It was dusk again when Zhou Yu woke up.
There was a heavy lead cloud outside the window, and it was raining heavily. The rain was not heavy, but it continued for three or four days, which made people feel depressed and irritable.
Seeing the scenery outside the window, he immediately knew that he was in the library. Probably Zhou Yu was too tired these past few days and fell asleep in the library again.
After thinking about this, he wanted to lie back on the table and continue to fall asleep, but he was not tired for the moment, so he could only check the things around him out of boredom. The books at hand are all about design, and there is a piece of lead drawing paper pressed under the book.
Zhou Yuxin took out the paper and saw a huge butterfly painted on it. But between the two gorgeous butterfly wings, what is painted is not an insect body, but a man's head with a bun. The man's expression was very vague, and he could not distinguish between joy, anger, sorrow, and joy.
He looked at the monster with a human face and a butterfly body for a while. From some familiar brushstroke details, he could feel that this was Zhou Yu's creation, but the theme of the painting was probably only known to Zhou Yu herself.
Just as he was thinking this, a voice behind him said: "Zhuang Zhou Mengdie."
Zhou Yu turned around. Chen Wei was standing behind him, looking over his shoulder at the lead drawing paper.
"With a human face and a butterfly body, is this an allusion to Zhuang Zhou's dream of a butterfly? Do you plan to paint this subject?"
"...Why are you here?"
"Did you sleep? Didn't I come at noon?"
Chen Wei said this and walked directly to the corner two tables away. There was a notebook there, which looked like it belonged to him. The fact that the two of them were seated so far apart meant that they didn't come together on an appointment, but met by chance in the library.
Seeing Chen Wei, Zhou Yu subconsciously looked around but could not find Zhang Mumu.
He pushed the pencil paper back under the book. Although the painting seemed unfinished, it was impossible for him to paint it in Zhou Yu's place. The two personalities did not have the same creative abilities.
Thinking of this, his movements paused.
Maybe it should be called something else. Previously, he had always understood himself as Zhou Yu's second personality, but if what Hongye said was true, the nature of the matter would be completely different. It should be said that it is closer to the upper body of a ghost.
This kind of statement that goes beyond common sense would not be believed by anyone else, but the person who proposed it was the female electric scooter rider, "Hongye".
There was no need to deceive him, so there was a high probability that what she said was true. Come from another place.
Regarding this matter, he had no real feeling at all. Perhaps because there is no memory, he has no real yearning for his "hometown". Parents, relatives, friends, family, I can’t think of them at all.
Because of these doubts, he didn't take any action in the past few days. He woke up every night to take a look at Zhou Yu's daily experience, and then fell asleep quickly, living a peaceful life.
The only thing worth mentioning is that Zhou Yu's mother sent a letter.
Zhou Yu had never been very clear about the situation of Zhou Yu's parents before, and Zhou Yu had never mentioned it in her diary. It is deduced that the father may be divorced or passed away, and the mother sends money regularly. This is the first time that she has sent a letter specifically.
Perhaps because Zhou Yu's mother is not good at using smartphones, the note "family" never appeared in Zhou Yu's social software. This time, his mother's proactive contact was also in the very old-fashioned form of envelope and postcard.
The postcard was a card in the shape of a maple leaf. There was no head or greeting on it, but it simply said, "Go to the river in the south more often." Such an inexplicable sentence. The final signature is "Mother".
A letter with such content would not be said to be neurotic, but at least too cold. Is walking along the river in the south a way to avoid the reverse flow of the water?
Speaking of rivers in the south, Zhou Yu did know one, and that was Lihe in Nanpu, a suburb. The barbecue party held by the Supernatural Club before school started was held there. The river water was relatively clear, and there was nothing special about it.
Zhou Yu didn't know whether Zhou Yu planned to comply with her mother's request. He had no plans to implement it himself. The southern suburbs are a bit far away from where he lives.
The rain kept falling, making it so noisy that people couldn't rest. Zhou Yu looked at the time and decided to go home first. Just as he was packing his things, Chen Wei next to him asked, "Have you seen Zhang Mumu in the past two days?"
"no, what happened?"
"I didn't come to class. I said I had a bad cold. I have been sleeping in the girls' dormitory. Boys are not allowed to enter there. If it is convenient for you, please go in and have a look."
"...If you have a cold, just take medicine and it will be cured."
Zhou Yu said coldly, put the bag on his back and left.
There are three female dormitories in the university. The second female dormitory where Zhang Mumu is located is right between the library and the school gate. It was also Zhou Yu's original residence.
When passing the dormitory building, although Zhou Yu felt it was unnecessary, he still turned onto the side road and walked to the front of the dormitory building.
Before entering the building to register, she looked up at the upstairs window. The window opening is very high, and it is indeed a structure that can only be opened partially.
Zhang Mumu's dormitory is 314. Zhou Yu has already found it in the chat history between her and Zhou Yu, and it is easy to find it.
It turns out that Tang Yan, the girl who committed suicide by jumping off the building, also lived on this floor, and her dormitory happened to be 414. Because of this ominous homophony, her death was cast as a ghost. Although rumors circulated that it was the dormitory that was cursed, nothing happened to her three roommates.
Zhou Yu knocked on the door of Room 314. After a while, the door slowly opened, revealing Zhang Mumu's face.
"Hmm...? Zhouzhou is here..."
"Admit your mistake."
"...Ah, classmate Zhou."
Zhang Mumu rubbed his eyes and looked like he was still awake. Zhou Yu observed her face and found that it was indeed a little red.
"You go back to bed and rest."
There was no one else in the dormitory, most of them were probably going out to class. Zhou Yu helped her back to the bed and reached out to touch her forehead.
The temperature was very high, no doubt a fever.
"Have you taken any medicine?"
Zhang Mumu nodded dazedly.
Just in case, Zhou Yu found her desk and did see the used antipyretics. After asking about Zhang Mumu's medication status today, he stood up and left.
"Hey, I walked too fast..."
Because of his illness, Zhang Mumu's voice also became unusually hollow. In response, Zhou Yu said without mercy: "Just take your medicine and go to bed on time and you'll be fine."
He was probably really ill, so Zhang Mumu didn't raise any objections and just huddled under the quilt. Seeing her like this, Zhou Yu no longer said any reproachful words such as "I don't have enough clothes" or "I must have gone out without an umbrella to get caught in the rain", and just quietly closed the door.
Unfortunately, this cuteness didn't last long. When Zhou Yu arrived at home, his phone kept vibrating. He opened it and took a look and found that it was all about Zhang Mumu. The dwarf seemed extremely excited, and every time he sent a sentence, he would use a cat emoticon.
To this, Zhou Yu replied with two words: sleep.
Zhang Mumu refused to give up and kept sending messages. One moment he asked Zhou Yu what he had for dinner, and the other moment he said it was boring to stay in the dormitory. She seemed to be in a state of high excitement. She could send out seven or eight messages in one minute, and she didn't look like a patient at all.
Unable to bear the harassment, Zhou Yu poured half a glass of water and drank it along with the sleeping pills. He used it very lightly, and while he was lying on the bed in a daze, his cell phone rang.
Once, twice, three times. He endured the sleepiness and got up. The call came from an unfamiliar mobile phone number.
After answering, Chen Wei's voice came from the other side: "Is it convenient now?"
"explain."
"Zhang Mumu has entered the hospital. Come over at your convenience."
Hearing these words, Zhou Yu's sleepiness subsided. He sat up straight and asked, "Is the fever getting worse?"
"It's not illness..."
Chen Wei's voice was full of confusion, and he replied: "...She put her hand into the boiling water by herself."
