Chapter 1 Gift
Songhai City.
At 7:30 in the morning, in the dark room, on the soft big bed, Zhang Yuanqing suddenly woke up, covering his head and bowing like a shrimp.
My headache felt like it was about to split, my head felt like there were steel needles embedded in it, my painful scalp was twitching, and I had auditory hallucinations and hallucinations. Chaotic pictures flashed through my mind, and my ears were full of noises. Loud, meaningless noise.
Zhang Yuanqing knew that the old illness had returned.
He climbed up from the bed tremblingly, opened the drawer of the bedside table, tremblingly touched the medicine bottle, unscrewed it eagerly, poured five or six small blue pills, and swallowed them whole.
Then he threw himself back on the bed, gasping for air and enduring the severe pain.
More than ten seconds later, the soul-rending headache weakened and then subsided.
"Huh" Zhang Yuanqing exhaled with relief, his head covered in cold sweat.
He got a strange disease when he was in high school. The symptoms were that his brain uncontrollably recalled all past memories, including forgotten junk information; he uncontrollably collected and analyzed external information; The control of the body reaches an incredible level.
Fortunately, this state cannot last long before the body becomes overwhelmed.
It was precisely because of this ability that he was admitted to Songhai University, a prestigious university ranked among the top in the country.
Zhang Yuanqing calls this state brain overload. He thinks he may be evolving into a superman, but he frequently interrupts because his body cannot support this evolution.
When he told the doctor this speculation, the doctor said he didn't understand, but was shocked and suggested that he go to the psychiatric department downstairs.
In short, the hospital could not find the cause. Later, his mother brought him special medicine from abroad, and his condition was under control. As long as he took medicine regularly, he would not have an attack.
"I must have not had a good rest last night. I am too tired. It's all Jiang Yubai's fault. He insisted on coming to my room to play games in the middle of the night."
Although he said this, his heart was quietly heavy, because Zhang Yuanqing I know that the effect of the medicine is beginning to weaken, and my symptoms are getting more and more serious.
"The dose of medicine will need to be increased in the future." Zhang Yuanqing put on his cotton slippers, came to the window, and opened the curtain with a 'swipe'.
The sunlight rushes in, filling the room.
In April in Songhai City, the spring scenery is bright and the oncoming morning breeze is cool and comfortable.
"Dong dong!"
At this time, there was a knock on the door, and grandma shouted outside the door:
"Motoko, get up."
"I can't afford it. !" Zhang Yuanqing refused ruthlessly, and he wanted to go back to sleep.
Spring is beautiful and it’s the weekend again. Wouldn’t it be a waste of life not to sleep in?
"Give you three minutes, if you don't get up I will wake you up."
Grandma was even more ruthless.
“I know, I know.” Zhang Yuanqing immediately surrendered.
He knew that his grumpy grandma could really do this.
When Zhang Yuanqing was still in elementary school, his father died in a car accident. His strong-willed mother did not remarry, so she brought her son back to Songhai to settle down, leaving him in the care of his grandparents.
She plunged into her career and became a strong woman praised by her relatives.
Later, my mother also bought a house, but Zhang Yuanqing didn't like the empty flat floor, so she still lived with her grandparents.
Anyway, my mother leaves early and comes home late every day. She goes on business trips every now and then. She focuses on her career. Even if she doesn’t work overtime on weekends, she still orders takeout when it’s time for dinner.
What he said most to his son was, "If you have enough money, you have to tell your mother if you don't have enough." A strong woman mother who can infinitely satisfy you financially sounds very good.
But Zhang Yuanqing always said to his mother with a smile: The pocket money given by grandma and aunt is enough.
Well, there is also my aunt.
The woman who insisted on coming to his room to play games last night was his aunt.
Zhang Yuanqing yawned, turned on the bedroom door handle, and came to the living room.
The house in my grandmother’s house has an area of 150 square meters including the shared area. When he sold his old house to buy this new house, Zhang Yuanqing remembered that it cost more than 40,000 yuan per square meter.
Six or seven years have passed, and now the house price in this community has risen to 110,000 per square meter, nearly three times.
Fortunately, his grandfather had the foresight to change it to the old house. Zhang Yuanqing could only sleep in the living room. After all, he had grown up and could no longer sleep with his aunt.
On the long dining table next to the living room, the culprit who caused his headache was sipping porridge with his pink slippers curled up on the bottom of the table.
Her facial features are exquisite and beautiful, her round oval face looks quite sweet, and she has a tear mole in the corner of her right eye.
Because she had just gotten up, her big fluffy and messy waves were spreading, making her a little more lazy and charming.
My aunt's name is Jiang Yuyi, who is four years older than him.
Seeing Zhang Yuanqing coming out, my aunt licked the porridge on her lips and said in surprise:
“Hey, getting up so early, this doesn’t look like you.”
“Your mother did a good job. ."
"Why are you swearing?"
"I'm just telling the truth."
Zhang Yuanqing looked at his aunt's pretty face, which was full of energy and bright.
It is said that the night will not be kind to those who stay up late, it will give you dark circles, but this law does not seem to apply to the woman in front of you.
Grandma in the kitchen heard the noise and stuck her head out to take a look. After a while, she came out with a bowl of porridge.
Grandma’s black hair was mixed with silver threads and her eyes were very sharp. At first glance, she looked like an old lady with a bad temper.
Although the loose skin and shallow wrinkles took away her elegance, she could still vaguely see that she had good looks when she was young.
Zhang Yuanqing took the porridge from his grandmother, took a sip and said:
"Where is grandpa?"
"I went out for a walk." Grandma said.
Grandpa is a retired criminal policeman. Even though he is older, his life is still very regular. He must go to bed at ten o'clock every night and wake up at six o'clock in the morning.
The beautiful aunt drank porridge and said with a smile:
"After breakfast, Auntie will take you to the mall to buy clothes."
Are you so kind? Zhang Yuanqing was about to agree when the grandmother next to him gave him a murderous look:
"Break the dog's legs if you dare."
"Mom, why are you like this?" The aunt looked like a bitch. Said: "I only I want to buy some spring clothes for Motoko, but you’re not happy about it? Even though my nephew has a foreign name, he’s still dear to me~”
Grandma tried her best to say, “You also want to be interrupted. Dog legs?”
The aunt curled her lips and lowered her head to drink the porridge.
As soon as Zhang Yuanqing heard about the game between mother and daughter, he knew that his grandmother must have arranged a blind date for his aunt again, and the eccentric aunt wanted to get him to stir up the troubled waters.
This is how it was done in the past. I took my nephew on a blind date. After sitting there for a few minutes, my socially awkward nephew would find a date. The two men had a great time chatting about everything from people's livelihood to the world. The pattern, nothing happened to her in the whole process.
She only needs to drink drinks and play with her mobile phone. The blind date will also feel that she has shown enough social experience and knowledge in front of the beauty, so she will be happy and feel good about herself.
Jiang Yuyi has been exquisite and cute since he was a child. He is the object of praise from his neighbors. He is good-looking, sweet and well-behaved, and is very popular with his elders.
Of course, my grandmother had to strictly guard against such a beautiful girl. When she was in junior high school, she warned her not to fall in love early or hang out with male classmates.
The younger daughter did not disappoint her. She never had a boyfriend until she graduated from college. But when she entered the society, especially after her 25th birthday at the beginning of the year, her grandmother became a little unable to sit still.
I said in my heart that I just didn’t let you fall in love prematurely, and I didn’t let you become a leftover girl. How many years can a woman stay young?
So I called together old sisters to collect information on young talents from all over the world, and arranged a blind date for my daughter.
“Grandma, it’s clear that she still doesn’t want to talk to someone, she’s so coquettish that it’s not sweet.” Zhang Yuanqing ate the buns and introduced himself:
"Why don't you arrange a blind date for me? I'm so sweet."
Grandma said angrily: "You are still young, why are you so anxious? There are only female classmates in college, you don't know how to find one?" Be careful and I will beat you up if you cause trouble.”
Grandma is a southern woman, but her temper is not gentle at all, she is extremely hot-tempered.
Even Zhang Yuanqing’s mother, a career woman, did not dare to contradict her grandmother.
When I grow up, okay, I have been a craftsman for several years. Zhang Yuanqing murmured in his heart.
After breakfast, my aunt went back to her room to change clothes, put on makeup, and go out on a blind date at the strong request of her grandma.
My aunt put on light makeup, which made her look even more beautiful.
The fluffy round-neck sweater is paired with a long jacket, and the light-colored narrow-mouth jeans wrap up the two long legs, which are well-proportioned and rounded. The narrow trousers are tucked into black Martin boots.
The forest-style simple style of dress is neither glamorous nor flashy, but also very refined.
My aunt gave him a "you know" look, carried her bag, and went out with her waist twisted:
"Mom, I'm going on a blind date."
Zhang Yuanqing returned to the room and quickly put on a black T-shirt, a jacket, and running shoes.
After a few minutes, I opened the bedroom door.
Grandma was cleaning in the living room. When she saw him coming out, she stopped what she was doing and looked at him silently.
Zhang Yuanqing imitated his aunt’s tone:
"Mom, I'm also going on a blind date."
"Come back." Grandma raised the broom and threatened: "If you dare to step out of this door, your dog's legs will be broken."
"Okay. "Yes!" Zhang Yuanqing returned to the bedroom calmly.
Sitting at the desk, he held up his mobile phone and sent a message to his aunt:
"Died before leaving the battlefield, which makes the hero burst into tears."
"Speak humanly!"
My aunt was probably driving, and her reply was concise and to the point.
"I was stopped at home by my grandma, you should go on a blind date by yourself."
My aunt sent a voice message.
Zhang Yuan counted and Jiang Yuyi’s angry voice sounded from the loudspeaker:
"What's the use of you!!"
My aunt withdrew one voice message, and then sent another one, this time with a different tone, coquettishly and cutely:
"Good nephew, come quickly. Well, my aunt loves you the most, Mua~"
Oh, woman!
You want me to touch my grandma’s vagina by being coquettish and cute? At least I have to give out a red envelope.
At this time, a slightly harsh ringtone came. Zhang Yuanqing came to the living room. Under the gaze of his grandmother, he pressed the call button on the building intercom and said:
"Who is it!"
"Express delivery."
A voice came from the speaker.
Zhang Yuanqing pressed the door button. After two or three minutes, the courier boy in uniform took the elevator upstairs with a package in his arms:
"Is it Zhang Yuanqing?"
"It's me."
I didn't shop online. He signed for it with a confused look on his face. He took a look at the package information. The package didn't include the sender, but the address was Next door is Hangcheng, Jiangnan Province.
He returned to the room, found a paper knife from the desk drawer, and opened the package.
Inside is an anti-fall air cushion wrapped with a black card and a yellow leather letter.
Zhang Yuanqing picked up a black card the size of an ID card. The material seemed to be metal, but the tentacles were extremely gentle. The card was very beautifully made, with light silver cloud patterns on the edges and a black full moon in the center.
The black full moon is printed very delicately, and the irregular patches on the surface are clearly visible.
What? Puzzled, he opened the envelope and unfolded the letter.
“Motoko, I got a very interesting thing. I thought it could change my life, but my ability is limited and I can’t control it. I think if it were you, it shouldn’t be a problem.
“Brother, this is my gift to you.
"Lei Yibing!" ps: 18-year-old new author, please support me, thank you! !
(End of this chapter)