Chu Qingxuan made the bed and walked out satisfied.

"Tang Munian, it's all laid out. I'm sure you'll like it."

When Tang Munian saw the Peppa Pig bed sheet, the corners of his mouth twitched violently a few times.

He looked at Chu Qingxuan and said, "I'd rather die than sleep up there!"

Chu Qingxuan said regretfully, "I think it's quite cute, why don't you like it?"

Tang Munian crossed his arms, a playful glint in his phoenix eyes, and said, "I'll give you two choices: either I sleep with you, or you change the sheets."

In just a second, Chu Qingxuan immediately walked into the room.

"Tear it down first, and I'll look for others later."

Watching Chu Qingxuan's busy figure, Tang Munian's lips curled into a smile.

It seems that what Yan Qing said is true.

Being close to her makes me feel much better.

Chu Qingxuan's family didn't have any extra bed sheets, so they had to buy new ones.

The two walked inside the supermarket, looking just like a couple.

After Tang Munian moved in, Chu Qingxuan saw him every day and always felt that Tang Munian was no different from a normal person and did not seem like a mentally ill person at all.

However, Tang Munian was taking medicine every day.

Chu Qingxuan saw Tang Munian's medicine bottle; it was indeed medicine to control mental symptoms.

I don't know what Tang Munian's illness looked like.

Chu Qingxuan later witnessed Tang Munian's condition when he was ill. In his depressed state, he always looked listless. When Chu Qingxuan called Tang Munian's name, he only glanced at her casually.

They thought this was a pretty bad situation, but in the following days, Tang Munian locked himself in his room and refused to open the door.

Chu Qingxuan then realized that Tang Munian had fallen ill again.

They found the spare key and opened the door, only to find Tang Munian lying motionless on the bed.

Tang Munian wrapped himself in the quilt and fell fast asleep.

Chu Qingxuan walked over and nudged Tang Munian, "Tang Munian, you've been sleeping for three days."

The person in bed remained motionless.

"If you don't get up, I'm going to delete the script you just wrote!"

"Let me see, it's well written."

"This script is destined to be a hit; it's a real shame to delete it."

"I heard that deleted items can also be seen in the recycle bin, so I'll clear the recycle bin as well..."

Suddenly, a hand landed on the back of Chu Qingxuan's hand, and the warmth of the palm transferred to Chu Qingxuan's skin, startling her.

"Chu Qingxuan, did you do this on purpose?" A deep voice entered her ears. Chu Qingxuan turned her head slightly, and Tang Munian's breath hit her face.

Chu Qingxuan's breath hitched; this was just too unfair.

"I didn't want to use this tactic, but you're ignoring me."

Tang Munian treasured these scripts the most; if he wasn't threatened with them, he would never pay any attention to Chu Qingxuan.

"Hehe." Tang Mu chuckled lightly, then said, "It seems you know me quite well."

After saying that, Tang Munian sat back on the bed. Chu Qingxuan turned around, and Tang Munian looked inexplicably dejected.

He leaned lazily against the bed, looking dejected.

"I've just been in a bad mood these past few days and haven't been able to muster any interest."

"You haven't eaten for three days."

Tang Munian said with his eyes closed, "I'm not hungry."

"You have to eat something."

"No, thank you. I have no appetite."

Chu Qingxuan: "..."

Seeing Tang Munian's expression, Chu Qingxuan frowned even more deeply.

In her memory, Tang Munian was sharp-tongued and spirited.

She couldn't stand Tang Munian's current state anymore.