MTL - Spirit Walker-Chapter 1 Gift

Songhai City.

At 7:30 in the morning, in the dim room, on the big soft bed, Zhang Yuanqing woke up suddenly, covered his head, and bowed like a shrimp.

The headache seems to be splitting, the head is like a steel needle embedded, and the painful scalp is twitching, so that auditory hallucinations and hallucinations occur, and chaotic images flash through my mind, and my ears are full of noise and meaningless. noise.

Zhang Yuanqing knew that the old disease had relapsed.

Tremblingly, he got up from the bed, opened the drawer of the bedside table, touched the medicine bottle tremblingly, and couldn't wait to unscrew it, poured five or six small blue pills, and swallowed them whole.

Then, he threw himself back on the bed, gasping for breath, enduring the excruciating pain.

After more than ten seconds, the headache of tearing the soul weakened and then calmed down.

"Huh..." Zhang Yuanqing let out a sigh of relief, sweating all over his head.

When he was in high school, he suffered from a strange disease. The symptoms are that the brain recalls all the past memories uncontrollably, including the forgotten junk information; uncontrollably collects and analyzes external information; the brain controls the body to an incredible degree. Degree.

Fortunately, this state cannot last long, and it will be interrupted because the body is overwhelmed.

It is precisely because of this ability that he was admitted to Songhai University, a top-ranked university in the country.

Zhang Yuanqing calls this state of brain overload. He thinks that he may evolve into a superman, but because his body cannot support this evolution, he frequently interrupts.

When he told the doctor about this guess, the doctor said he didn't understand, but was shocked and suggested that he go to the psychiatry department downstairs.

In short, the hospital could not find out the cause. Later, his mother brought him a special medicine from abroad, and his condition was controlled. As long as he took the medicine regularly, he would not attack.

"It must have been because I didn't rest well last night. I was too tired. It's all Jiang Yu'er's fault. He insisted on coming to my room to play games in the middle of the night..."

Although he said that, his heart was quietly heavy, because Zhang Yuanqing knew that the effect of the medicine began to weaken, and his disease became more and more serious.

"I will increase the dose in the future..." Zhang Yuanqing put on cotton slippers, went to the window, and opened the curtain with a brush.

The sunlight rushed in and filled the room.

In April in Songhai City, the spring is bright, and the oncoming morning breeze is cool and comfortable.

"Dong dong!"

At this moment, there was a knock on the door, and the grandmother shouted from outside the door:

"Motoko, get up."

"I can't afford it!" Zhang Yuanqing ruthlessly refused, he wanted to go back to sleep.

Spring is bright, and it's the weekend again. Wouldn't it be a waste of life if you don't sleep in?

"Give you three minutes, I'll wake you up if you don't get up."

Grandma is even more ruthless.

"I know, I know..." Zhang Yuanqing immediately softened.

He knew that grumpy grandma could really do this.

When Zhang Yuanqing was still in elementary school, his father died in a car accident. The strong-willed mother did not remarry, so she brought her son back to Songhai to settle down and left it to his grandparents to take care of him.

She plunged into her career and became a strong woman praised by her relatives.

Later, the mother bought a house herself, but Zhang Yuanqing didn't like the empty flat, and still lived with his grandparents.

Anyway, my mother goes out early every day and comes back late every day. Every time she goes on business trips, she concentrates on her career. Even if she doesn't work overtime on weekends, she will order takeout when it's time to eat.

What he said the most to his son was, "Is there enough money to tell my mother?" A strong woman mother who can satisfy you financially sounds very good.

But Zhang Yuanqing always smiled and said to his mother: The pocket money given by my grandmother and aunt is enough.

Well, and my aunt.

The woman who insisted on playing games in his room last night was his aunt.

Zhang Yuanqing yawned, unscrewed the door handle of the bedroom, and came to the living room.

Grandma's house has an area of ​​150 square meters including the public pool. When Zhang Yuanqing sold the old house to buy this new house, Zhang Yuanqing remembered that it was more than 40,000 square meters per square meter.

In the past six or seven years, the housing price in this area has now risen to 110,000 per square meter, nearly doubled.

It was also fortunate that my grandfather had foresight back then. When he replaced it with the old house, Zhang Yuanqing could only sleep in the living room. After all, now that he has grown up, he can no longer sleep with his aunt.

On the long dining table next to the living room, the culprit who caused his headache was drinking porridge, with pink slippers curling up and down at the bottom of the table.

Her facial features are exquisite and beautiful, her round oval face looks quite sweet, and there is a tear mole at the corner of her right eye.

Because she had just woken up, the big fluffy and messy waves were scattered, making her a little more lazy and charming.

The aunt's name is Jiang Yuyi, who is four years older than him.

Seeing Zhang Yuanqing come out, the aunt licked the porridge beside her mouth and said in surprise:

"Yo, getting up so early is not your style."

"Your mother did a good job."

"Why do you scold people?"

"I'm just telling the truth."

Zhang Yuanqing looked at his aunt's beautiful face, full of energy, bright and moving.

It is said that the dark night will not treat people who stay up late, it will give you dark circles, but this law does not seem to work for the woman in front of you.

When the grandmother in the kitchen heard the movement, she stuck out her head and looked at it. After a while, she came out with a bowl of porridge.

Grandma's black hair is mixed with silver threads, and her eyes are very sharp. At first glance, she looks like an old lady with a bad temper.

Although loose skin and shallow wrinkles have taken away her elegance, it can be vaguely seen that she has a good appearance when she is young.

Zhang Yuanqing took the porridge handed over by his grandmother, Gululu took a mouthful and said:

"Where's Grandpa?"

"Going out for a walk." Grandma said.

Grandpa is a retired criminal policeman. Even though he is old, his life is still very regular. He must go to bed at ten o'clock every night and wake up at six in the morning.

The pretty aunt was drinking porridge and said with a smile:

"After breakfast, my aunt will take you to the mall to buy clothes."

Are you so kind? Just as Zhang Yuanqing was about to agree, the grandmother beside him gave him a murderous look:

"If you dare to go, break the dog's leg."

"Mom, why are you doing this?" The aunt said with a biting face: "I just want to buy some spring clothes for Motoko, you are not happy? Although my nephew has a foreign word, it is also a kiss~"

Grandma tried her best to break through all methods, "Do you want to have the dog's leg broken too?"

Auntie pouted and lowered her head to drink porridge.

As soon as Zhang Yuanqing heard the game between the mother and daughter, he knew that the grandmother was sure to arrange a blind date for the aunt again, and the quirky aunt wanted to drag him to stir up trouble.

I used to do this in the past, take my nephew to a blind date, sit for a few minutes, and the nephew with social arrogance will get the blind date. thing.

She only needs to drink a drink and play with her mobile phone. The blind date will feel that she has shown enough social experience and knowledge in front of the beautiful woman, so she will feel happy and feel good about herself.

Jiang Yuyi has been delicate and cute since she was a child, and is the object of praise from the neighbors. She is handsome, sweet and well-behaved, and is very popular with elders.

For such a beautiful girl, of course, my grandmother had to be on guard. When she was in junior high school, she told her that she was not allowed to fall in love early, and she was not allowed to go out with male classmates.

The youngest daughter did not disappoint her. She didn't have 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 couldn't sit still.

My heart said that I just didn't let you fall in love early, and didn't let you be a leftover girl. How many years of youth can a woman have?

So they called the old sisters together to collect information on young talents from all over the world, and set up a blind date for their daughter.

"Grandma, she made it clear that she doesn't want to talk to someone else, and a twisted melon is not sweet." Zhang Yuanqing nibbled at the buns, and suggested himself:

"Would you like to arrange a blind date for me? My melon is so sweet."

Grandma said angrily, "You're still young, so what are you worried about. There are all female classmates in the university, so you can't find them yourself? If you make trouble again, be careful and I'll beat you up."

Grandma is a southern woman, but her temper is not gentle at all, she is very hot.

Even Zhang Yuanqing, the mother of a strong career woman, did not dare to contradict her grandmother.

Okay, I've grown up, I've been a craftsman for several years... Zhang Yuanqing muttered in his heart.

After breakfast, my aunt went back to her room to change her clothes and put on makeup, and went out on a blind date at the strong request of her grandmother.

Auntie put on light makeup, which made her look more beautiful and attractive.

The fluffy crew-neck knitted sweater is paired with a long coat, and the light-colored narrow-mouth jeans wrap the two long legs, which are well-proportioned and rounded. Narrow cuffs are tucked into black martin boots.

Mori is dressed in a simple style, not glamorous or flashy, but also very delicate.

Auntie threw a "you know" look at him, carrying her bag, twisting her waist and going out:

"Mom, I'm going out on a blind date."

Zhang Yuanqing returned to the room, changed into a black T-shirt, jacket, and running shoes in a hurry.

After a few minutes, he opened the bedroom door.

Grandma was cleaning in the living room. When she saw him come out, she stopped what she was doing and looked at him silently.

Zhang Yuanqing imitated his aunt's tone:

"Mom, I'm going out on a blind date too."

"Go back." Grandma raised her broom and threatened, "If you dare to step out of this door, the dog's legs will be interrupted."

"Okay!" Zhang Yuanqing returned to the bedroom in a good manner.

Sitting at the desk, he held his mobile phone and sent a message to his aunt:

"He died before he left the apprenticeship, and the hero was full of tears."

"speak English!"

Auntie should be driving, and the content of her reply was concise and to the point.

"I was stopped at home by my grandmother. You should go on a blind date yourself."

Auntie sent a voice.

Zhang Yuanqing opened, and Jiang Yuyi's angry voice sounded from the speaker:

"What's the use of you!"

Auntie withdrew one voice, and then sent another, this time with a different tone, and she was coquettish and cute:

"Good nephew, UU reading www.uukanshu.com come soon, my aunt loves you the most, Mua~"

Oh, woman!

Acting like a coquettish girl and trying to make me touch my grandmother's scales? At least have to give out a red envelope ah.

At this moment, a slightly harsh ringtone came. Zhang Yuanqing came to the living room, and under the watchful eyes of his grandmother, he pressed the call button of the building intercom and said:

"Which one!"

"express delivery."

A voice came from the speakers.

Zhang Yuanqing pressed the door button, and after two or three minutes, the courier boy in uniform took the elevator upstairs, holding a package in his arms:

"Is that Zhang Yuanqing?"

"it's me."

I didn't shop online... He signed for the receipt with a puzzled face, and glanced at the package information. The package did not write the sender, but the address was Hangcheng, Jiangnan Province, next door.

He returned to the room, found the paper cutter from the desk drawer, and opened the package.

Inside is an anti-fall air cushion wrapped with a black card and a yellow 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 warm. The card was exquisitely made, with a light silver moiré on the edge and a black full moon in the center.

The black full moon is very delicately printed, and the irregular patches on the surface are clearly visible.

what? With doubt, he opened the envelope and opened 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's you, it shouldn't be a problem.

"Brother, this is a gift from me.

"Lei Yibing!"

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