"I'd like some more plain congee, with some dried radish."
With each word Mai Tsumabu said, the Tsumabu couple nodded, their eyes brimming with tears. They had even greater confidence in their daughter's recovery. There's an old Chinese saying: "Man is made of iron, food is made of steel." As long as you can eat, it means you're healthy!
Mai is really recovering!
The wife went downstairs excitedly to prepare food for her beloved daughter, leaving only Ye Qingqing and Mami in the room.
"Eating smaller, more frequent meals is better; eating too much will upset your stomach," Ye Qingqing advised.
"Yeah, I just want to taste it. I've almost forgotten what food tastes like!"
Mai Tsumabu suddenly sighed, her sorrowful expression making her look like an old woman in her twilight years, devoid of any vitality.
"You'll remember soon enough. If you eat one kind of food every day, you'll have all the flavors in the world," Ye Qingqing said with a smile.
"puff"
Mai Tsumabu couldn't help but chuckle, looking intently at Ye Qingqing. After a long while, Ye Qingqing felt a strange sensation she couldn't quite put her finger on, but she soon felt sleepy, yawned, and slowly closed her eyes.
Mai Tsumabu's lips curled up slightly, her eyes filled with a triumphant smugness.
"Qingqing, are you going to sleep?" Tsumabu Mai's voice was right next to my ear, but it sounded very distant.
She tried hard to open her eyes, but her eyelids felt heavier than a thousand pounds and she couldn't open them no matter what she did. Just as she was about to fall asleep, Ye Qingqing suddenly felt a pang of anxiety and realized something was wrong. She had gone to bed at ten o'clock last night and didn't get up until seven o'clock this morning, so she had gotten plenty of sleep. Why was she suddenly feeling sleepy?
Something's not right.
Ye Qingqing mustered her strength and silently circulated her internal energy. As time slowly passed, her mind gradually cleared, her drowsiness disappeared, and her eyes regained their clarity.
Mai's expression changed slightly, and she asked with concern, "Qingqing-jie, did you not sleep well last night?"
Ye Qingqing glanced at her and saw nothing unusual. But the strange drowsiness just now must be related to this sickly girl. Could Tsumabu Mai know hypnosis?
What was Mai Tsumabu's purpose in hypnotizing her?
"Maybe so, I just suddenly felt sleepy, sorry." Ye Qingqing didn't deny it, echoing what Tsumabu Mai said.
Mai Tsumabu covered her mouth and laughed, "Qingqing-nee was so cute just now. It's true that pretty people are cute no matter what they do."
She stared at Ye Qingqing again, her eyes filled with undisguised envy. "Sister Qingqing is the most beautiful woman I've ever seen. She's healthy and beautiful. Mai is so envious!"
Ye Qingqing felt a chill run down her spine. She forced herself to remain calm and smiled faintly, "There are many people prettier than me, you just haven't seen them."
Mai Tsumabu sighed and said self-deprecatingly, "I've never even been to the back mountain, and I've never had the chance to meet any other pretty ladies. Sister Qingqing, am I about to die?"
The sudden change of topic caught Ye Qingqing off guard, and she felt even more frustrated. From the moment she entered the room until now, Tsumabu Mai had been in control, and she had been following the girl's lead, feeling very passive.
"Don't overthink it, and never give up easily."
Ye Qingqing offered a word of comfort, then decided to regain some control, saying, "If Mai feels lonely, she can get a dog. It would bring a lot more fun. I don't see that you have a dog at home."
Mai Tsumabu's expression changed slightly, but she quickly recovered and smiled, "Because I'm allergic to animal fur, I can't keep one. I really like dogs, especially big dogs. They must be so warm to hold."
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