A Love Letter to Ome from One Thousand and One Nights

Xie Jiaqi came back with water, suddenly felt that the atmosphere was not right, she stopped, her eyes fell on Lin Weimian's face first, she didn't see anything unusual, then she saw the reader that fell on the ground.

"Water." She approached and handed the glass to Lin Weimian.

But Lin Weimian didn't take her water, bent down to pick up the Kindle, handed it up, and said in a very cold tone, "I'm sorry, I accidentally touched it, knocked on the sharp corner of the bedside table, and the screen cracked." Seeing that Xie Jiaqi didn't pick it up, just Put it on the cabinet, "When I save money, I'll buy one and return it to you." After speaking, he got up, closed the door and went out.It hit hard, with a bang.

Jiaqi heard her footsteps going away, and soon there was a bang from the next door.

Lin Weimian went back to her room.

Xie Jiaqi put down the water glass, took the reader over, and somehow jumped to the front page again, with "Mental Disorders" in bold and capital letters hanging exaggeratedly at the top.

There was no sound in Lin Weimian's room.

There was no answer to the knock on the door.

"Lin Weimian." Jiaqi stood at the door and called her.

After shouting several times in a row, it was like a stone sinking into the sea.

Jiaqi leaned against the door and waited for her to come out by herself.

Lin Weimian has always been a straightforward person. If he feels dissatisfied, he will usually attack on the spot, and use language as a weapon to defend himself. If he is in a state of "no reconciliation" with the conflicting opponent and cannot quarrel, he will give him a big white eye.

It's unprecedented to hide and sulk like this.

This also made Xie Jiaqi realize that the situation was more serious than expected.She was still frowning and thinking about it, Gu Jie sent her a message and couldn't reply on time at night, so she asked her to hang up Aunt Chun by herself, invite her to come over for dinner, and tell her what Xiao Mian wants to eat together, Chun My aunt bought it on the way here.

Xie Jiaqi was easy to raise when she was young, and it was easy.

Besides, I'm not in the mood to eat now.

Last time, Lin Weimian had a good time eating noodles.

She went to the kitchen and made a casual order.

The bowl was placed on the table, making two clicks.

The smell of the dinner didn't deter the man who hid.

Xie Jiaqi knocked on the door again.

Still no response.

"If you don't open it, then I'll come in directly." Xie Jiaqi held the doorknob and turned it lightly.

The door slammed open.

Lin Weimian stood at the door, her eyes were swollen and her sockets were red, "What else do you want to say?"

Xie Jiaqi said, "Eat."

"Eat your big-headed ghost!" Lin Weimian punched her on the shoulder.

Xie Jiaqi frowned in pain, but said nothing.

Lin Weimian didn't expect that she didn't hide, and received the punch impartially.She punched so hard that the knuckles of her fingers hurt. According to the principle of action and reaction, this punch would cause Xie Jiaqi a bruise.While in a daze, she timidly withdrew her hand and was about to close the door again.

Xie Jiaqi squeezed through the door before she closed it.

The air conditioner in the room was not turned on, and it was extremely hot and stuffy. Lin Weimian was suddenly excited, and pushed her out with both hands: "Get out, big liar, get out!"

But instead of shaking Xie Jiaqi with her strength, she was led back two steps by the other party.

Jiaqi reached out to support her shoulder, but before she could reach it, that one was already sitting on the bed with a low body.

Unarmed attacks didn't work, so Lin Weimian picked the dolls on the bedside—all kinds of dolls that Aunt Gu arranged for her one after another, including but not limited to little penguins, little polar bears, little Pikachu, and little Doraemon— —Pick one and throw one at Xie Jiaqi, the speed is getting faster and faster.

The person who never cried in front of others was out of breath at this time, and his speech was also slurred.

Xie Jiaqi listened carefully to hear the truth: "You are the one who is schizophrenic, you are the one who is mentally ill, you say you believe me, but at the same time you feel that I am sick, this is not what the essence is, get out, get out..."

This kind of melee attack is less than one meter away from each other. Even if those rag dolls hit it, it is basically equivalent to tickling.But Lin Weimian never tired of doing it, and smashed it quickly and accurately, until there was nothing left to smash, and threw her little pillow out.

Lin Weimian glanced at the only quilt left on the bed, his mouth shrunk, and tears fell from his eyes.

Jiaqi frowned, picked up the pillow and put it aside, squatted down and whispered, "I was wrong."

Lin Weimian was in the middle of crying, and when she heard the confession, she froze there, her mouth was dry and bitter, she swallowed slowly, and regained her senses.

She can't make a fuss anymore.

Look at how decent Xie Jiaqi is.It made her look more like a lunatic.Isn't this giving away the head for thousands of miles, adding arguments to the opponent's debater, and becoming a pig teammate on his side?

Lin Weimian nodded and sneered: "You don't have to lie to me. You don't think you are wrong. How can Xie Jiaqi be wrong, she is always the one who is politically correct! You are just looking at me crazy and trying to coax me. It was also because I was too hasty to think that people like you would believe in ghosts."

Jiaqi was so choked by her that she couldn't speak.

"Is there any other physical examination, you came up with inspiration, right? If you want me to see a doctor, just tell me. Don't you think that I am deliberately nonsense, falsely claiming that you can ward off evil spirits, and then use this reason to go to Paris?" Looking at you?" Lin Weimian directly wiped his face with his arm, rubbing a face that was already crying badly enough, "Then you are really the most narcissistic person in this century, there is no one." Pointing to the door , said coldly: "You go out."

This sentence is full of anger and determination.

"I'm not going out." Jiaqi put his hand on her lap.

"Get up." Lin Weimian was completely quiet, "Don't pretend to believe what I say, and don't act like this wronged, I am a mental patient, and now the mental patient wants to be quiet alone, and think carefully about what to do next You are hysterical, go eat your meal, and eat it while it's hot."

Xie Jiaqi's eye circles were hot.

If she is cunning enough, it can be said that she has always read books and learned from others, and has no taboos. What she is reading recently happens to be that theme, and has nothing to do with Lin Weimian.But she couldn't tell such a lie.It is indeed because of her that she understands these things in a targeted manner.The person who is not interested in books and has cognitive impairment, suddenly took her reader to read it, and saw it clearly, and sat down sensitively.

Lin Weimian nodded, "Aren't you going, this is your home, you can stay wherever you like."

Lie down and sleep with your head covered.

It was midnight when Gu Jie came home, the house was dark, and when she turned on the light in the living room, she saw two bowls of noodles on the table, which seemed untouched.There are no chopsticks next to the noodles.She couldn't help becoming suspicious. She called Xie Jiaqi first, then Xiao Mian, but they didn't get a response.She first went to Jiaqi's room to check, the bedding was neatly folded, and there was no one there.

Going to Lin Weimian's house again, he entered and turned on the light, only to see Xie Jiaqi sitting on the ground, with a bunch of dolls neatly piled up beside him.

Lin Weimian lay on the bed, sleeping soundly.

Gu Jie: "Xie Jiaqi, are you...?"

Xie Jiaqi made a booing gesture, stood up, dragged her mother out of the room, turned off the light, and whispered in the living room, "She has a cold this afternoon."

"It's okay. Why didn't you call me?" Gu Jie poked into the door, "Have a fever?"

"Just, a little discomfort." Xie Jiaqi shook his head, "Mom hurry up and rest."

Gu Jie poured a glass of water and nodded: "I'm too busy, so you take care of her for me. If you don't feel happy about something next time, you still have to tell me."

Jiaqi answered.

Lin Weimian woke up early the next morning and opened her eyes. Xie Jiaqi was wearing her school uniform and sitting on the stool in front of her bed.As soon as their eyes met, she straightened up and asked, "Why are you still here?"

"Dispel evil spirits." Xie Jiaqi said concisely.

Lin Weimian yelled, "I don't need you in the future." Get up, wash up, all in one go, and walk to school with your schoolbag on your back.

Xie Jiaqi always kept a distance of one or two meters behind her, following her step by step.

When she got to the classroom, Jiaqi put down her schoolbag and took a look at Lin Weimian, she saw that she was sitting upright, holding the paperwork in this language, her eyelids were swollen unnaturally because of crying so much yesterday.Jiaqi said to the air: "I'll go to the student union."

Lin Weimian ignored her.She couldn't understand the large pieces of text put together.Characters dance like tadpoles.But in order to maintain her dignity, she pretended to turn a page.

Not long after Xie Jiaqi left, a guest came to her seat.

One without feet.

Lin Weimian turned his head to look at the guy stiffly, hissed and breathed in, a chill ran down his spine.

It was the tear mole ghost who came.

"Hi." The little ghost who never took the initiative to speak suddenly spoke.

Lin Weimian gulped, pretending to be concentrating on the book.

"Stop pretending, you're dyslexic," said the kid.

"What's wrong with dyslexia." Lin Weimian raised his chin.

"Moderate dyslexia, I almost want to foam at the mouth when I see the large-format text description. The text you are reading now is like a holy book to you." The little ghost spoke sharply.

Lin Weimian snapped the book shut, "Tell me, what are you trying to do with me lately?"

"I think you have seen my ability." The little tear mole ghost said calmly, "I am much stronger than those idiots you have seen before. What's the matter with you."

Lin Weimian tilted her head to think about it, and shivered.

"But I can't do that kind of thing." The kid looked forward, with a trace of tenderness on his pale face, "If I become like that, he won't like me."

"What do you want me to do?" Lin Weimian turned around and asked seriously.

"If you do me this favor, I can help you take the final exam. I can't guarantee the first one, and there will be no problems in the first three." The little ghost said sullenly.

"Don't." Lin Weimian waved his hand, "You took the 800-meter test for me without my consent, and you used strange methods to solve the problems. It's very rude. The math teacher scolded me, saying that I have such a talent If you refuse to study, you are reckless, wasting yourself, I cheated, he got angry, and both sides hurt. Please don’t do this in the future.”

Yu Xia at the next table looked at her in surprise.

Lin Weimian was extremely embarrassed, she hurriedly sat upright, and returned her gaze to the book.

"So you won't help me?" Xiaolei Mole's voice was cold.

Lin Weimian faced the book: "After lunch, go to the rooftop and tell me that there are too many people now."

"What kind of reward do you want?" The kid was very stubborn. "I only know how to take exams. I'm not good at anything else."

Lin Weimian sighed: "I don't need a reward, I hope that after you fulfill your wish - if I can do what you said, then stop pestering me, and stop drifting away, where should I go, okay?"

"Okay, I understand." The little ghost got up and floated into the air to look down at her, "See you on the roof later, Lin Weimian."

The author has something to say: quarreled QAQ

Dyslexia is divided into degrees. Xiaomian is moderate. There are symptoms such as skipping words and missing words, and reading difficulty. .I didn't emphasize her reading difficulty yesterday, everyone thought that Xiao Mian died on its own hahh

See you tomorrow~