Their interactions were also extremely harmonious. Shunacha was not a quiet person; he always couldn't help but wander around, look, touch, and move things. Even when resting, Shenmi didn't mind and wouldn't be disturbed. On the contrary, she preferred to listen to the sounds of his subtle movements, which made her feel more relaxed.
Before they knew it... the two of them had become like this, with Shenmi casually feeding them and Shunacha reflexively catching them.
Neither of them were complicated people; one was simple-minded, and the other was open-minded, so they naturally became close friends.
Shunacha chewed on a pastry and replied, "I'm calculating how long you can live."
The mystery didn't get angry at the suspicious words; it simply gave a faint "Oh," and asked, "What?"
“You’re dealing with all this without eating or sleeping well. It’s okay now that you’re young, but in two years… tsk tsk tsk, I think you’re definitely going to die young!” Shu Naicha said with certainty and expectation, “If you work a little harder, you might just die of a sudden death tomorrow!”
The mystery man paused, raised his eyes, and looked at him.
The rather chubby boy still looked the same as when we first met, wearing a light yellow robe, with round eyes and a round face. His skin was crystal clear, as if it were glowing. At first glance, his innocent, pure, and bright black eyes were so cute that they could melt anyone's heart.
Shenmi placed the pen on the pen holder, pushed his wheelchair out from behind the desk, and silently and slowly left the study.
Shunacha didn't dare to continue chewing her snacks, frozen in her seat, completely bewildered.
What's wrong? Did I say something too blunt and he got upset?
Good heavens, was I just cursing him to die? No wonder he was unhappy!
Are you going to fire me? No way, partner! We need to build a good relationship with you while you're still alive so we don't fall out of sync when we work together in the future!
Now that I've offended my partner, the missions will definitely be tough from now on!
As Shunacha imagined himself chasing and slashing the bad guys while his partner, Shangshanshi, chased and slashed him, he couldn't help but swallow hard... Then, forgetting that he still had pastries in his mouth, he was immediately choked by crumbs and coughed violently.
Realizing he was in for another bad day, Shunacha coughed for three days straight, his throat still feeling itchy, as if something was stuck there.
From the very first day he started coughing, I quietly changed all his food to the kind of medicine that soothes the lungs and relieves coughs. After three days, he was still coughing from time to time, so I couldn't help but ask, "Should we see a doctor?"
Shunacha was stretching his neck and making strange quacking sounds like a duck in an attempt to relieve the itch. Hearing this, he waved his hand and said, "No need, it's just that my throat always feels a little itchy..." He thought carefully for a moment, scratched his head and said, "Usually when I'm unlucky and get choked by something, I'll immediately run into something even more unlucky. This is probably some kind of omen."
However, this talent that only brings bad luck and not good luck... only makes Shunacha feel like he's possessed by the god of bad luck and a reincarnation of a jinx _(:3」∠)_.
Shenmi nodded solemnly, then sent people to protect Shunaicha.
Shunacha: "..."
A few days later, Shu Nai checked on Shen Mi, who was still resting in the sun, and reflected on the past few days. Although Shen Mi was still handling academic affairs, he no longer neglected his meals and sleep. He didn't skip breakfast, lunch, dinner, or after-dinner snacks, and he took breaks every now and then. He even went to bed at midnight.
Damn it, if he keeps his body in such good shape, when will he finally die?!
Shu Naicha couldn't help but ask him, "You haven't been busy these past few days, have you?"
Shenmi gave him a deep look and smiled faintly: "You care about me, how could I let you down?"
Shunacha: "..."
He suppressed the urge to vomit blood and carefully recalled the events, then realized... his words at the time, in the eyes of his closest friend, were clearly awkward, sarcastic concern! A warning to the other person to take care of themselves, or they would die young!
Damn it! Can't this get any better?! I really just want you to die quickly! If you die and ascend to heaven, I won't be sad because you're dead!
Suddenly, Shunacha's throat stopped itching because he had a mouthful of blood stuck there. He was afraid that if he coughed, he would really spit blood all over Shenmi's head.
So heartbreaking... Why did he have to end up in such a sad state?
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