If this isn't insanity, what is?

Lying in bed, Long Xiaoyan couldn't fall asleep.

After all, he is kind-hearted.

Finally, she took out a quilt and covered Tang Xiaobao with it. The latter seemed unaware and stared into the distance motionlessly.

Long Xiaoyan sighed and suddenly felt that Tang Xiaobao was so pitiful.

She didn't think about how Tang Xiaobao fell from the sky.

Or maybe she didn't want to think too much.

No words were spoken that night.

The next day was Saturday.

As usual, Long Xiaoyan made breakfast and asked Tang Xiaobao to eat.

"I'm not hungry."

Long Xiaoyan was depressed.

What if people starve to death?

But then I thought, if he was really hungry, he would probably ask for food on his own.

No matter how stupid he is, he wouldn't be so stupid as to not eat and starve to death. Moreover, Tang Xiaobao looks refreshed and doesn't look like he is hungry or sleepless.

She suddenly felt that Tang Xiaobao was so mysterious. At this time, she thought of the fact that Tang Xiaobao fell from the sky, and she couldn't help but become more curious.

But she didn't want to delve into the matter.

Because she didn't want Tang Xiaobao to destroy the habits she had developed over the past ten years. Her life was so ordinary and she didn't want it to be ruined.

She went back to work in the fields.

There is still some rapeseed left to harvest.

At noon, he came back under the sun and glanced at Tang Xiaobao. The latter was still looking into the distance and had not taken off the quilt.

It’s such a hot day...

Long Xiaoyan was at a loss whether to laugh or cry.

So lazy.

She helped Tang Xiaobao take off the quilt, scolded him a few more times, and went to cook.

As a result, Tang Xiaobao still didn't eat at noon or at night, and he didn't look mentally ill at all.

This time, Long Xiaoyan was really scared.