Dedicated counselor doesn't dream of mental illness rooftop Hua Xin????

It was all just a dream within a dream.

Hua Xin clutched the blanket tightly, tears silently sliding down her face.

The dreams before were all fake.

But this last one felt so real.

Little brother's dream message had made the young girl recognize a truth she didn't want to admit.

Any lingering hope of him returning had vanished like smoke.

Hua Xin suppressed the sorrow that had welled up from the scene of parting in her dream-within-a-dream, a dream where she was alone.

But thinking of the bond that had accompanied her for eighteen years, now gone, the tears she had just wiped away filled her eyes again, her choked sobs unable to contain her deep reluctance.

"Wuwuwu, ...??, (hic) then... (sob) then I wish you... all the best (crying)."

Turning her head, Hua Xin reached out her slender, bone-defined hand to pick up a water cup, but she was startled to see a pile of snotty tissues on the floor.

The young girl froze, past memories flooding back like a tide.

Their every moment.

Their memories.

(Let's do it again today?)

[Dim yellow streetlights?? can't illuminate↓ this street???]

(This is too much, I can't help myself.)

[No matter how hard I try, I can't reach your heart????]

(The Chinese section updated again today.)

[The pouring rain lasted all night?????????]

(Just a little longer, it's almost time.)

[We're so close?? yet you can't see my tears??]

(Don't worry, I have wet wipes.)

[I know I can be replaced at any time??]

(You had a rough time this morning.)

[Yet I still can't accept this gap???]

(Today, four times...)

[Our love is like a falling meteor????...]

"Plink, plink."

Tears landed on the back of her hand.

How cruel.

You are so cruel.

Although Hu Hu was better than Little Brother in some ways, ?? had still been with her for a full eighteen years.

Did you know how she got through those eighteen years?

How would she face the coming years alone?

If anyone found out that supernatural phenomena had occurred to her, would she be dissected??

She imagined herself tied to an operating table, blindfolded, bound tightly by pure black restraints, unable to move, while outside a group of mad scientists treated her like a lab rat, holding scalpels and discussing where to make the first incision on her body...

No!!!!??

Hua Xin could no longer pretend to be strong. Pitifully??, she buried her head in the pillow and wailed loudly:

"??Come back my Little Brother???? my proudest faith?"

"??Battles vivid in my mind???? tears flow inexplicably?"

"??Vaguely recall the 'pa' and 'zi'???? and the powerful four times?"

"??All the tissues went to Yong Mei??? fighting together with Omei and Omei?"

A few minutes later, the young girl recovered from her grief.

What was there to fear?? As long as she didn't leave this room, she would never be exposed.??

"Hic."

After a bout of crying, Hua Xin hiccuped, picked up her large enamel mug, and gulped down water.

The water was quickly depleted.

The fever, sweating, and a long crying fit had left her body severely dehydrated.

"What time is it?"

The dark environment of the small room meant she could only check the time on her phone or computer.

She touched her forehead; the fever wasn't as bad, and her stuffy nose had improved considerably.

It really was true that you needed to take medicine when you were sick.

She fumbled around the head of her bed, but couldn't find her phone. The dim light made it hard to see, so she had to squint slightly.

Should I get glasses? But can you buy glasses online and have them fit properly…

Wait, she still hadn't found that rectangular object.

Where's my phone?

Where is my phone???

(Crawling… crawling…)

Hua Xin silently picked up her phone from the computer desk. Why was the screen black? Double-tap to wake it up.

1:11.

The girl suppressed the urge to type "1" and request a Hellfire.

Because below the time, there were a staggering twenty-four missed calls and friend requests.

The girl's pure white t-shirt, already damp, was immediately drenched in sweat again. The shock of the messages was more effective than any fever reducer.

T-today.

What date was it?

Hua Xin cautiously shifted her gaze to the date.

8/25…

When was the start of school again?

8/27.

She didn't need to think about it again; the answer jumped out of her mind on its own.

"No no no no no no no no no no no no no no, it's not???!!!"

"School's starting??"

Then who was calling her…

Hua Xin unlocked her phone and navigated to the missed calls page.

159811xxxxx, an unfamiliar number, one she'd never seen before.

IP Address: Magic City.

Hua Xin: "?????"

Her brain exploded. The girl suddenly remembered! She remembered everything!

"It's… it's it's it's… (trembling voice) it's…"

Her fingers trembling, the girl tapped on vx. A profile picture with pink lotus flowers and green lotus leaves appeared before her.

Flower Blooms in Wealth and Honor: "I am the counselor for the School of Management at Magic City University, Class of 2024. Please reply as soon as possible, student Hua Xin."

"It's the counselor ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!!???????"

Hua Xin threw her phone onto the bed as if it were a monstrous beast. Her eyes were filled with terror, and her face, which had regained some color, instantly turned deathly pale.

Her small hands rested on her chest, separated by a layer of slime. The girl felt like she couldn't breathe, propping herself up on the computer desk with one hand. The half-eaten bad-taste potato chips were tragically scattered on the floor due to her violent movements, as if crying out to Hua Xin, "Don't hurt me if you don't love me."

"G-going to school…"

These two words undoubtedly left about 99.1% of the shadow area in Hua Xin's heart.

Just two days ago, going out alone for the college entrance examination had almost cost her 2.5 lives. How could she possibly go out into the world again…

"Nnngh!????"

Hua Xin suddenly snatched her hand away from her left chest as if she'd been shocked. Her pale little face instantly flushed pink again, as if she'd learned how to change faces.

She subconsciously still thought she was a boy before she lost little brother, and habitually grabbed her chest as if she'd been shot.

And the bra she'd gotten from the delivery guy couldn't support the girl's size at all. After failing to communicate with the merchant, she could only tearfully use the pure white bra as a rag.

Meaning, right now…

It was the real deal… cough.

A smart girl like Hua Xin wouldn't repeat her mistakes. To avoid further chafing incidents, she had a stroke of genius and thought of an idea????.

Why not use two??

It was simply genius!

There were still plenty of ?? in the medicine box that hadn't been used. One application would last until the next morning.

Silently crawling back into bed, Hua Xin picked up her phone without hesitation and accepted Flower Blooms in Wealth and Honor's friend request.

She skillfully opened an album, which contained various medical diagnosis reports.

She'd gone during her third year of high school, over the Lunar New Year, specifically to update her patient cases when there were fewer people around, so she could continue staying home.

Silently deleting that unforgettable past, Hua Xin sent the pictures over in a batch.

"Autism, moderate corn disorder, anxiety, cognitive impairment, psychiatric diagnosis..."

Copying and pasting a section of text from somewhere, the girl sent it over after much deliberation and editing.

Hua Xin: "Respected Counselor, the above are my medical conditions. I cannot stay in the dorms. I have a place in Magic City. If you force me to attend classes or live in the dorms, I imagine the wind on the rooftop will be quite cool."

The girl happily threw herself back onto the bed.

Solved it!!??