"White tea, you...... Can you do me a favor? ”

Bai Cha was revising his thesis in the dormitory, and when he heard this, he looked at his roommate Yu Zhenzhen.

Yu Zhenzhen spoke a little slurred.

"Help what?" Bai Cha asked softly.

"I'm a little unwell these days, can you help me get a courier?"

After Yu Zhenzhen finished speaking, she said in a panic: "Forget it, I'll take it myself......"

"It's okay, I just went to the supermarket to buy something, you just send me the pickup code." Bai Cha smiled.

Yu Zhenzhen's state in the past few days really doesn't look right, her face is pale and scary, and she hasn't slept all night.

Baicha's physical reasons, the quality of sleep has been very bad, and I saw her sitting there staring at the wall in the middle of the night last night, and I don't know what's wrong.

"But if you're not feeling well, it's better to go to the hospital early, nothing is more important than health."

Bai Cha stroked her hair, said softly, and left the dormitory with her mobile phone.

Yu Zhenzhen looked at her back as she left, snorted her lips twice, and her eyes were red.

She looked down at her phone, and for a long time, she handed the pickup code to Bai Cha with trembling hands, then closed her eyes, buried herself in the quilt and cried.

I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry!

Yu Zhenzhen apologized frantically in her heart.

She doesn't know what Bai Cha will think when she knows the truth, but Bai Cha is so gentle, she shouldn't blame her, right?

She really ...... There's no way around it.

Baicha held an umbrella and walked unhurriedly towards the supermarket.

Today is cloudy, it is raining lightly, very, very light, passers-by rarely have umbrellas, after all, it is the height of summer.

It's a pity she can't.

Even with such a light rain, she would probably fall ill when she returned to her dorm.

She is congenitally deficient, and she has no conditions to be taken care of the day after tomorrow, and her foundation has long been empty compared with the old man who is dying, and she is only 20 years old and not 80.

Yu Zhenzhen was a little strange, but she didn't care.

It's just a favor, more is better than less, why bother to get to the bottom of it.

She thought indifferently in her heart, what kind of love is.

At least it can show that you can walk.

There are quite a lot of people in the supermarket, and there are many students who come and go to get express delivery.

When it was Bai Cha's turn, she reported the pickup code.

A somewhat heavy courier box arrived in her hand.

She took a picture of Yu Zhenzhen.

"I'm going back now, do you have anything to bring?"

asked politely, and Bai Cha felt that if people were interested, they should refuse.

Yu Zhenzhen is sensible, but she said, "Can you help me open the courier and see what's inside?" ”

Tut.

White Tea didn't want to, but agreed.

She has lived like this for more than 20 years, and since she was a child, she knew that she was weak and she was the only one left in the family, and many people around her would give birth to kind help because of sympathy.

But that doesn't mean that the help comes at a cost.

The premise is that she is to show it, gentle, harmless, and worthy.

There must be no hysterical, sensitive, self-respecting because of physical pain and suffering.

She can't be justified just because others helped her, but she has to give back.

Even if no one ever asked her if she wanted sympathetic help, she couldn't refuse.

Otherwise, these seemingly beautiful kindnesses may become: "Sure enough, after I have no parents, I have a little problem in my heart, I am too withdrawn, and others are also kind, why don't you appreciate it?" "Everyone is also kind, can you not be so sensitive. "Alas, don't worry about her, she's not in good health, so her temper is bad. ”

That is, she doesn't know what to do.

But the kindness of these people is indeed the true kindness.

Bai Cha borrowed a knife and slashed the express.

Inside is a statue.

White Tea was slightly surprised.

Because of this statue, it looks very evil.

It is like a Buddha statue, sitting on a lotus platform, holding the Buddha seal in his hand, but his expression does not have the compassion that a Buddha statue should have.

On the contrary, revealing unspeakable malice, he looked at her coldly.

Bai Cha subconsciously shivered, feeling that the temperature around him had dropped a lot all of a sudden, and the sound seemed to have disappeared.

Only this Buddha statue was left in front of him.

The Buddha's eyes seemed to move, and she felt a suffocating sense of oppression, as if she was locked by something.

The coldness that hit her face like a tide almost made her face pale in an instant, her heart was beating wildly, and her breathing began to become short.

She instinctively tried to cover her chest and suppress the heart that was almost jumping out of her chest, but she couldn't move.

There were also some weird murmurs in my ears, like Buddha horns, but if you listen carefully, they are not.

The voice was clearly whispering to her.

"White Tea White Tea, White Tea White Tea ......"

The voice became louder and louder, and Bai Cha's heart was beating at a terrifying speed, and the pain like a tearing heart made her completely unconscious.

……

Bai Cha didn't know when she had regained consciousness, she only felt as if she had fallen into an icy lake, wet and cold.

This coldness made her consciousness gradually sober.

"Huh, finally woke up? It's up to you, hurry up and keep up! A slightly irritated female voice rang in her ears.

Bai Cha moved, only to see the back of a woman leaving.

She glanced at the room, it wasn't her dorm, it wasn't a hospital.

It's kind of like a little guesthouse.

Bai Cha sat up, his body was stiffer and more tired than usual, and his head hurt very much, he touched his forehead, and sure enough, he had a fever, but it should not be high, about 37 degrees 5.

She basically has a fever 2~3 times a month, and she can accurately measure her body temperature without a thermometer.

She didn't care either, where she was now might be more important than her constantly sick body.

And at this time, a line of words suddenly floated by.

[Yo, this newcomer is very good-looking, but he doesn't look like he will live long]

Bai Cha looked at it quietly.

is a ...... A high-tech panel?

She felt something and touched it.

[Name: White Tea.]

Age: 20.

Gender: Female.

Exclusive skills are being created for you, so please be patient. 】

Game?

Before she could figure it out, the door was pushed open.

The woman who had just walked out stood there with an unkind face.

"I said what you were doing to come out and follow you? Newcomers? ”

Bai Cha raised his eyes, because of the fever, the sickness on his face was very obvious.

After that quick glance at the interface just now, she already had countless guesses in her mind.

So she showed a gentle and timid smile and said, "Where is this place?" ”

The woman suddenly darkened her face and looked at her.

"Grass, there's really a newcomer in the A-level book."

She was very impatient and turned to leave, but hesitated for a moment and turned back, her tone cold and hard.

"If you don't want to die, just follow up, don't talk, there's a bald head outside, don't let him know that you're a newcomer."