Chapter 120 The Devil's Moment
"Do you know what's wrong?" asked the Elf King.
Mei Yang lowered his head and snapped his fingers nervously.
He would rather be spanked by the Elf King than face such an embarrassing lecture.
"I know, I shouldn't have brought everyone to play on the mother tree." As he said that, Mei Yang raised his head slightly and quickly glanced at the Elf King's face.
His gaze happened to meet the man's pale pupils, and as if burned, Mei Yang lowered his head again.
Mei Yang thought about it, then simply stretched out a hand, held it in front of the Elf King, and said, "Why don't you just hit me."
Out of the corner of his eye, he saw the man sigh and pick up the pointer on the table.
Just when Mei Yang thought he was destined to be scolded by his parents today, the Elf King simply hung the pointer on the wall where the painting was originally placed, then rubbed Mei Yang's head and said, "Forget it, go back to your room and rest."
After saying this, he walked out of the door on his own.
Mei Yang stood in front of the window, watching his jumping figure gradually disappear under the moonlight, and knew that tonight, he would most likely be the only one in this tree house.
He turned off the crystal lamp in the living room, returned to the bedroom, washed up in the bathroom, and then fell into the soft little bed, staring at the ceiling with his eyes open, his mind in a mess, recalling what happened a few hours ago.
A few hours ago, he was carried by the Elf King like a child, through the crowd, to the restaurant for dinner.
The Elf King seemed to have made up his mind to be a good daddy. Although his expression looked very calm, even a little cold, he still did not teach Mei Yang a lesson in public and let him have a good meal.
After returning home, he sat down face to face with Mei Yang and judged Mei Yang with his eyes, making Mei Yang swallow all his excuses in frustration.
Thinking of this, Mei Yang pouted unhappily.
He really doesn't understand these parents nowadays. They ask their children to do more outdoor activities, and when the children really have fun at the place he told them, they come to arrest them with a cold face, scare them with a blackboard pointer, and force the children to explain what they did wrong.
How do I know where I'm wrong? I don't think I'm wrong at all!
Mei Yang's nose wrinkled in anger.
He had no idea that just two days of living in another world had made him seem to have really degenerated into a cub and become spoiled.
Spoilage is a problem that only children who are loved will have. Mei Yang had never been loved in the first eighteen years of his life, so naturally he didn't know that he had contracted this bad habit.
He muttered a few words to himself, and recalled the wonderful adventure on the mother tree in the afternoon. After a while, he coaxed himself to sleep.
The next morning, when it was time to go to school, Mei Yang didn't ask the Elf King to send him off. He bravely climbed down the tree and walked to the mushroom house.
When he arrived at the classroom, he suddenly slapped his head and remembered something he had forgotten long ago - yesterday, Teacher Irene instructed everyone to show their test papers to their parents after returning home and correct their mistakes under their parents' guidance.
Mei Yang completely forgot about this and even lost the test paper.
He told Teacher Irene with trepidation that he had forgotten the test paper at home.
Fortunately, Teacher Irene did not plan to review the test papers in this class, so she easily let Mei Yang go and reminded him to remember to bring it tomorrow.
"Okay!" Mei Yang nodded heavily.
He actually didn't know where the test paper fell, but his instinct to seek profit and avoid harm made him tell the simplest lie like all other children who didn't do their homework.
This class was very relaxing, as it was about learning poetry. Mei Yang originally thought that he had passed the test by not singing out of tune, but when he heard the singing of the five elves, he immediately felt the disparity in the world - their voices were like the choirs that you see on TV, singing in churches or theaters, clear and beautiful.
After seeing the difference, Mei Yang didn't want to sing anymore, but teacher Irene asked him to sing it alone, and finally assigned him the task of backing vocals, which made Mei Yang feel relieved.
At least the contrast isn't that obvious anymore.
After the music class, the kids got together again and went to the restaurant for dinner.
"Let's go, Mei Yang." Pope called.
Mei Yang thought about it and followed.
His diet was different from that of the elves. During the meal, Mei Yang generously let them taste his own soup - he didn't dare give them meat for fear of getting an upset stomach - and several elves frowned at the strange taste of the seasoning.
"How about it?" Mei Yang asked them, "Would you like some cooked vegetables?"
"No, I still prefer fresh fruit." Blue refused with a smile.
The other elves also shook their heads in unison.
Mei Yang shrugged and stopped forcing himself.
After dinner, when everyone gathered on the lawn again to discuss where to go for fun today, Mei Yang gestured to interrupt the discussion and said apologetically, "I have something to do today, so I won't play with you."
"What's the matter?" Sean tugged at Mei Yang's sleeve.
"I lost my test paper and I have to go find it," said Mei Yang.
"No big deal, we'll help you find it!" Reid patted his chest and decided that the afternoon activity would be to help Mei Yang find the test paper.
When I'm with friends, everything I do is enjoyable. On a sunny afternoon, a few kids with hair colors like a palette walked around many places laughing and playing.
Mei Yang held his forehead helplessly as he watched the elves working hard to dig out a thin piece of paper from every bush.
He did try to explain that he had not been crawling in the dark in the bushes, but Red insisted that his test paper was most likely blown into the bushes by the wind.
Red: "How can you be sure that you didn't squat down and take a look at these lovely little bushes when you passed by them, and then pick a few sweet berries?"
As he spoke, he picked two snakeberries and put them in his mouth.
Mei Yang: “…”
He was now very sure that instead of seriously helping him find the lost test paper, Red and the others actually treated this as an entertainment activity.
Even two days later, when they submit their practical reports, they might submit the fact that they lost their test paper as part of the activity.
When I think of that scene and Teacher Irene's cold eyes...
Mei Yang quickly called out to a few elves who were standing almost at the edge of the green belt eating wild fruits: "Um, don't write about what happened today in the practice report."
"Why?" Auggie asked.
"No reason."
"All right."
Mei Yang finally breathed a sigh of relief.
He waited until the elves had explored the bushes enough before saying, "Yesterday after school, I went to the hot springs, then walked through the tree house grounds to the restaurant for dinner. I think I lost it along the way."
"Why didn't you say so earlier?" Pope wiped his lips that were stained red by the berries.
“…”
"Let's go, let's look along the way."
After searching for an entire afternoon, they found nothing. They just couldn't find the piece of paper that was actually not that small.
Mei Yang had no choice but to give up.
He was very tired and had no appetite, so he didn't go to eat, but went straight back to the tree house.
The Elf King has not returned home yet.
As a young cub being raised, Mei Yang had no way of asking about the whereabouts of a great king. He didn't know whether the Elf King would come back tonight. Mei Yang didn't want to wait for him in the living room foolishly, so he went back to his room and planned to lie on the leaf sofa for a while and make up little stories to entertain himself.
In this world without the Internet, Mei Yang can only spend the evening by closing his eyes and daydreaming.
While brushing his teeth, Mei Yang saw in the mirror a corner of his robe that he had not yet washed, sticking out of the laundry basket, and he seemed to be lost in thought.
He walked over, picked up his robe, and felt in his pocket - it was the pencil that Teacher Irene had given him.
Mei Yang was stunned.
The pencil is still in my pocket, but the test paper is gone. Why?
If you were going to throw them away, you should have thrown them all together. How could there be only one left? Unless, unless it was during a vigorous run, the pencil, being heavier, didn't get shaken out or blown away by the wind.
And my most intense exercise yesterday was...
Thinking of this, Mei Yang gritted his teeth.
He had already lied once today. Now that he knew where the test paper might have been lost, it seemed unreasonable not to look for it again while there were few people around, the weather was good, and there were no large wild animals.
It's actually around 5:30 or 6:00 in the afternoon. It's not completely dark yet, just a little cloudy. If I go out now, I should be able to reach the foot of the mother tree at dusk. I can just look for it and it won't be too late to come back at night.
After making up his mind, Mei Yang went out immediately.
Afraid that the light would be bad if he delayed too late, he ran all the way and finally arrived at the foot of the mother tree at dusk.
Mei Yang looked around but found nothing, so he had to look up and stare at the branches above his head in a daze.
Could it be that it fell on it...
Mei Yang recalled carefully and remembered that he had indeed run wildly on the first branch for a long time. Maybe he floated away at that time.
Since I’m here, Mei Yang thought.
He ran to the trunk, patted the bark of the mother tree, and whispered, "Good evening, can you lower a vine? I have something on it."
There was a rustle of leaves, and soon a knotted vine lowered beside him.
Mei Yang sat on it and closed his eyes tightly. After a few seconds of feeling of floating in the air, he successfully reached the first branch.
The branches, as flat as a road, stretched as far as the eye could see. Soon, he found his windblown test paper on a branch with leaves on its tip. It was still intact. Mei Yang folded the paper back into a square, tucked it into his arms, and then repeated the process, descending on the vine elevator.
Still keeping his eyes tightly closed.
Dusk, the devilish time of day, is when strange things are most likely to happen. Mei Yang, with his eyes closed, couldn't see that as the vines carried him down, they seemed to pass through some elastic, transparent membrane.
After landing, Mei Yang took a long time to relax before opening his eyes again.
The next second, he was stunned by the scene before him: there was no moonlight in the dark forest, and a huge albino moose, as tall as three stories, was standing in front of Mei Yang.
It seemed to glow by its very nature, with green fireflies circling around it in admiration. Sitting on the moose was a young man with long platinum hair, light-colored eyes, and unparalleled handsomeness.
He looked exactly like the Elf King Melida, with a very similar indifferent look in his eyes, but he was just a little younger.
The man's jawline was extremely sharp. He looked down at Mei Yang and asked him, "Who are you?"
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The author has something to say:
Sorry for the failure on day 6 QAQ
Let me share what happened yesterday: I stayed up late the night before last and was about to go to sleep when I heard my cat vomiting. I went to mop the floor, and it was just normal hairballs. A little later, I heard the vomiting again, and again I went to clean it up. This time, it started vomiting blood. From midnight to 5 a.m., it vomited five pools of blood, the kind that was watery red.
I was terrified, but it was in very good spirits, so I didn't take it to the emergency room (I don't like taking cats to the pet hospital, I was worried that I would meet a quack and kill me). Instead, I stopped feeding it in the morning and waited until 8:30 to take it to the Animal Husbandry Station of the Agricultural University to see a professional veterinarian.
After a series of examinations, poisoning was confirmed.
I called my grandma to ask if she'd secretly used 84 disinfectant behind my back. She cried foul and reported my dad, saying he'd sprayed his shoes with the foot odor spray. I remembered that my silly son had indeed played with my dad's leather shoes for a long time the previous night...
Fortunately, it was only mildly poisoned. After three injections and some medication, I took it home to observe it. It's now alive and kicking. Thank you, aunts, for your concern. Guangzong (my eldest son, the one vomiting blood) and Yaozu (my second son) wish you all a happy New Year.
If you have pets, please note that not only mosquito repellents and disinfectants, but also medical sprays can be harmful to cats.
May there be no foot odor in heaven.
Thank you to the little angels who voted for me or provided me with nutrient solution between 2023-12-26 21:38:44 and 2023-12-28 20:31:10~
Thanks to the little angels who irrigated the nutrient solution: 20 bottles of broken eggs on the ground; 10 bottles of copper sulfate that was trapped; 1 bottle that I was too lazy to name;
Thank you very much for your support. I will continue to work hard!
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