Although I don’t know why the imagined Lin Daiyu burned books and turned into Li Kui’s weeping willows.

Chen Yu still dutifully wiped the girl with short-haired baby face on the ground and checked her body for a preliminary examination.

Take out the "Snow Night Strange Talk" that you had not finished reading before from the book bag, and cooperate with the baby-faced wail, and start to recite with emotion.

Baby faces hitting their foreheads with a horror picture:...

"Wuwuwuhuhuer... take this book a little bit!"

The baby face was forced to stop crying, and his butt was rubbing against the road and rushing to the side.

Chen Yu frowned.

Some patients have no sense of survival for a moment after the onset of the disease, and even seek death to be resistant to helping others, among which the most depressed patients are the ones.

Chen Yu just saw this girl with short-haired baby face crying on the ground until she rolled on the donkey, and almost thought she was a bipolar type.

Now looking at this uncooperational manifestation, compared with the knowledge I saw in my book before, it is probably because of depression.

Sure enough, the judgment of the intelligent camera machine is more accurate than that of human intuition.

Chen Yu held the book in one hand and steadily controlled the baby face rubbing on the ground with the other hand.

"It's okay, I'll feel better after listening to the book."

Chen Yu smiled gently at the baby face and began to recite with emotion again.

Babyface: "…"

I'll be in a good mood!

The second-year middle school girl who gave up was not cooperative at all, and she was about to run away when she got up!

Then Chen Yu pressed it back to the ground with one hand, and even the book on the other hand could flexibly turn the page with his fingers and continue reading.

Babyface: "Yeah."

The uncle standing on the side was in a complicated mood: "Would it be a little too rough?"

Although everything the duty officer in front of him did was very consistent with the execution method described in the duty manual.

But when the uncle looked at Chen Yu's clean and neat approach, he always felt that the pattern of his wife beating a child was the same as that of his wife.

Chen Yu had no time to pay attention to the uncle, and he had no energy to chat during the time he was helping the patient.

It was not until Chen Yu finished reading a story without distraction that he followed the people and affairs around him.

"Do you feel better?"

The short-haired girl glared at her eyes.

"That seems to be not good."

Chen Yu was not discouraged. After putting down the book, he found a story that seemed quite warm from the directory page and prepared to continue reading it.

During this process, Chen Yu used the baby face as a book pad, almost facing the female ghost on the cover.

Chen Yu's movements suddenly stopped.

"What's wrong?" The uncle who had been paying attention to the rescue situation was strange.

Chen Yu: "She... seemed to faint."

The uncle was shocked: "Is the condition worsening and fainting? Hurry up and go to the nursing home!"

Some trouble.

Chen Yu stayed as a temporary guardian. The uncle had his own job. After seeing this, he seemed to have no major problems and left.

Chen Yu's previous "beating the child" operation made the uncle misjudgment of Chen Yu's age.

Chen Yu, a person who has not understood the basic common sense of this world, often adheres to the principle that too much will lead to mistakes, and lets others decide on some things as they happen.

Since the uncle thought he should leave and Chen Yu could stay, Chen Yu naturally did not raise any objections.

So when the baby-faced girl with short hair woke up again, she saw Chen Yu's calm face.

The baby-faced girl almost subconsciously looked at Chen Yu's hand. After seeing the notebook he was holding, she was shocked. After shrinking into the quilt, she carefully looked at whether there were any patterns on the notebook he had in Chen Yu's hand.

Chen Yu, who had long noticed that the short-haired girl woke up but did not take action, chose to observe in secret, finally seemed to realize something.

The book that was just about to pull out from the quilt was stuffed back quietly.

"You're awake?"

Babyface is very alert: "What do you want to do?"

Chen Yu introduced himself: "I am the temporary administrator of a nearby newspaper booth. I received a message from the smart camera and rushed over to take care of you."

Babyface: "Oh."

Obviously there is not too much desire to communicate.

Chen Yu didn't feel any frustration, although to outsiders, they were about the same age as they were very good at talking to young people of the same age.

But Chen Yu knew that he was several years older than this baby-faced girl.

Moreover, he used to be a teacher, so he naturally had a good impression of children at this stage of education.

So he still asked with a smile: "My name is Chen Yu, what's your name?"

Baby face is silent.

Chen Yu didn't say anything, but just looked at the baby face gently and waited for his answer.

Under the pressure of this gaze that could almost be called "love", the baby face finally came to an end.

"Duan Wuru."

Communication of names is the first step to opening your heart.

Chen Yu used to be a university teacher, but basically had no experience of calling his classmates to the office to talk.

But this did not prevent him from training this content in the normal school major when he was studying.

The next step is to slowly establish a relatively less opposed and vigilant relationship with this baby-faced girl with a sincere attitude and a friendly tone.

"Duan Wuru, a good name..."

Chen Yu was just about to start with the name to increase the other party's favorability, but suddenly he found that the name was extremely familiar with it.

Isn’t this the author of the article that the original owner tried hard to stop him from submitting to?!

"You are the author of "The Sin of Memory"!"

Duan Wuru's eyes widened, like a frightened hamster: "You, you... do you know?"

The situation went in reverse instantly.

Chen Yu's mind was very messy now.

He knew that the original owner's death could not be blamed on Duan Wuru.

It’s like if you don’t win the lottery, you can’t blame the number passed by the Arabs for being unlucky.

But... this involves a living life after all.

And I don’t know if Chen Yu thought too much or why, he always felt that the original owner’s death was not that simple.

Maybe Duan Wuru has no responsibility, but Duan Wuru should not be able to get rid of contact completely, so Shen Yu's attitude has become a bit complicated now.

After all, he has worked in the ivory tower of the school for many years and has not had much experience as a social old man.

So for a while, he didn't know how to get along with Duan Wuru.

Get close to Chen Yu has a small bump in his heart.

Be alienated, but what mistake did they make?

Duan Wuru didn't think as much as Chen Yu thought. It was the first time he had met a newcomer author mentality with a small fan.

It is impossible to be a big shot.

It can be said that the new author's expectations and likes for small fans are no less than the admiration of idols by small fans.
Chapter completed!