Chapter 482: Sleeping Voice



Chapter 482: Sleeping Voice

In the room, Chu Mu leaned on the lazy sofa and tapped on his phone.

She recalled and recorded for more than half an hour, and finally wrote down all the major projects she remembered in the memo.

She planned to wait until tomorrow to find an Internet cafe, and then send the things she had sorted out privately to her elder brother.

Afterwards, she turned off her phone contentedly and went back to doing her homework. She worked until after eleven o'clock before washing up and going to bed.

When it was almost twelve o'clock, Chu Mu lay straight on the bed, staring at the ceiling for ten minutes, but she still couldn't fall asleep.

She suddenly realized that she seemed to be a little bit attached to her bed! How strange, she seemed to be a little bit attached to her bed.

She sighed, took out her phone, and found a video of a blogger she often watched recently. Then, she pulled the quilt comfortably, closed her eyes, and folded her hands on her abdomen, looking particularly sacred.

"Welcome to Mr. Chen's math class! Today we are going to learn trigonometric functions..."

Listening to the "purified voice" coming from the mobile phone, she looked peaceful and sleepiness came over her unknowingly.

Chu Mu did not close the curtains when he fell asleep. At this time, there was only a small night light in the room emitting a faint light. The orange-yellow light was warm, and compared with the moonlight coming in from the window, it made the room look much warmer.

There was a tiny gap in the window, and the evening breeze came in through the gap, bringing a bit of coolness.

Chu Mu couldn't help but shudder, so he pulled the quilt up and hid himself in it.

In her dream, she felt as if she was being pressed down by something. That thing not only pressed down on her, but also pinched her neck. She felt very uncomfortable in her neck. She didn’t sleep well at all that night! She was a little dazed and didn’t know when to wake up. When she was awakened by the knock on the door outside the next morning, her eyelids almost didn’t open.

She got out of bed dazed and went to open the door.

The door opened and outside was Chu Shang.

"elder sister?"

Chu Chang: "Yeah. Mu Mu, it's time to go downstairs for breakfast!"

"...Yeah." Chu Mu's voice was a little vague.

She rubbed her eyes, but her eyelids were still stubbornly stuck together.

"I'll go wash my face, change my clothes, and come downstairs in a moment."

Chu Shang noticed that she was not in a good condition and touched her face: "Didn't you sleep well last night?"

Chu Mu nodded slightly, then turned and walked towards the bathroom. As she walked, she said, "I didn't sleep well! I'm used to my bed!"

The slight grievance in her voice made Chu Shang feel distressed.

"Be good, take a break on the way to school later. We won't stay here today."

Chu Mu nodded blankly, then went to the bathroom to wash his face.

After being hit by the cold water, Chu Mu suddenly became much more sober.

She gritted her teeth and scooped up a few more handfuls of water to splash on her face until her eyes opened and she was no longer sleepy.

After washing his face and brushing his teeth, Chu Mu changed into his school uniform and went out.

When she went downstairs, she kept pinching her throat. When she got up in the morning, she felt a little uncomfortable in her throat, but the symptoms were very mild and she didn't care much.

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Until when she was eating, she stuffed a piece of steamed bun into her mouth, and it was as if she had swallowed a razor blade, and her whole face turned pale in an instant.

Chu Shang had been paying attention to her, but before she could show concern for her sister, someone else took the initiative.

"What's wrong with you? Is your throat uncomfortable?"

Fu Sui'an looked at Chu Mu and frowned. When he frowned, he really looked a bit difficult to deal with.

Chu Mu was shocked by this guy for some reason. She nodded obediently: "A little bit, I think I have a cold."

As she said that, she tried to touch her forehead. It wasn't hot, so it was okay.


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