I just want to be a salted fish quietly Chapter 217

Early morning.

The morning sun of early dawn filtered through the curtains, spilling into the bedroom.

Zhang Mengyao stared with wide eyes, unblinkingly at Lin Xian, who was sound asleep beside her, her expression slightly strange.

Last night, she had a very strange, very real dream…

The dream was so real that even after waking up for half an hour, she could still clearly remember all the details in the dream.

Thinking of the dream, when she was at her most desperate, Lin Xian suddenly appeared and rescued her, a smile involuntarily curved at the corner of Zhang Mengyao’s mouth.

What surprised her most was that originally, recalling her little friend’s hands covered in feces, she couldn’t help but feel fear, and her whole body would get goosebumps.

But now, she wasn’t so scared anymore.

Because now, recalling that terrifying scene, her mind couldn’t help but conjure up the image of Lin Xian, holding a water pipe and hosing down Zhang Xiaodong.

Unexplainably comical!

This scene was clearly just a dream, but at this moment, it seemed to be etched deep in her memory, incredibly magical.

Just then, Lin Xian slowly opened his sleepy eyes, waking up from his slumber.

Seeing Zhang Mengyao staring at him, he couldn’t help but raise an eyebrow and ask, “What’s wrong?”

“Nothing!”

Zhang Mengyao smiled sweetly, not saying much.

She felt that savoring such things deep in her heart was more interesting than speaking them out loud.

Seeing her expression, Lin Xian instantly understood.

Dream therapy had begun to take effect…

Actually, to be serious, Zhang Mengyao’s situation was easier to treat than Ling Youyu’s.

Zhang Mengyao’s nerve endings were oversensitive, stemming from a deep-seated psychological shadow.

And coincidentally, dream therapy was very effective for psychological shadows.

After at most two or three treatments, she would be completely cured.

On the other hand, Ling Youyu’s situation was more troublesome. She had a congenital stutter, which led to personality defects formed over many years.

This kind of situation could not be quickly cured, but could only be subtly changed little by little, taking a long time. In addition to psychological suggestion and dream therapy, she also needed encouragement and guidance in her daily life.

However, Lin Xian didn’t find it troublesome, but rather very interesting.

It was like playing a nurturing game, slowly cultivating a self-abased, sensitive little girl into a confident, sunny little wife.

Early to bed, early to rise.

They went to bed early last night, so they woke up before seven o’clock.

After changing their clothes, the two held hands and went to the hotel gym to exercise.

Yesterday’s spa massage, coupled with the deep sleep from dream therapy, made Zhang Mengyao feel refreshed and energetic.

After half an hour of morning jogging, she still felt a little unfulfilled.

“How do you feel?”

Lin Xian asked as he walked her back to the room.

Zhang Mengyao smiled happily, “It’s great, I didn’t expect the spa to actually work!”

“How about I get you a membership card? You can come whenever you want, how about it?” Lin Xian suggested.

“No!”

Zhang Mengyao refused decisively, pouting, “If I want to come, I’ll drag you along. Otherwise, getting a card would make me feel like you’re keeping me.”

Pfft!

Sure enough, this girl usually didn’t say it, but in her heart, she still had a grudge against mistresses.

But this was the normal reaction of a woman.

After all, not all women were so open-minded. Zhuang Tong was unique, one of a kind!

After a comfortable shower, they went downstairs for breakfast.

When money was no longer a worry, the pace of life became more leisurely.

Qin Shi’s analysis was correct, Lin Xian’s desire to strive was very low, almost zero, in fact.

Life was like a game, it just depended on how you wanted to play!

Even without the system cheat, he would still choose to be a casual player. Striving and working hard were too far away from him.

After driving the Ferrari to drop Zhang Mengyao back at Jin University, Lin Xian drove straight to Jincai.

He parked the car, hugged his books, and walked to the front of the teaching building. From a distance, he saw a petite figure holding a bottle of hot milk, waiting there.

Seeing this scene, Lin Xian felt a warmth in his heart and smiled.

“Have you had breakfast?”

Walking quickly forward, Lin Xian asked with a smile.

“E-e-e-e… eaten!”

Ling Youyu’s pretty face flushed slightly, and her eyes darted around, not daring to look at him at all. She looked like a child who had done something wrong, appearing guilty and adorable.

Seeing this, Lin Xian knew that the dream from last night must have taken effect.

Honestly, the dream he constructed yesterday was essentially a youthful campus romance drama. Although it wasn’t melodramatic, it was very sweet, and it was no wonder the little girl, as the protagonist, was so shy.

“Here!”

Ling Youyu, with a red face, handed over the hot milk in her hand.

Taking the milk, Lin Xian teased, “How did you sleep last night?”

In an instant, the little girl’s face turned as red as a ripe cherry, even her earlobes were tinged with a blush.

No, he couldn’t tease her anymore.

It would be troublesome if she fainted…

Lin Xian shook his head and chuckled, feeling a little helpless.

He held her slightly cool little hand and said with a smile, “Let’s go, time for class!”

The big class in the morning was university Chinese. Amidst Teacher Gu Hai’s gentle lecturing, Lin Xian completely finished reading that basic sketching textbook.

Currently, for him, sketching had barely entered the beginner level, and he only needed a skill upgrade card.

The annoying thing was that the system mall was stuck.

The [Surprise Lucky Bag] item that refreshed some time ago was too expensive, requiring more than ten million yuan. Even now, he hadn’t managed to gather enough money to buy it.

Without purchasing items, the mall couldn’t refresh, seemingly stuck in a dead loop.

Just then, his phone in his pocket suddenly rang.

Old Man Zuo?

Looking at the caller ID, Lin Xian answered the phone and asked, “Old Zuo, is something wrong?”

On the other end of the phone, Old Man Zuo’s voice came through, “The suit is ready. Come and pick it up whenever you’re free!”

Ready?

If it weren’t for this call, he would have almost forgotten about the custom-made suit.

No wonder, it had been too long, almost a month ago.

This afternoon seemed to be Professor Dai’s advanced math class. Good, he could skip class legitimately.

Thinking of this, he replied, “I’ll leave now. I should arrive in Modu around one or two in the afternoon.”

“Alright, I’ll wait for you at the shop!”

With that, Old Man Zuo hung up the phone.

Phone in hand, Lin Xian reached out and pinched Ling Youyu’s cheek, smiling, “I have something to do in Modu. You can go eat by yourself at noon!”

“Mm-hmm!”

The little girl was not disappointed at all, but rather a little secretly pleased, secretly sighing with relief in her heart.

Last night’s dream was too real, and too…