i was my mistake

Ye Chen panted heavily and looked to the side.

But everything has been blurred.

In the chaos, he could see nothing.

The flying carpet disappeared.

He continued to fall.

Below is a sheet of scalding hot magma.

Falling into it, it was bone-chillingly cold.

He felt that someone was stroking his forehead, subconsciously grabbed the arm that was stroking him, and wanted to squeeze into her arms.

"What are you doing, are you eating tofu?" Wan Qing's tone of indifference pulled Ye Chen back from the dream world.

"Huh...!" He felt as if he had gone through an extremely long journey.

When I saw this familiar yet unfamiliar ceiling again, I felt like a world away.

He looked at her half-smile face, curled his lips: "Didn't you say before that fat water doesn't flow into other people's fields, and I can touch it whenever I want..."

"Oh? Did I say that? Or did you know that you were going to be a girl and wanted to have a good time at the last moment?" She smacked her lips and laughed jokingly, "It's not impossible."

"Hey, let's forget it."

"Then don't regret it then."

"Cut... I'm not interested in these things, okay?"

"Yes, yes, I'm not interested. After all, I have to enter the sage mode every two days."

"Cough...!" He coughed hard, but felt that his headache was about to burst.

"Does it hurt?"

"It's a little...feeling heavy..."

"It's no wonder you don't feel uncomfortable, you have a fever." Wan Qing pushed him back on the bed, and probed his forehead again, "I don't know how many degrees the fever is, but it's terribly hot anyway."

"It should... be fine."

"I hope you're fine, but it's better to take some medicine." Wan Qing helped him tuck the quilt back up, "I'll go downstairs to the pharmacy to buy some medicine, do you want something?"

"Uh... nothing to eat."

"That's right, it's all burned like this, it's no wonder you still have an appetite, so let's drink porridge."

"Well, good." Ye Chen shrank his neck into the bed, "By the way, why don't you buy a magazine?"

"You still want to read magazines?"

"To pass the time, it seems that I can't learn from this state."

"It's rare that you still think about something to study, okay, I'll see if there are any for sale later."

Ye Chen watched Wan Qing leave, heard the creak of the door being pushed open, and heard the slight sound of it being slowly closed.

From the living room came the sound of my father watching TV, which seemed to be playing a local family soap opera.

In a trance, he didn't seem to feel the passage of time.

When he came back to his senses again, he was awakened by the sound of the door opening.

Wan Qing brought in the sound of wind and rain from outside, and then closed the door with a 'thud'.

Then came the sound of plastic bags rubbing against each other.

The sound of water and glass colliding came from the kitchen again.

After a while, she walked in holding a cup: "This is brewed medicine, and this is capsules. Take them together to reduce inflammation and reduce fever. Your physique is not good recently. I don't have a fever, but you I have a fever."

"Perhaps the condition of the body has something to do with the mood?"

"Why, because of this, your heart is heavy."

"Er...it's a little bit." He admitted frankly.

"Okay, don't worry, I've already put away the pager, it hasn't been smashed, the things sold yesterday have earned back the principal, the worst is to start all over again." Wan Qing said here, I couldn't help humming the song that spread all over the streets and alleys, encouraging people to cheer up, but was also scolded for standing up and talking without pain in the back, "If the heart is there ~ the dream is there ~ there is true love between heaven and earth..."

"What song is this?"

"A song that encourages laid-off workers to find jobs again."

"Ah, what a nice song."

"Really." Wan Qing smiled and patted his head, "Hurry up and take the medicine, then lie down for a while, then get dressed and come out to the living room for dinner."

"breakfast?"

She glanced at him, looked out the window at the rain from last night to now, and chuckled lightly: "It's lunch."

……

81. Tasteless

Rainwater slowly fell from the eaves and dripped on the window sills.

Ye Chen looked at the blue world outside the window, and drank the medicine expressionlessly.

"How is it, is it bitter?"

"Bitter...? It's okay." He shook his head blankly, and carefully tasted the taste, "It's no different from plain boiled water."

"Really? Maybe the one I bought is sweeter." Wan Qing muttered and glanced at the box, "It's not the children's version..."

"Hey……"

"Okay, okay, if you can go, get up and wash up, I'm too lazy to serve you." Wan Qing folded her hands on her chest and looked at him with her chin.

"How much did you spend on medicine today?"

"Twenty or thirty."

"So expensive?" Ye Chen was taken aback.

Wan Qing raised her eyebrows and looked at him in surprise: "You don't know? Prices have already started to rise."

"It's too much now."

"Actually, it's a little bit different from what I remember." Wan Qing narrowed her eyes, "I've thought about it for a long time. The salary of an ordinary person in 300 should be two or three hundred yuan a month. Why? This year, the salary is still 80 yuan."

"But the factory manager paid us according to this salary."

"... Grass, we have been tricked!"

"You should know more about this kind of thing, right?"

"Don't think of the time traveler as an omnipotent existence, it happened many years ago, my memory is not that good - of course, there may be some kind of deviation." Wan Qing waved her hand, "Okay, Get up quickly, you might get better faster if you sweat."

"Is this the experience you have gained from living alone?"

"That's right—but I was forced to do so at that time." Wan Qing smiled lightly, but there was not much smile in her eyes.

Amidst the sound of ticking rain, Ye Chen finally struggled to get up from the warm blanket.

He was shivering in the freezing air, and he put on his trousers and jacket indiscriminately, and put them into the air-leaking sandals and slippers.

"Wan Qing—should we buy cotton slippers?"

"Go buy it another day!"

"Or will you do it? Or do it yourself?"

"doing what?"

"Ah... Zhao Jinyu, it's so early..." Ye Chen noticed Zhao Jinyu who was sitting at the dining table. She had just taken off her earphones - the machine on the table looked very small, like a tape machine , and not quite like it.

"Come here for dinner." She said jokingly.

In fact, of course everyone knows that if she wants to buy, she can buy better ones. The reason why she came here is just to have fun with everyone.

"Ah chirp!" Ye Chen wrapped his coat, sneezed again, and stumbled into the bathroom.

The people in the mirror can no longer distinguish between men and women.

There are both feminine beauty and masculine masculinity, mixed together, but it makes him feel a little uncomfortable.

It was not too early to wake up, and the apartment had already started to supply hot water, which saved him from the pain of the cold water.

It was probably because the water flowing from the faucet was too warm, which made him wash twice as long as usual, and it took him a long time to recover from the trance of repeated washing his face.

Ye Chen seems to be a little too distracted today.

When he sat down at the table again, Zhao Jinyu was continuing to listen to the song. He rested his cheeks and asked curiously, "Is this a tape machine?"

"Huh?" She took off the earphones and asked him to say it again with a smile.

"A tape drive? This is..."

"No, it's an MD player."

"what is that?"

She didn't speak, but demonstrated it with her own hands - took out a disc from the machine: "It's for discs."

Ye Chen looked around curiously: "Will the sound quality be better?"

"Yes, besides, a CD can store much more songs than a tape."

"Yes, and there is no need to turn over frequently." Ye Chen lied weakly on the table, "Why do you feel more tired after taking the medicine..."

"Why did you go last night? You were so tired and had a fever."

"Uh, it rained for a while." Ye Chen scratched his cheeks, "Last night I had a long dream, it felt like most of my life had passed, and now I'm a little... exhausted physically and mentally."

"That's right!" Zhao Jinyu's eyes lit up, "I also have that kind of dream sometimes. After waking up, not only do I not feel rested, but I feel even more tired."

"right……"

"What kind of dream are you? I kept sinking in the dream... I fell asleep in the dream, and then fell asleep in the dream, and then fell asleep again in the dream, and then fell asleep in the dream, what? I can't even wake up, and even when the alarm clock rings, it feels like the sky is far away."

"Wow, your dream is much more advanced than mine."

"What are you like?"

"I'm simply going through one scene after another. It's a bit like... going down the long river of time and going to the future. It's probably that feeling."

"That's fun too!"

"But I'm really tired. Maybe it's because of this dream that I haven't had a good rest, so I have a fever."

"Pfft... um, but it's really possible?" Zhao Jinyu covered his mouth with a chuckle and nodded slightly.

Ye Chen sighed in his heart, why Zhao Jinyu is not her future.

This is more reliable than Wan Qing's gentleness and understanding!

But if he was someone like Zhao Jinyu in the future, he probably wouldn't commit suicide by jumping off a building.

The strongest thing about the strong is their heart.

It is almost impossible to commit suicide like ordinary people.

Even if you have to die, it is worth dying.

The more I think about it, the more I feel that my future self is completely useless.

Thinking of such a future, Ye Chen couldn't help but sigh.

"What's the matter? Keep sighing."

"It's nothing..." Ye Chen couldn't explain his complicated mood at this moment, but he forced a smile and shook his head slightly.

Lunch was ready in no time-but for him it was probably breakfast.

Wan Qing made four dishes and one soup today, all of which were placed on the table. Although they were some common dishes, they were already very rich for this family who usually eat big pot stew or one dish and one soup.

"Ye Chen, Ye Chen?"

"Uh-huh?"

"What are you doing, still thinking about what happened yesterday? There's no need to be so entangled."

"Uh……"