svetikya Chapter 677 What Have I Done? !
Chapter 677 What Have I Done? !
"Whether my teacher has a good temper or not is not for you to decide. Well, is there anything else you need? Sorry, I can't hand my friend over to you just by your mouth. I will take her home. If you are worried that I have bad intentions towards her, you can accompany me for a while."
Like a sharp sword that has just been unsheathed, I have to say that I always have thousands of ways to deal with such people.
"Of course I believe that you are fine. I want to express my apologies for my offense just now. Just don't talk about these things with you all the time... Uh, you probably don't know, right?"
"Hmm? Unfortunately, my teacher probably already knows all this. Don't worry, I will tell my teacher about this. I mean to reassure myself."
It's normal to say bad things about me. I'm not a very likable person, and what I do does make a lot of people feel annoyed. But if my colleagues hate me, that's a problem.
Adults hate me because I harm their interests, businessmen hate me because I want to know the source and destination of every bill, and professors hate me because I will carefully check whether their data and research direction and time are in line with common sense.
As for the hatred towards colleagues who share the same goal as me, this is a very big problem. Why would I hate people who have the same goals and ideals as me, and even those who have backed each other up?
"I knew it... At first I didn't believe your identity and thought it was a fake. Now it seems that you are indeed such a hateful guy. This world is not black and white, but a touch of extreme gray."
"But a world of black and white is beautiful. Black and white should be distinct. The so-called extreme gray is just an excuse for the evildoers to avoid death for the wrong things they have done."
Staring into the other person's eyes, I have wanted to say this for a long time but couldn't say it. However, I don't need to think over every word like someone in that position. Now I just need to express my heart.
"...You are more direct than your master. Goodbye."
The god stopped watching, probably to deal with other things. He walked slowly with the child step by step to the familiar home. The key to the door was placed in the pocket on the inside of his sleeve.
It is indeed a good place to hide things. The door is easily opened. It is very clean inside and has a faint floral scent. Those are the fresh flowers that have just been replaced. Is it there every day?
He took off the pair of long boots. Many people wear boots in this kind of weather. He also took off his coat, leaving only a dress. Then he let him lie flat on the bed. He did not vomit and was able to remain energized, but he had lost the ability to organize speech. He needed to be observed for a while.
The kitchen was very clean and obviously rarely used. I cut a slice of lemon and put it in the water and swirled it around for a few times. Lemon water can relieve a headache after a hangover.
I sat quietly aside, waiting, waiting for time to pass slowly, waiting for time to slowly become longer. After an unknown amount of time, the sun slowly appeared on the horizon, and the other party also showed some signs of sobriety. Theoretically, it takes 24 hours for alcohol to be completely metabolized, but most people will be sober after eight hours.
I reached out and touched the other person's forehead. There was no fever caused by being drunk. This experience should have left some impression but not too much.
"Um……"
"Have a headache?"
"Hmm...?" Yeah, the man stood up in a daze and went to the toilet first without following me. The other person's walking was no longer unsteady, and it was obvious that he had become normal. All that would be fine was waiting for the other person's feeling to subside.
"Have some lemon water, it'll help with the headache a bit."
I did as I was told, feeling like a good child, and subconsciously reached out to touch the other person's head. The action was somewhat intimate, but it was more like a mother's concern for her child.
"…Wait, why are you in my house?!"
Yana, who was completely confused due to being drunk, could not understand the scene in front of her at all. Her best friend was sitting next to the chair beside the bed, bringing her a glass of lemonade and holding a fairy tale book in her hand to relieve her boredom. Was this a dream?
"Why do you ask? You may be a little drowsy. Because you were the one who called me here, have you forgotten? Yana, you were drunk last night and you were already drowsy and staggering. I warned you, but you insisted on trying the feeling of being drunk."
His brain, which had been messed up by alcohol, finally started to think again, and then he felt ashamed of what he had done. What kind of things had he promised? But he did get himself home safely.
"Being drunk is bad for your health. It's obvious now that you've forgotten some things because of being drunk. Luckily you're with me. Please don't drink with others casually, especially so much. I've also made a note that you can only drink three glasses of strong liquor at most. If you drink more, you'll be dizzy and vomit."
Seriously tell the other party and record the results. Yana quietly lowered her head and listened carefully to the other party's motherly sermon, but the voice was very nice, so she could accept the sermon.
"So do you understand? Yana... Well, you are listening to my voice carefully, right? Yesterday you told me that you really like my voice, and you also said that you like my teacher very much. Did I tell you that my teacher is Miss Norinxi, whom you admire..."
"...I must be dreaming." Finally, I decided to drink the glass of lemonade and lay back on the bed.
"You're not dreaming, Xiao Yana... But now that you're awake, it's time for me to leave. I haven't slept all night, and I'm a little sleepy. I need to go back and get some good sleep."
Let’s go and see if that colleague from yesterday actually brought them to justice!
She left the room very calmly, and it was not until a long time after she left that Yana suddenly sat up and patted her head.
"Oh my god, what on earth did I say?! I confessed my feelings? And I confessed my feelings to the teacher in front of the students? How can this be forgiven? Oh my god, wait, this must be a dream, this must be a dream..."
The memory in the dream is very confused. I should remember that I liked Nuolinxi very much, and I also liked...
I don’t remember the rest very clearly, but I liked two people at the same time, and in front of my students, oh my god…