The security guard opened the iron door of the villa.
Gardenia walked along the center of the long green belt to the open golden door of the villa.
Just stepped into an empty luxury villa.
Immediately a nanny came to receive her, "Miss, why are you back? The master, wife and young master have already had dinner. I will go and heat up the food for you. Let's eat first."
After all, Jiangnan is a land of plenty, with rich businessmen everywhere. Even so, Gardenia's father, Zhililin, is considered a well-known wealthy businessman in Jiangnan, with several billions of assets in his family.
In the past, I worked hard with Gardenia's mother to create a fortune.
At first, I was obsessed with work and didn't even think about having children. It was a love accident like Gardenia, but later I thought that a son must inherit such a big business.
He met two of the three great joys of middle age: getting rich and getting promoted, and his wife died.
So they renewed their relationship, married a young and beautiful female star, and gave birth to a younger brother, little Gardenia, who is 8 years old.
Coupled with Gardenia's own condition, congenital heart disease.
Gardenia's mother worked hard with Gardenia Lilin, and the root cause of the disease was discovered, which led to Gardenia's premature birth. She has been in poor health since she was a child. She went to the best hospital, but there was no solution at the time. The doctor declared that she would not live to be 20 years old.
Zhi Lilin naturally regarded his younger son, the future heir of the family, as a treasure, holding it in his hands for fear of falling, and holding it in his mouth for fear of melting.
Generally speaking, a family will wait for the last person to eat together.
It won't be like this now.
Gardenia sat upright at the rectangular dining table on the first floor, holding jade chopsticks in her hands, looking at the table of dazzling and expensive dishes, but she had no desire to eat.
She thought it would be better to sit in front of a small stall with Li Chenguang in the afternoon, the two of them chatting and laughing, drinking milk tea and eating stinky tofu.
The nanny Zhang Zimei, who was nearly 50 years old, wore a scarf and brought the last plate of braised prawns over. She said with a flattering smile, "Miss, it's all heated up. Eat it while it's hot."
"Aunt Mei, please sit down and eat together."
"No, no, I'll eat it after you finish it. It would be a pity to throw it away. I bought so many at once. They are all dishes that the young master likes to eat..."
After Zhang Zimei finished speaking, she realized something was wrong. When she looked at the table, there were braised prawns, sweet and sour pork ribs, spicy chicken, and fried chicken wings.
Although there are still a lot of vegetables left for Gardenia, but these are too greasy, too spicy, too cold, etc., Gardenia cannot eat them because of her heart disease.
These big fish and meat are the young master’s favorite dishes.
There is no Gardenia dish today.
"Damn it, I forgot."
Zhang Zimei slapped herself lightly, "I'll pick out the peppers later."
"It's okay Aunt Mei, don't bother me. I'll finish it quickly. Just eat whatever you want. I've eaten outside."
Gardenia smiled kindly, picked up her chopsticks, sat alone at the dining table, and started eating.
This empty restaurant did seem too quiet and spacious for her petite body.
Zhang Zimei originally wanted to say that if you eat quickly, you can still catch up with the master, his wife, and the young master to set off fireworks at Lingyuan Lake at seven o'clock.
After thinking about it, I stopped talking.
It seems that they are not called Gardenia.
You shouldn't talk too much.
Gardenia maintained her usual eating frequency, finishing her meal in small bites in silence, and then came to the triangular staircase leading up to the second floor in the middle of the villa.
The elegant Nordic-style villa has many precious calligraphy and paintings hanging on the walls, the floor is covered with expensive red carpets, and the railings in the corridor are made of precious wood carvings.
Just as Zhi Ziwei was about to go up, she found her father Zhi Lilin, stepmother He Mengqi, and brother Zhi Jiajin coming down from upstairs.
Zhi Lilin is in her 40s, has a slender figure, a mustache, and an elegant and handsome appearance.
He Mengqi has a hot figure. She wears a low-cut outfit with a short skirt, revealing her sexy thighs. She looks very sexy and charming.
Gardenia Jin is 11 years old, with a chubby face. She is about the same height as Gardenia Wei and weighs more than Gardenia Wei. She hangs on Gardenia Lilin and refuses to get down to walk.
"Oh, you are so old, you can go alone."
"No, I want daddy to hug me~~~"
"You lazy little pig."
"Dad, hug me~~"
"Okay, okay, I really can't do anything to you."
He Mengqi helped, "Don't tire Dad out."
The four of them met at the corner in the middle of the stairs.
"Dad, Aunt He."
"He's back."
Zhi Lilin nodded.
He Mengqi greeted with a smile, "Good evening. Have you had dinner?"
"have eaten."
"That's good. It's getting cold. Please keep warm."
"Um."
The four of them passed each other.
Gardenia went upstairs silently.
After walking up seven or eight stairs, Zhi Lilin remembered that she was standing on the stairs with Zhi Jia Jin in her arms. She turned to look at Gardenia Wei and said, "By the way, Jia Jin got a rare score of 71 in the test. He has made great progress. He said he wants to go." Let’s set off fireworks to celebrate, do you want to come too?”
"I still want to read a book."
Gardenia shook her head.
"That's okay."
"Dad, hurry up, hurry up."
"Okay, okay, don't rush me. You're too heavy. Dad can hardly walk."
"It's Dad, you don't have the strength. Dad is so weak."
"What, then daddy must show you my strength."
Watching the three people leave, and watching Zhi Lilin hugging Zhi Jiajin and leaving from the gate, Zhi Ziwei recalled that she seemed to have never been hugged like this since her mother was gone.
Suddenly, I felt very envious.
She walked slowly to her room on the second floor.
The room is large and decorated warmly and elegantly. The overall color is warm pink and light blue, and there are many cute gadgets hanging on the wall.
Entering the door is a girly pink desk and bookcase, a warm big bed covered with soft bedding, a single lazy sofa, and exquisite curtains hung in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows. They rustle as the wind blows. Next to the bamboo and rattan hanging chair, there are some green plants and flowers.
Gardenia first sat at the desk and read for a while, then sat at the computer desk next to her, logged on to the Internet, and then lay on the bed chatting with her good friends for a while, explaining why she didn't go to class in the afternoon.
But I only said that it was because of some special circumstances that I went out with boys.
She briefly explained the slightly absurd experience she had in the afternoon, because no one would have thought that a well-behaved and docile good student like Gardenia would actually skip class.
Or go out with a boy.
Best friend Su Tingting's jaw dropped in shock.
I sent her several questions and made a video call to confirm that she was not defrauded.
Just come up.
"Is the money still there? Is there not enough money in the bank card? You haven't been abducted into the strange mountains. Are you alone now? Take a photo with your mobile phone and let me see if anyone threatens you so I can call the police. By the way. , is your chastity still there?”
"..."
Gardenia's pretty face turned pink, and she replied coquettishly, "It's not what you think."
But she didn't know how to explain it specifically because she was an NPC.
Her friend's startled look made her feel at ease, and she couldn't help but cover her mouth and said happily, "You are exaggerating, it's not like that at all."
It took her a lot of effort to explain it to her friend.
Although my friends still don’t believe it.
Such a well-behaved, cute, docile and kind-hearted Gardenia was actually taken out by the boy she met on the first day to skip class, go shopping and watch movies. "Why don't we go get the body fluids tested? There is a high probability that she has been drugged."
"It's really not like that. He even saved me. He is a good man."
"Good men have labels on their faces. Let me tell you what kind of men are good men. Only men who can't breathe are good men. Anyone who can breathe only wants to press you onto the bed and have sex with you. You must not be fooled."
"Not at all."
The two of them would spend hours talking on the phone.
After a brief explanation, Gardenia quickly hung up. She also had the habit of writing a diary and had to go to bed early after writing. Her body did not allow her to stay up late.
Sitting in front of the desk, his small jade-like palm held a ballpoint pen to record.
On November 25, the weather was sunny.
I met a very strange boy today.
When I almost fell from the stairs, he pulled me up regardless of my own safety.
When I saw him rushing towards me to pull me and almost falling, I felt like my heart was about to jump out of my chest.
I don't know why he works so hard.
It's like he didn't know why I walked out on purpose.
Only I know, when I suddenly had an idea.
If it falls... wouldn't it be fine? It won't hurt, and it won't cause trouble to anyone.
Since I was a child, I have been able to hear other people's innermost thoughts. I know that I am a redundant person and am redundant everywhere.
Dad, aunt, brother.
They all thought I was redundant and troublesome, and they always wanted to take me to the doctor. They knew that it was impossible to be cured, but they still pretended to be caring and stayed with me.
What they cared about was not me, but their reputation. I heard them saying in their hearts, if only I would die quickly and never go home again.
I'm just a troublemaker.
When I looked downstairs, I suddenly thought that maybe I would just die. Then someone bumped me a little, and I took the initiative to go up.
That was the first time in my life that I had the courage to do anything, which was to die.
Anyway, it seems that everyone has forgotten about me.
Home...this is their home, not mine.
My home is at my mother's place.
But he tried his best to pull me back.
He almost fell too.
The moment I was pulled up, I cried desperately.
They all thought I was crying because of fear.
Actually no, after so many years, I am 19 this year, so I have been prepared for death.
Not afraid.
I cried at that time because I felt remorseful, frustrated, and self-blame for my despicability, stupidity, and ignorance. I almost hurt him, and I also failed my mother's expectations of me.
My mother always says to be healthy and happy. She hopes that I will be happy every day. She also wants to watch me get married.
I would actually think of seeking death so that I could go and see my mother quickly.
I'm so mean and stupid.
His glasses were broken, so I bought an identical pair to compensate him.
I never dare to take the initiative to talk to boys. I know that whenever I face a boy, I will be hesitant and unable to speak.
But I don’t know why, the moment I saw his eyes, I was able to speak.
It's very smooth to speak, at least for me, because I'm actually better at typing than speaking.
I heard some of his thoughts, his thoughts, simple, positive and happy.
Then, he took me to skip class and told me that I was an NPC.
Actually, I don't quite understand what an NPC is.
Anyway, it is just a fake person, a program, and a repeated reincarnation.
If I die, this process will start over again.
I thought at the time, wouldn’t that be great?
Then I can start over again. The life I had with my parents before was not rich but very happy.
And if I were an NPC, I wouldn't feel guilty if I died, and I wouldn't cause trouble to others.
He said that when he leaves and when others come in, time here will be reborn and the same plot will happen again.
very nice.
He said that he needs me to issue him a task so that he can have a chance to leave here.
Tasks are usually things I want to do.
I thought hard and told him that there was nothing I wanted to do.
I lied again.
I have.
I thought of love at that time, because I heard them say that love is sweet and sour. I look forward to tomorrow every day. Every time I meet, my heart will beat fast. If I don’t see him for a while, I can’t help but miss him.
I don’t know what it’s like to be in love, and I probably never will.
Because I'm leaving and I can't bring anyone else down.
But when he said that, I wanted to know again.
I pretended not to understand, talked and laughed with him, and bought a second cup of half-price milk tea for couples. We drank milk tea together on the street, ate stinky tofu, and then watched a movie together.
Because that’s all I thought of as a couple can do.
I originally wanted to do what other girls said, and pretend to be scared while watching a movie, and try leaning into his arms.
But I think too much and don’t need to pretend at all.
He picked a super scary horror movie that could scare people out of their wits. I didn’t dare to watch it at all.
My only thought at the time was that I would choose a movie that was a hundred times scarier than this one to take revenge on him and scare him to death.
It’s not okay to watch it. The voices of people next to me made me clearly understand the content of the horror movie. It is really scary. The title of the movie is "The Island of Monsters" and you must not watch it.
After reading it, I sat on a public seat with my eyes dazed, resting my head on his shoulder and watching the couples coming and going outside.
There is no feeling of heartbeat or pounding heart.
Maybe it's because this is not love after all.
He's a good guy and I could hear his thoughts from beginning to end.
When I mentioned that I wanted to see gardenias blooming, he thought that he had the ability to make the flowers bloom, but that would waste his precious and only chance to summon the Soul Clock, which he would use to save his life in the future. He lied to me and said there was nothing he could do. He even felt very guilty about it and even bought a lot of food to compensate me.
I don’t quite understand what the Engraved Soul Bell is, but I really want to tell him that it was just a casual remark of mine, and it’s me who should say I’m sorry.
The casual remark made him feel uncomfortable.
But I still didn't say it.
I can't always say it, because I'm not good at speaking, I'm only good at writing.
He is really a very good person, very gentle, considerate, and kind-hearted. He always wants to take care of me and protect me along the way. When crossing the road, he will also take the initiative to walk outside to protect me. I.
He thought to himself, I am like her sister, who needs protection all the time.
I think that's good, it makes me feel warm inside.
However, there is really no feeling like a racing heart.
Maybe he is a little bit fat. I once dreamed that my lover would be handsome, gentle and handsome, with a smile as warm as the sun. If only he were thinner, he might feel like he was in love.
I'm so greedy.
I like the way he looks at me, like an invisible hand caressing my head.
Maybe I will never know what love feels like again.
Later he showed me what he could do. I actually didn't care at all, but he was really good.
He said that he would come to see me tomorrow and said that he might have to gain a lot of goodwill before he could trigger the mission.
In the game, only by maxing out the NPC's favorability can you accept hidden tasks.
Do you think my impression of him is too low?
The so-called favorability refers to how much I like him.
Although I don’t quite understand, I will try my best to help. He said he needs me.
Need me very much!
I like this feeling of being needed, and I will try again.
So I suggested that he lose weight, that way I will like him more...
I don’t know why, but I am already looking forward to what I will do tomorrow.
I have to think carefully about what else I want to do but don’t dare to do. Many of them are bad things like skipping class and going on dates like today.
There were also many things that were too embarrassing and shameless, and would make Tingting laugh to death, so I had to pretend to say them inadvertently.
Well I have to think about it again.
I'm such a bad boy.
I'm already looking forward to it.
It's late and it's time to go to bed.
Good night, Gardenia!
I'm really looking forward to tomorrow coming soon, but skipping class is not allowed, Gardenia, the teacher will call dad...
(End of chapter)
