Chapter 69
Chapter 69: Today’s Voice isn’t Too Good
Saturday.
The weather was slightly overcast, with no wind or snow. However, the accumulated snow from the past few days was melting, making it chilly.
When Wen Yu got up early, he reached her arm out of the window to feel the temperature, then came back and added another scarf. After all, he had to go out today, and it would be uncomfortable without a scarf in the chilly wind later in the afternoon.
After eating two steamed buns and drinking a bowl of hot soy milk, he went to school feeling refreshed.
He waited by the door for a while, and finally, Fu Chengque came out, but her appearance was somewhat surprising.
“Manager Fu, what’s wrong with this… are you sick?”
Wen Yu looked at Fu Chengque. She was wrapped up even more tightly than him, not only wearing a scarf but also wearing a black mask. She seemed very flustered when he saw the mask. Was there a nucleic acid testing site waiting for him downstairs?
Fu Chengque didn’t speak, squinting and pointing to her neck.
“Oh, you can’t speak?”
“Just… my throat… is a bit… uncomfortable…”
“Why don’t you rest at home? You can ask Auntie to inform the teacher. I’ll bring your homework back for you.”
The girl shook her head again.
“Then you’re not going shopping today, right? I’ll go alone.”
Fu Chengque shook her head more vigorously.
“At this moment… it’s still okay, cough!”
“Although it seems okay now, what if it gets worse if you’re exposed to the wind?”
“It’s… fine, cough cough—”
“Okay okay, I got it. Have you taken your medicine?”
She nodded directly.
The two of them then leisurely went to school. On the way, the conversation turned into Wen Yu talking alone while Fu Chengque listened beside him.
When they arrived at the classroom, Fu Chengque’s abnormal condition quickly attracted concern.
“Is Chengque sick? Is it serious? Why are you still coming to class? You should take a leave of absence.”
“Is it serious? If you feel uncomfortable, you should speak up. Let me take you to the infirmary…”
“I touch my forehead, oh, it’s not hot, no fever, so that’s okay.”
Outside the circle, some people couldn’t help but glance over and casually chat:
“Fu Chengque is sick?”
“Right… although it’s a bit pitiful, but with the mask on, she looks even better…”
“Indeed.”
“A black mask has this function too. I feel like she not only looks better but also more mysterious. I wonder how I would look wearing it?”
“Someone might call the police.”
“You’re kidding…”
Even the morning teachers couldn’t help but express their concern as they passed by each seat. Indeed, students with good grades, sweet personalities, and improved performance were all highly sought after.
But Fu Chengque felt numb.
She didn’t expect that so many people would care about her.
If she really got sick, she would definitely feel warm inside, but—
She’s faking it!!
That’s right, she’s pretending to have a cold!
Only in this way, her throat would feel uncomfortable, and she could naturally speak softly, so when Wen Yu talked to her, wouldn’t he come closer to listen?
Say three words directly for a minute, any problem?
Ten sentences in an hour, isn’t that perfect?
This way, wouldn’t the task be perfectly completed!
Isn’t this a genius plan?
Hehehe, this is Zhuge Chengque.
But what surprised her a bit was the excessive concern she received in the morning, which made her particularly nervous. What if she was found out to be faking it?
Wouldn’t everyone think she’s a liar…
Sigh, she didn’t mean to deceive everyone.
There’s no choice, Fu Chengque could only pretend to be “a little better” by noon to slightly reduce everyone’s concern.
In the afternoon, the two went out for shopping.
Going to a market outside the school, a ten-minute drive away, to buy stationery and gifts was half the price compared to inside and outside the school. Some monopolistic businesses were indeed rampant…
On the bus, Wen Yu asked about Fu Chengque’s condition.
“Feeling better?”
“…”
“Confused? Or still can’t speak?”
Fu Chengque’s mind turned quickly, quickly starting to nod: Not better, not better, I’m not better!
She quickly pointed to her head, then to her nose, pulled down her mask to show a little tongue, touched her slender white neck, and finally hugged herself, shaking from side to side.
Head dizzy, nose stuffed, tongue sore, it’s very miserable, and the throat still hurts, the whole body is uncomfortable!
Wen Yu took a look, well, why did the illness get worse?
“This… should we go back?”
She quickly shook her head again.
Then she opened her mouth and made several syllables that even she couldn’t understand clearly.
“What did you say?” Wen Yu frowned, leaning closer to listen. “What did you say?”
“Water…” Fu Chengque pinched her throat, her voice hoarse, squeezing out the words, “I… I… want… to… drink… water… cough!”
Four words in total, uttered six times, resting after each word, dragging on for 30 seconds to finish, and in the meantime, Wen Yu actually didn’t move at all, leaning in to listen.
Wow!
Perfect!
Genius plan!
“Drink water?”
Fu Chengque nodded.
She gestured with her hand again, indicating that she still wanted to speak. When Wen Yu got close, she started another top-tier performance—
First, she coughed a few times, then repeated “I want to drink” twice, and finally, she managed to laboriously utter two key words:
Hot water.
Hahaha, excellent!
A simple sentence, stretched out for a full minute!
Those online novelists should learn from her, what “adding water” means, what sweet “delaying updates” means!
But Wen Yu didn’t suspect anything, just looked around and felt a bit conflicted.
“I don’t know where to find hot water, I’ll check it out when we get off. How about hot milk tea?” he asked gently, lowering his head.
Fu Chengque waved her hand hurriedly.
Wen Yu leaned closer.
After some preparation, she finally spat out a word:
“…Okay!”
Wen Yu was a bit speechless. You, sick kid, can’t you just nod?
The two of them chatted intermittently on the bus. Although Fu Chengque was sick, her chatty desires were undiminished. She wanted to chat with Wen Yu about everything she saw, but every word she said was agonizingly slow.
Forget it, forget it, the patient is the priority.
When they arrived at the station, Wen Yu checked his phone map and found a bubble tea shop nearby, so he took Fu Chengque there.
At the door of the shop, Wen Yu asked Fu Chengque, “What would you like to drink?”
The girl looked around excitedly, waving her hand at him.
When he approached, he heard the girl’s hoarse voice: “…cough… jasmine… jasmine… milk… cough… tea…”
Wen Yu didn’t move, just raised his eyebrows, and saw “Jasmine Milk Tea.”
He asked again, “Sweetness? Additional toppings? I think it’s better not to add…”
“…Three… parts… sugar… cough! Add… red bean… crispy… cough… coconut… cough… hawthorn… honey… cough…”
Unexpectedly, Fu Chengque ordered a bunch of toppings with her sore throat.
Wen Yu’s waist was tired, but his heart was pleasantly surprised:
Fu Chengque, are you trying to break the record for ordering?
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