After rebirth, I rejected the rich yandere lady

Chapter 145: Chapter 106: Exposure! The Magical Small Cloth under the Pillow._2

"Of course, you can. Mung bean soup is also good for relieving heat and replenishing fluids."

"Oh, thank you."

An Nuannuan nodded, her peach blossom eyes suddenly lighting up. She hugged the mung bean soup in her arms and pushed the wheelchair out.

Lin Daiyu chased after her and asked, "Hey, where are you going?"

An Nuannuan, with a serious face, holding the mung bean soup, said, "I'm taking him the mung bean soup. The doctor said it can cure his illness."

Lin Daiyu paused mid-sentence, looking at the girl with the serious face before her.

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Instead, she was thinking of taking him mung bean soup. If it had been Lin Daiyu herself in this situation, she would have been pleased just not to send a bottle of rat poison.

"Nuannuan, you must have heard what the doctor said just now, aren't you... angry at all?"

An Nuannuan blinked, her peach blossom eyes like a deep pool, showing no emotions; finally, she shook her head.

"All I know is he needs my mung bean soup right now."

Lin Daiyu fell silent for a moment, then sighed, "Alright, I'll go with you."

It was then that she finally began to understand what Zhao Lianmai meant when she said love felt like this.

Too frightening.

She still knew where the boys' dormitory was.

In college, regardless of life or death, boys couldn't enter the girls' dormitory.

But it wasn't so strict for girls entering the boys' dormitory. At worst, they'd have to take responsibility for the consequences.

"Nuannuan, how about I take it up there for you? He lives on the fifth floor."

Lin Daiyu looked up, realizing that there was hardly anyone in the dormitory building at this time.

But for An Nuannuan in a wheelchair, the fifth floor would definitely be a difficult climb.

However, An Nuannuan shook her head, "I want to take it up to him myself. I want to see how he is."

With that, she propped herself up on the wheelchair, stretching one arm out to grasp the staircase with effort and slowly stood up, while still holding the mung bean soup in her other hand.

Just the act of standing up made her slender legs tremble slightly.

Yet her pale, earnest face remained serious as she clung to the staircase and struggled step by step to climb upwards.

Lin Daiyu quickly went up to support her, but just a few stairs later, An Nuannuan was already gasping for breath.

Her tender face was now a shade of red, her legs shaking persistently, fine sweat on her forehead, and her soft hair sticking to her cheeks evoking a feeling of compassion in anyone who saw her.

After reaching the first floor, An Nuannuan almost couldn't go on completely, even though she had managed by supporting herself with her arms inch by inch.

But after so many years without truly walking, she had now almost reached her limit.

Her hand slipped, and a bit of the mung bean soup spilled, landing on her sandals and trickling between the toes of her pale feet.

"Nuannuan, rest for a while, you can't go on like this," said Lin Daiyu, her heart aching for her.

But An Nuannuan shook her head, her clear eyes filled with earnestness: "He used to carry me home, walking a long, long way. I didn't realize it was so tiring..."

"You're not the same as him..."

"He was good to me, and I want to be good to him too. Otherwise, how could we be considered good friends?"

An Nuannuan mentioned the word 'friends,' and it seemed to ignite some strength in her eyes, as she planned to continue climbing.

But her trembling legs were becoming very difficult to move.

It was only then that Lin Daiyu suddenly remembered.

Right, she had a phone!

She quickly took out her phone, and dialed Xu Musen's number.

"Dudu dudu..."

There was no answer for a good while.

"This scumbag, why isn't he answering the phone at a time like this?"

Lin Daiyu dialed again.

Meanwhile, Xu Musen had returned to his dormitory, changed out of his military training clothes, and had taken a cold shower in the bathroom.

With foam on his head, he was washing his hair: "I'm washing ya, washing ya..."

Humming to himself, after rinsing his head, he finally heard his phone ringing.

No one else was in the dorm, so he wrapped himself in shorts and walked out of the bathroom to the bedside, picking up the phone to find three or four missed calls already.

And they were all from the same unfamiliar number.

"Ring..."

The phone rang again, and Xu Musen, wiping his head, answered it.

"Hello, who is it?"

"Xu Scumbag! Hurry up and come downstairs!"

The voice on the other end was familiar, and Xu Musen thought for a moment: "Lin Daiyu? Is the instructor looking for me?"

"What bloody instructor? It's your little girlfriend, An Nuannuan. She found out you had a heatstroke, insisted on bringing you mung bean soup upstairs! I couldn't stop her; she's already climbed up one floor..."

"Beep beep."

Before she could finish, the call had been hung up.

Soon after, she heard a burst of hasty footsteps from the top floor.

In less than half a minute, Xu Musen's figure sprinted downstairs.

"Xu Musen, you..."

Lin Daiyu was about to explain the situation when she suddenly cried out, her almond eyes widening.

She seemed to have seen something extremely shocking.

Xu Musen, upon hearing An Nuannuan was coming up, had dropped the phone and ran straight here.

Wearing only a pair of shorts and flip-flops on his feet, his upper body bare, his well-defined muscles fully exposed.

Lin Daiyu, for a moment, wanted to cover her eyes with her hands but the gaps between her fingers were bigger than her eyes.

Those must be abs, right? So big...

She couldn't help swallowing at the sight of his toned six-pack, her gaze fixated.

At that moment, Xu Musen saw An Nuannuan clinging to the stair railing, holding the mung bean soup, her entire body trembling.

He stepped forward, gently supported her, and extended a leg as a support so she could sit down on his lap first.

"Xu Musen, here's your mung bean soup."