Chapter 62 The Delinquent School Beauty Transfer Student 3 (Replacement) Sunshine...
Back home, the tidy kitchen was filled with the aroma of food.
Yun Chiyi stood there for a moment, feeling a sense of unease. This scent was indeed something she hadn't experienced in ages; it seemed like she hadn't smelled it in several lifetimes.
She couldn't remember what it felt like to live as a normal person, and felt unfamiliar with these everyday human experiences.
She snapped out of her daze, squatted down to change into slippers, and, covered in dust, decided it would be best to take a shower first.
Hearing the noise, a woman strode out of the kitchen, her face stern, and blocked her way with open arms: "Where have you been gallivanting off to again? You disappeared while you were having breakfast!"
The woman in front of me wore a pale yellow dress, her slightly curled long hair draped over her shoulders, her stern words were full of worry, and her gaze remained gentle.
She was the original owner's mother.
Yun Chiyi exclaimed "Oh dear!" and pulled her hand, pouting, "I'm going out to play with my friends. No matter how wild I am, I have to come back on time to eat Mom's cooking."
She narrowed her starry eyes and smiled, "What delicious food are you making? Don't burn the bottom of the pot like last time."
Meng Yuan disdainfully shook off her hand: "Move aside, move aside. How old are you? Your hands are covered in mud. Don't you know how to be hygienic?"
Yun Chiyi stared at Meng Yuan and grinned foolishly. Meng Yuan pushed her into the bathroom without hesitation: "Go wash up. Why are you acting like a little kid, like a dirty bun?"
A moment later, comfortable loungewear, a bath towel for drying the body, and a hair towel were all hanging in the bathroom. Meng Yuan's voice came from outside the door: "Don't dawdle in there. Hurry up and finish showering and come out for lunch. The teacher is coming over this afternoon, do you hear me?"
Yun Chiyi shouted through the door, "I heard it, I heard it with both ears."
She turned to look at her painted face in the mirror and laughed for no reason. Her beautiful eyes sparkled, but soon the light gradually faded.
It seems the smile on her face doesn't belong to her.
The sounds of stir-frying outside were intermittent while she was taking a shower. Yun Chiyi moved quickly, dried her hair, let it hang naturally, opened the door, and walked out into the steam.
Her cheeks, flushed and glowing from the hot water, were rosy and radiant. She casually tossed her dirty clothes into the bamboo basket on her left, her movements so practiced and swift that she stared at her hands for a moment, momentarily stunned.
The original owner's lifestyle habits were influencing her all the time, and Yun Chiyi could almost feel the original owner sleeping somewhere in this body.
Yun Chiyi, slipping on her slippers, peeked into the kitchen and met Meng Yuan's approving gaze, though she was proud of the freshly made tomato and loofah soup.
Meng Yuan washed her hands and urged Yun Chiyi, "Bring the dishes over. You're so lazy and good-for-nothing."
Yun Chiyi nodded: "Oh."
For two people, there was a stir-fried pork dish, a tomato and loofah soup, and a cold water spinach salad, a balanced meal of meat and vegetables.
Yun Chiyi ate her meal with gusto, instinctively stepping onto the stool. This position was quite comfortable. She picked up two pieces of stir-fried pork and a piece of water spinach, wrapped them with rice, and put them into her mouth.
The midday sun was bright, shining directly on the insteps of her feet. Meng Yuan ladled soup for her while saying, "Eat slowly, no one's going to take it from you."
Yun Chiyi nodded, finished her rice in a few bites, and then went to get another bowl.
She thought it must be because beach volleyball is too physically demanding.
Meng Yuan watched her wolf down her food and laughed, saying, "You're definitely growing. At this rate, you'll grow into a tall girl."
Upon hearing this, Yun Chiyi paused slightly, then took a sip of soup, lost in thought.
Yun Chiyi snorted: "I told you to read more books when you were young, but you didn't. It's not like eating a lot makes you taller."
Meng Yuan replied perfunctorily, "Yes, yes, you have good grades."
Yun Chi was speechless, holding the bowl without moving. After a few seconds, her eyes slowly smiled as she picked the lean meat into the bowl: "But don't worry, I will grow up well."
Meng Yuan asked, "Who will eat the fatty meat?"
Yun Chiyi's cheeks puffed out: "You're thin, you should eat more."
Home-style dishes, especially delicious with rice while the wok is still steaming.
Yun Chiyi ate her fill, put down her chopsticks, and helped clear the table.
The system drooled. It knew Yun Chiyi loved food and was always talking, but this was the first time it had seen her eat so heartily.
[Host, so many days have passed, and you haven't asked me about the change in the danger level?]
The higher the danger index, the greater the risk of death.
Yun Chiyi didn't bother to ask; she was fairly certain about the progress.
[The original owner hoped I would help her through this difficult time, meaning that her survival would be the end of my existence?]
[Congratulations, host! You've understood correctly! Regardless of success or failure, your life in this world is counting down.]
[However, host, we must leave with dignity! Otherwise, the life points accumulated in the previous worlds will be reduced...]
The system rambled on and on.
Oh well, it's all the same anyway. She'll leave this world after the mission is successful.
After Yun Chiyi finished eating, she lay on the bed, her heels bobbing back and forth on the bed surface. She took a nap first, and then Meng Yuan dragged her out of bed to give her extra lessons.
She sat on the bench, half asleep, which made the teacher opposite her sleepy.
Her teacher was a quiet girl who had only graduated from university a few years ago. She couldn't be strict and could only watch as her body swayed from side to side, and she almost fell backward several times.
The teacher gently tapped the desk: "There are still ten minutes left before get out of class ends. Why don't you listen to what I'm saying?"
Yun Chiyi struggled to open her eyes and sighed, "It's too difficult, I can't understand it."
She stretched out her finger and poked it hard at the notes the teacher had written in the math workbook: "The textbook teaches that this angle equals that angle, and that this is what kind of triangle it is. But when they put out the problems, they made them even more difficult. I don't know which angle equals which angle. I know I'm going to grow horns on my head from listening to all this."
"And this question, asking me to find the pattern, what number is the 108th? How am I supposed to know? I only know the 108 heroes of Liangshan. If I knew the pattern of numbers, I would go downstairs and set up a fortune-telling stall. Who knows, I might even make a lot of money by deceiving and cheating people."
These words made the teacher's expression change. She glanced at Yun Chiyi sideways, feeling that the child was beyond saving.
Yun Chiyi covered her forehead with genuine emotion. The original owner's grades were terrible, and she wasn't much better off.
She knew that reading was beneficial, but she just couldn't get into it.
Besides, she only has about a hundred days left. She wouldn't let "others" benefit from her learning.
Yun Chi wanted to continue sleeping, so she continued to spout nonsense, intending to drive away the tutor.
"Teacher, I'll give you fifty yuan. You can sit and read your novel while I take a nap!"
The teacher froze, her face turning red with anger. She grabbed the canvas bag from the table, turned around, opened the door, and strode into the living room. She was stunned as soon as she opened the door.
"Aunt Meng... why were you eavesdropping..."
Meng Yuan looked at the teacher who stormed out and straightened up awkwardly: "Teacher, don't be angry. She's just a bit grumpy when she wakes up. Please sit down and have a glass of water. I'll go talk to her."
The teacher, with red eyes, took out a hundred yuan from her pocket and solemnly handed it to Meng Yuan: "I can't teach her, so I'll refund half of the trial lesson fee to you."
She left as soon as she finished speaking, and no one could stop her.
Meng Yuan looked at the gently closed door, the light touch revealing her gentle and refined character. Then, looking at the person inside, Meng Yuan's anger flared up instantly.
She grabbed the feather duster from the water dispenser and stormed into Yun Chiyi's bedroom: "You brat, I'm going to teach you a lesson today."
Yun Chiyi instinctively jumped out of bed and hid in the corner, calling out, "Mom! Mom! Mom!"
Her cries were an attempt to awaken maternal instincts.
Meng Yuan raised the feather duster high and then gently lowered it. Yun Chiyi noticed the softening in her eyes and immediately went over to hug her.
"Don't be angry, don't be angry. It breaks my heart to see you get sick from being angry."
Yun Chiyi clutched her chest and groaned softly.
Meng Yuan couldn't help but shout, throwing down the feather duster and opening her hand to Yun Chiyi: "Give it to me."
Yun Chiyi asked in confusion, "?"
Meng Yuan spoke firmly: "I paid the other half of the trial lesson fee! If you don't attend the class, you'll have to give me my money back."
Yun Chiyi was afraid that she would go to pick up the feather duster again, so she raised an eyebrow and went to rummage through the cabinet with a death-defying attitude. As a result, when she opened the pocket money jar, there was only 130 yuan and 5 mao inside.
Seeing Yun Chiyi lingering in front of the cabinet for a long time, Meng Yuan pushed her aside, took the hundred yuan herself, and quickly stuffed it into her pocket.
Meng Yuan knew that Yun Chiyi was usually a troublemaker, but she wouldn't take money for herself. This time, she would make her live a frugal life for a couple of days to teach her a lesson.
She walked out the door amidst Yun Chiyi's mournful gaze.
Yun Chiyi was also tired of making a fuss, so she turned around and went back to bed to rest. When she inadvertently saw the handsome figure on the opposite balcony, she stopped in her tracks and stared blankly for a moment.
How long did he stand there, and how much of her embarrassment did he witness?
Yun Chiyi walked quickly to the bedside and suddenly pulled the curtains shut, instantly turning the room into a warm orange hue.
The grass-green curtains opposite blocked his view, and Lin Hengzhi snapped back to reality, continuing to hang the clothes on the rack.
The freshly washed clothes exuded a faint lavender scent. He stood amidst a pile of light-colored clothes, his deep eyes gazing at the person opposite him.
The buildings were so close together that he could see them very clearly.
He could see clearly her unruliness and the noise in her house.
As the sun set, Lin Hengzhi's wandering thoughts suddenly returned to his body. He slowly returned to his room, went to the bookshelf before dinner, took out a blue-covered notebook, and precisely found the page he wanted.
This is a manuscript he wrote a year ago, with large blank spaces in between the dense text.
He was searching, exploring, trying to incorporate love into his creations based on destruction.
He always needed a compatible female lead as a new starting point, and the reason was simply that readers would like it.
He never hid his selfishness when it came to writing. For him, his love for the female protagonist was just the best excuse to make his thoughts flow smoothly and to fabricate collapse and death.
To better portray the character, Lin Hengzhi picked up a pen from the table, turned a page, and began to write in his notebook.
This is more like his observation diary.
He wrote: She was more like a whimsical butterfly, a beautiful body carrying a damp soul, bright and fragile.
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