Back at home, Yang Yi rushed straight to the water dispenser, flipped the switch and stretched his head under the water outlet to pour it violently, as if he had never been so thirsty in his life.

After drinking the water, I didn't feel better, but felt more dizzy, and there was a kind of annoyance and nowhere to vent the depression accumulated in my heart.

For a moment, Yang Yi felt like a powder magazine full of explosives, and a little spark would explode.

The strange feeling made people very frightened, Yang Yi shook around the room like a fly without a head, and from room to room, anxiety and nervousness kept climbing.

Later, I went to the kitchen, where Zhu Shanhua prepared the meal and covered it with gauze, and although it had cooled, the food still exuded a fragrant aroma.

Smelling the familiar aroma coming from his mother's craftsmanship, Yang Yi felt a little calmer. Ms. Zhu Shanhua is 33 years old this year, and she is still as frizzy as a little girl, and she speaks freely. There is probably no woman in the world who has more shortcomings than her, but there may be no woman in the world who tries harder to be a good mother than her.

Yes, she loves Yang Yi very much. The two mothers and sons have been dependent on each other for 20 years, and they are both kneaded deep into the bone marrow and cannot be separated.

Smelling the smell, one can imagine the thirty-three-year-old woman dancing in front of the stove. She is very improper, talking a lot and noisy, but that doesn't mean she doesn't have good cooking skills.

Some people say that the best woman is to go into the kitchen like an old mother, treat guests like a play, and go to bed bitch. Ms. Zhu Shanhua has a lot of cows, just for eating, her movements and expressions are like a play when she enters the kitchen, but her skills are full of mother's level. There is no other reason, just because she loves Yang Yi, and because she can't give Yang Yi a better life because of her own ability, she tries hard to think about Yang Yi's life better in terms of diet. Women in the world, a hundred mothers, will definitely think like this, let their sons eat well, dress well, and live well.

It was this mother's love that soothed some of Yang Yi's restlessness. Yang Yi walked over and wanted to eat something, but halfway through the aisle, he didn't know why he felt that the sunlight shining in from the window made people very uncomfortable. Without much thought, instinctively close all the windows and pull down all the curtains to block out all the light. The whole room quickly darkened, and Yang Yi stayed in the kitchen where only the faint sunlight penetrated, feeling a little quieter in his heart.

After doing this, I didn't want to eat anymore, and my whole body felt even weaker, so I went to my room and fell asleep.

This sleep is a long time.

The hour hand goes from five o'clock to backwards, six, seven, and eight o'clock...... Until one o'clock in the morning.

Zhu Shanhua opened the door, pushed the door in, and apologized in a loud voice: "Good son, Mom came back late, did you miss me?"

Putting down the umbrella in his hand, he raised his voice again: "I wanted to come back early." There's a bastard in the bar who always wants to take advantage of me. If the old lady hadn't seen him pay for wine in a hurry, she would have kicked her grandson's leg and kicked it over. ! Can I make people touch me for nothing? The price of my mother's meat is more expensive than Lantian jade! Don't touch me if it's not worth tens of millions! Hey, son, are you listening to me?"

When I walked to the kitchen, I couldn't help but be slightly stunned, and then smiled: "It's good today, and when I see the rain, I know how to close the window." Lowering his head and seeing the food again, there was no trace of moving, Zhu Shanhua was stunned again: "Are you really angry with me?"

Skillfully hot and good meal, Zhu Shanhua shouted: "Son, mom will eat with you." The first day of nineteen is also a birthday, isn't it? Son, son, Yang Yi?"

There was no response, Zhu Shanhua went straight to Yang Yi's room, only to see Yang Yi lying on his side on the bed, curled into a ball, his knees folded against his abdomen, and his hands around his shoulders.

This kind of action has not been done since leaving Sakie Yangyi. If this action appears, it represents Yang Yi's uneasiness and inappropriateness.

Zhu Shanhua was shocked, shook Yang Yi in a panic, and asked, "Son, what's wrong with you?"

Yang Yi frowned and said unconsciously, "Mom, I'm not feeling well." ”

"What's wrong?"

"Something is wrong with the whole body, cold. ”

Zhu Shanhua reached out and touched Yang Yi's forehead, only to touch a piece of piping hot, and suddenly panicked, and said, "It's still cold when it's scalded like this, let's go, go to the hospital!"

"I'm not going. "Yang Yi has a weak way.

Zhu Shanhua began to collect things with all hands and feet, and said in a panic: "I still don't say that I can't go, it's all burned like this." ”

Yang Yi opened one eye and glanced at Zhu Shanhua, and said, "Do you have the money to pay for the medical expenses?" We haven't bought medical insurance, so don't spend this spare money for minor illnesses and pains." It rained a little in the afternoon, maybe a little cold, and it would be fine to sleep. I do it every time. ”

"But ......"

Yang Yi said in a low voice: "Don't be. Mom, help me cook some ginger soup, and I can sweat after drinking it. ”

Zhu Shanhua couldn't resist Yang Yi, this kid was so sensible that it made people feel distressed, so he had to say: "I'll go get your temperature and measure it, and then go cook ginger soup." You close your eyes and sleep, okay mom called you. Let's talk about it first, if the body temperature can't be lowered, the hospital will have to go anyway! Money is not as important as your health, and we will work hard to earn it if we don't use it. ”

"Hmm. ”

Then there was a long time of tossing, and it wasn't until about half past two that Yang Yi, who had drunk ginger soup, had a slight drop in body temperature.

Zhu Shanhua relaxed, and because she was tired for a day, she stayed by Yang Yi's side and fell asleep unconsciously leaning on the back of the chair.

At the moment when her head fell to her chest, Yang Yi's ten fingers were furious, her nails were suddenly deformed, and a three-inch-long blade was mutated from the armor cover, and it popped out with a snort, piercing ten small holes in the mattress!

Ten pieces of armor blades, no matter which one looks extremely sharp, flashing with a jet-black luster, like ten quenched short swords, demonic born in Yang Yi's fingertips.

Then they slowly retracted, the jet-black luster faded, the color faded to a slightly pink nail-like hue, and the shape returned to the normal human armor.

Yang Yi was still asleep, unaware of all the incidents. He kept dreaming, and the content of the dream was unbelievably strange. If Yang Yi had to describe it after waking up, he would laugh and declare that he had watched a battle of immortals in his dream, and there were winged people fighting everywhere, white-winged, black-winged, cow-coaxing was too bad, and there were humans mixed in. The funniest thing is that these winged ones look extremely powerful, and the most invincible ones are actually the humans with the worst abilities. All the dreams were messy and messy, so Yang Yi didn't remember much when he woke up.

At some point in the middle of the night, Yang Yi suddenly woke up with his eyes.

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