Olivia, who was still alive yesterday and played with asteroids as stones, was completely weak.

His face was very bad, completely different from Mughan, who had been running around outside all the year, Olivia's skin was sickly white, and people couldn't help but suspect that his blood was blue at first sight.

With such Olivia as a reference, Mugan looks simply healthy excessive!

Meng Meng lowered her head again with great admiration and glanced at a few big heads.

is also a nanny (←.←) machine qì person, other machine qì people take care of the human beings who grew up so strong, why are they so sick and weak to take care of themselves?

There was an accident when she came out of the shell, and Olivia was a very skinny little chirp when she was a child, and she was bald! He had a cold and fever for three days, and in order to raise him, the elders gave him the name of Olivia. I don't know if it's a good name, but then he finally got better, but he is still much thinner than his peers of the same age.

is obviously a big stomach but can't eat fat, and Meng Meng is also sad enough.

As soon as he woke up, he saw Olivia staring at him with two big dark circles under his eyes, and when he saw him, Mugan was stunned at first, and then a bright smile appeared on his face.

"Good morning!"

"Good ......"

Good you're big!

Before he could finish the whole sentence, Olivia's stomach immediately began to twitch again, and he had no choice but to hold his stomach and run to the toilet again.

"Olivia, what's wrong?" Looking blankly at the direction Olivia ran away, Mugan asked puzzled.

"He had diarrhea all night." Meng Meng replied to him.

"Diarrhea? How so? Could it be that I ate a tomato that I just took out of the fridge? ”

"Probably not, Olivia likes to eat cold drinks. When did you put the potatoes and tomatoes that Olivia ate yesterday in the fridge? It was important to find out the cause of the diarrhea, and Moe Moe continued to ask Mugan.

"Thirteen years ago, I remember very well that the potato and tomato were gifts from Sigma." Mugan didn't want to eat such a precious vegetable that he had only seen in books, so he put it in the refrigerator, and the refrigerator that the uncles renovated was very useful, and things could be stored for a long time.

So, it's not that the time to take it out is too short, it's that the time to put it in is too long...... The reason?

Meng Meng is stuck again.

After eating the old tomatoes and potatoes that had been frozen in the refrigerator for thirteen years, it was better not to tell Olivia such cruel news.

On his birthday a year ago, Sigma took a potato from the refrigerator and boiled it for him to eat.

Under Mugan's concerned gaze, Olivia finally crawled out of the toilet again, this time he didn't even have the strength to scold, he lay straight on the ground, his eyes closed, and he fell asleep.

"Olivia must be very uncomfortable, you see, all the dark circles under his eyes are coming out." Before he could sleep, he faintly heard the man named Mugen talking beside him.

"Olivia is really uncomfortable, but the dark circles under his eyes are something he already has." Meng Meng, that stupid person, is obviously a machine qì person, why is there so much nonsense? You see, Mugen's machine qì talent is like a real machine qì person, right?

But...... Maybe he doesn't blame him......

From childhood to adulthood, there are so many people around him, but whenever he is sick, there is always only Meng Meng by his side. Maybe he was afraid that he would be bored, or maybe he wanted to create a lively feeling, Mengmeng read to him next to him every day.

Poetry collections, fairy tale books, jokes, all kinds of books that can be found and that humans will be interested in, Meng Meng will read to him. I don't know if it's because I've received too much spam.,Over time,Meng Meng has become what it is now.。

"I bought Olivia a children's eye cream that removes dark circles, and he just doesn't use it." Meng Meng is still talking. Then, with a chill around her eyes, Olivia thought to her chagrin: Meng Meng that guy is secretly applying some children's eye cream to himself again!

But he was tired after all, and after a while, a warmer touch than the cute and cold mechanical wings touched his eyes, and the feeling of being too comfortable made him feel relieved, and in the next second, Olivia could no longer hold on and fell into the dark sweet country.

***

Olivia woke up again, feeling warm, relaxed and comfortable.

The stomach that used to be extremely painful is now quiet, although it is a little deflated, but it is not hungry - it seems that Meng Meng has replenished herself with nutrients halfway.

Raising her head slightly, Olivia yawned and looked around: Meng Meng was sitting between his legs on the quilt, her butt facing him, and beside him were a few big heads and a half-cut machine, they were watching TV together;

Look to the right: On the right is Mughan, who hasn't happened since he met, and the scourge is sitting next to him, holding a piece of clothing in his hand, sewing and mending.

A very peaceful scene, Olivia was stunned:

A poem immediately came to his mind—

At one end of the thread is my armor;

On the other side of the line is your heart;

Thoughts are the thread, and love is the first;

I will return safely with your heart,

with a bouquet of flowers.

The Psalm describes a man who has been in a war and is lying in bed weakly and weakly, and he sees in the psychedelic light the candlelight and his lover tearfully sewing his armor for him.

Olivia decided to name the poem in the 1,200th issue of the magazine.

This is the second result of Zhi Brain Kan Mengmeng's reading at Olivia's bedside - Olivia has become a poetry lover, especially fond of improvising poetry.

→_→ is particularly disease-free□□ particularly sensitive, romantic, and not the kind that does not sell well.

Olivia, who has a very depraved appearance, is delicate and sensitive, and has an incomparably transparent artist's heart!

Not long after Olivia woke up, Mugun noticed him.

Pulling the clothes in his hand, he smiled brightly at Olivia.

"Awake?"

Olivia nodded.

"You were sweating a lot, so I took off your clothes and washed them. Seeing that it is a little broken, I will make it up for you. Mugan said as he handed over the clothes in his hand.

Mughan's smile was so warm that Olivia felt a little dizzy.

His dizziness was only the moment he shook off his pants.

"Madan-" The moment he saw his pants, no poetry, any emotion, no dizziness, Olivia cursed.

Mugan has sewn up all the big holes in his pants that represent art!

Sure enough, the ancestors said it well: firewood, rice, oil, salt, sauce, vinegar, tea...... All are the enemies of art!