Olivia, who was able to play with asteroids as stones yesterday, was completely weak.
His face is very bad. It's totally different from mugan who runs around all the year round. Olivia's skin is morbid white. When people first see it, they can't help suspecting that his blood is blue.
With such Olivia as a reference, mugan looks too healthy!
Mengmeng looks down again with great admiration at several big heads.
They are also nanny robots. Other robots take care of the growing up human beings. How can they take care of themselves so sick?
There was an accident when she came out of the shell. Olivia was a very thin little bird and bald when she was a child! He had a cold and fever for three days. In order to raise him, the elder named him Olivia. I don't know if his name is good. Later, he was a little better, but he was much thinner than his peers.
Obviously, he is a big stomach king, but he can't eat fat. Mengmeng is also worried enough.
As soon as he woke up, he saw Olivia staring at himself with two big black circles under his eyes. When he saw him, Mugen was stunned at first, and then put a brilliant smile on his face.
"Good morning!"
"Good..."
Good for you!
Before he could finish the whole sentence, Olivia's stomach began to twitch again. He had no choice but to run to the toilet again with his stomach in his arms.
"Olivia, what's the matter?" Looking at Olivia's direction, mugan asked.
"He had diarrhea all night." Mengmeng replied.
"Diarrhea? Why? Is it because I ate the tomatoes I just took out of the refrigerator? "
"I don't think so. Olivia likes cold drinks very much. When did you put the potatoes and tomatoes Olivia ate in the fridge yesterday? " It's important to find out the cause of diarrhea. Mengmeng continues to ask Mugen.
"Thirteen years ago, I remember clearly that the potato and tomato were gifts from sigma." Mugan was not willing to eat such precious vegetables that he had only seen in books, so he put them in the refrigerator. The refrigerator that my uncles rebuilt is very easy to use, and things can be stored for a long time.
So, it's not that the time to take it out is too short, but the time to put it in is too long Why?
Mengmeng is stuck again.
After eating the old tomatoes and potatoes that have been frozen in the refrigerator for 13 years, don't tell Olivia such cruel news.
However, mugan didn't feel anything wrong. On his birthday a year ago, sigma took a potato from the refrigerator behind his back and cooked it for him. Mugan was happy and moved. He didn't have the symptoms of running and diarrhea.
With mugan's concern, Olivia finally climbed out of the toilet again. This time, he didn't even have the strength to swear. He lay straight on the ground. His eyes closed and he fell asleep.
"Olivia must be very upset. You see, he has dark circles under his eyes." When he was about to go to bed, he heard the man named mugan talking.
"Olivia is really upset, but he has dark circles under his eyes." Meng Meng, that fool, is a robot. How can he talk so much nonsense? You see, mugan's robots are like real robots, right?
But Maybe it's not his fault
Growing up, there are so many people around him, but when he is sick, there is only one person around him. Maybe he's afraid of boredom, maybe he wants to create a lively feeling, so Mengmeng reads to him every day.
Poems, fairy tales, jokes, all kinds of books that Meng Meng can find and that human beings will be interested in, Meng Meng will read them to him. I don't know if I received too much junk information. Over time, Mengmeng has become like this.
"I bought Olivia a children's eye cream to remove dark circles, but he didn't use it." Mengmeng is still talking. Then, with a chill around her eyes, Olivia thought: what kind of children's eye cream is that cute guy secretly putting on himself again!
But he was tired after all. Soon, the warm touch of his eyes was more than that of his cool mechanical wings. The too comfortable feeling made him feel relaxed. The next second, Olivia could not hold on any longer and fell into the black sweet land.
***
when Olivia wakes up again, she feels warm, relaxed and comfortable.
The stomach, which used to be extremely painful, is quiet now. Although it's a little flat, it's not hungry. It seems that Mengmeng has supplemented herself with nutrients on the way.
Looking up slightly, Olivia yawns and looks around: Mengmeng is sitting on the quilt, between his legs, with his buttocks facing him. Beside him, there are some big heads and robots with only half body. They are watching TV together;
look to the right: on the right, there is mugan, who has never had a good thing since he met him. At this time, the disaster star is sitting Next to him, he had a garment in his hand, mending it.
In a very peaceful scene, Olivia was shockedHis mind immediately emerged a poem -
one end of the line is my armor;
the other end of the line is your heart;
missing is the line, love is the armor;
I will come back safely, with your heart,
and a handful of flowers.
The poem describes a man who is seriously injured in the war and lying on the bed weakly. He sees his lover mending his armor with tears in the candle light.
Olivia decided to name the poem "the armor of love" and submit it to the 1200 th issue of the poet.
This is the second indirect result of mindfulness's study at Olivia's bedside - Olivia has become a poetry lover, especially fond of improvisation.
→_ It's very sensitive, romantic and not popular.
Olivia, who looks very depraved, is delicate and sensitive in nature. She has a very transparent artist's heart!
Not long after Olivia woke up, mugan noticed him.
He folded up his clothes and gave Olivia a big smile.
"Wake up?"
Olivia nodded.
"You sweated a lot before, so I took off your clothes and washed them. I'll mend it for you as soon as I see a bit of damage on it. " Mugan said as he handed over his clothes.
Mugan's smile was so warm that Olivia felt a little dizzy.
His dizziness only ended at the moment when he shook his pants open -
"Mardan -" saw his pants. All the poetry, emotion and dizziness disappeared. Olivia swore a dirty word.
Mugan sewed up all the big holes in his trousers that represent art!
Sure enough, the ancients said it well: firewood, rice, oil, salt, soy sauce, vinegar, tea All are enemies of art!