I just want to live in Teyvat

Lin Luo put on a helpless look, held his forehead, and said angrily:

"Then Dean, did they tell you when they would arrive?"

"I was about to tell you the news. I just got a call when I got off the car. They said they would be arriving soon. I was also about to get lunch for them. I heard that they came back in a hurry. I didn’t even have lunch.”

When Lin Luo heard this, he looked out the window and saw the sun's figure in the northwest. It was a summer afternoon and he said angrily:

"It's almost evening, and we haven't eaten lunch yet. Oh, Dean, do you need my help?"

Wang Ming shook his hand, saying no, and said:

"That's not necessary. You are just recovering from your illness and don't need to do this. Besides, haven't I been doing this for a long time?"

After saying that, Wang Ming smiled, as if he was lamenting the time he spent in the orphanage for most of his life.

Looking at his smile, Lin Luo seemed to have returned to his childhood, watching Wang Ming shuttle back and forth in the orphanage, hurriedly taking care of each child, and going in to help wherever there was need.

Wang Ming turned around and got into the kitchen to get busy, leaving Lin Luo alone to play with the children. Under Lin Luo's leadership, the children in the entire orphanage were basically mature and steady.

So they knew that Lin Luo needed to rest, so they didn't bother him and just chatted with him. Lin Luo also took the trouble to explain their problems to them one by one.

After all, children are curious about the whole world, and the questions they imagine are always strange. Otherwise, the book "One Hundred Thousand Whys" would not have appeared.

At this time, Lin Luo realized that a child ran up to him, showed her drawing, and said coquettishly:

"Brother Lin Luo, come and take a look at the painting I painted. Is it beautiful?"

Upon hearing this, Lin Luo touched the child's head and began to look at the painting she drew carefully.

Although this painting seems a little childish in the eyes of Lin Luo, a college student, it is the result of a child's greatest efforts and the realization of their wild ideas.

Looking at the three figures on the screen, Lin Luo pointed and asked about the child:

"Little guy, who are the three figures on the picture you drew?"

When the child heard that Lin Luo wanted to understand her paintings in depth, he began to pretend to be an adult and said:

"The man in the middle is Brother Lin Luo, the person I admire the most. Brother Lin Luo, do you think I painted a portrait?"

The slightly rough painting skills made Lin Luo's image lifelike, and it was not often that he was impressed by the child's superb painting skills.

"What about the two people next to you? Who are they?"

"The person on the left of brother Lin Luo is sister Zhong Li. Sister Zhong Li is very beautiful. She has always been gentle to us and has always admired her brother, so I drew her to his left."

"Sister Zhong Li?"

Zhong Li in the painting has black and brown hair, which reaches her waist and is very pretty.

Although Lin Luo could recall her face, that slightly pretty face, but for some reason, a man's face flashed across Lin Luo's mind, as if he appeared without warning.

Lin Luo couldn't help but think:

who is he? Why does it appear in my memory? Why does his voice appear in my memory?

Before Lin Luo could finish thinking, the child's immature voice continued to sound.

"Standing on the right side of brother Lin Luo is sister Zhenying. She also admires him very much and often makes snacks for us, so I drew her on the right side of brother Lin Luo."

"Sister Zhenying?"

That purple hair directly brought back Lin Luo's memory of the figure standing under the tree before getting into the taxi.

Just like Zhong Li just now, three different faces of Zhen Ying flashed through Lin Luo's mind. Two of them were very similar and disappeared in his mind for a fleeting moment. The other one was always with Lin Luo. grown up.

At this time, a sharp pain flashed through Lin Luo's mind, and the memory of the three unfamiliar faces that had just appeared seemed to have been artificially erased.

Lin Luo squatted down with his head in his hands, his face ferocious, and he endured the severe pain. Seeing Lin Luo in such pain, the other children all stepped forward to comfort him.

"Brother Lin Luo, are you okay?"

"Are you okay?"

"Does it hurt somewhere, brother Lin Luo?"

……

The severe pain didn't last long before it disappeared. Lin Luo also recovered from the pain and breathed heavily. The severe pain seemed to bring him back to the dark space when he was unconscious, the endless darkness.

Lin Luo held the armchair with his hands, pushed himself up, and said to the children with a white face:

"I'm fine. It's just that I haven't completely recovered from the illness. There are still some sequelae. That's why my brother went back to the orphanage to rest. Don't worry too much."

After hearing his assurance, the children let out a breath, and their hanging hearts finally fell.

Rather than saying that it was okay, it would be better to say that Lin Luo felt very strange now, thinking to himself:

what happened? Where did this severe pain come from? What was I thinking just now? Why does my head hurt so much?

But it's a good thing he pretended to be like it, otherwise it would be really hard to explain to the dean if these little guys saw something and took a closer look.

But why don’t I have any impression of what I just thought about? Just like something written on a piece of paper is erased by an eraser, what happened?

While Lin Luo was still dazed, the doorbell rang outside the door, followed by several different voices.

"(Male voice 1) Is the little white sheep at home? The big bad wolf is coming, oooh~"

"(Girl 1) Tianlie, how can you say that? You are still so sick at the door of your house, you really don't mind it!"

"(Boy 2) Oh, don't you understand this? We are all members of the family, so we dare to do this, otherwise he could act like a monster. To be honest, we boys are the only ones who can do this."

"(Girl 2) Sometimes, I really can't tell that you are adults. Just looking at your behavior, I would think you are elementary school students."

"(Girl 3) Okay, don't make a fuss. We are already at the door. We are here to see big brother, not to make fun of you."

When the children in the house heard the sound outside the door, they cheered as if on steroids and rushed towards the door with chirping.

"It's brother Tianlie!"

"Sister Zhenying is back!"

"And brother Mingxian!"

"There is sister Feiya outside the door!"

"It's Sister Zhong Li and the others!"

……

Listening to these familiar voices, Lin Luo couldn't help but feel a little dazed. The feeling these voices brought to him, for some reason, Lin Luo felt that he had not heard them for a long time. It was only half a year since he last saw them, but it seemed as if he had not seen them for half a century. .

Unknowingly, two lines of tears left Lin Luo's face. Then he remembered that he had the attitude of an elder brother, how could he look so embarrassed in front of his younger brothers and sisters, so he quickly wiped away the tears and put down the painting.

Then he followed the children to greet them outside the door, but what Lin Luo didn't notice was that the painting he placed on the table disappeared little by little in the form of molecules and dissipated on the table after he left the chair. , there is no trace left.

Lin Luo arrived at the door surrounded by children. He opened the door and saw two men in front and three women in the back, a total of five people standing at the door.

Looking at the figures of the five people, Lin Luo was in a trance. The five of them had been together with Lin Luo since they were children. With him as the leader, they spent countless days and nights together, and finally separated after they went to different universities.

The five of them did not expect that it was Lin Luo who opened the door, and they were stunned. The girl even covered her mouth with her hands, showing an incredible expression.

Seeing that they did not open their mouths to speak, Lin Luo opened his mouth first, waved his hand and said:

"Hey, you guys, long time no see!"

One of the girls, Feiya, said in surprise:

"Brother Lin Luo, aren't you still seriously ill in bed?"

Hearing Feiya's question, Lin Luo was dumbfounded and asked:

"When did I become seriously ill in bed? I have recovered and been discharged from the hospital. Now I am going back to the orphanage to rest."

When Zhong Li heard this, she slapped Tian Lie on the back with her backhand and asked:

"Asshole Tianlie, didn't you say that brother Lin Luo hasn't recovered from his illness yet and just went back to the hospital to rest in order to save money? What is that situation?"

Tian Lie touched his head in embarrassment and said with a guilty conscience:

"Um, maybe I heard wrong on the phone. As you know, I am a very fast person, so I may have heard wrong subconsciously."

Mingxian directly hooked Tian Lie's neck, drilled his forehead with his fist, and said:

"Well, you kid, you've fooled us all now. You're really awesome. You even misheard what the dean said!"

Seeing that Tian Lie got the situation wrong, even Zhen Ying and Feiya on the side couldn't help but give him a blank look.

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To predict what will happen next, please read the next chapter!

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Next it’s prank time!

A mosquito flew into the ear of a cow, and the cow asked, "Who are you?"

The mosquito replied: "I am a mosquito!"

The cow asked: "What are you doing here?" The mosquito said: "I'm here to suck blood."

After hearing this, the cow said angrily: "Why don't you suck people's blood and come to me instead? I didn't offend you!"

The mosquito replied aggrievedly: "People say that cows are 'rich people', and their blood is delicious!"

The cow shook his head helplessly and said: "Forget it, just finish sucking it and leave, but remember not to come to me next time!"

The mosquito obediently finished sucking the blood and flew away, leaving the cow there shaking its head and sighing helplessly.