile blooming on the face of the girl in front of her.

She was born really good-looking.

She has a natural star look that makes people can't help but focus on her.

Lin Weiran's eyes were blank. The girl looked at Lin Weiran's blank eyes and smiled brightly. The hands that were playing with Lin Weiran's face were squeezing it even more excessively.

"The little mute is quite cute."

"Why... don't you play with them." Lin Weiran finally pushed away the girl's hand that had no sense of distance.

She glared at the girl in front of her.The girl was not angry. In the girl's eyes, Lin Weiran's angry look was cute.

"Never--"

"Too childish." The girl raised her chin slightly and looked at Lin Weiran.

"Forget it, little mute, let me take you out to play."

"Wait..." Without giving Lin Weiran any chance to stop her, the girl pushed up the wheelchair under Lin Weiran and walked quickly.

"I don't want to go out to play..."

The girl pushing the wheelchair had no intention of listening to Lin Weiran.

"at least..."

"At least you have to think about what to do when you go out." Seeing that this guy didn't listen to him at all, Lin Weiran could only change the topic.

The girl pushing the wheelchair finally stopped.