You Are Naturally Ordinary 37: Chapter 37
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Today is Thanksgiving! To express gratitude to those who clicked, recommended, and collected "You Are Originally Ordinary," I am adding an extra update! 0
 
Additionally, Kouxin has a few words to say. Previously, some friends raised questions, such as why Ouyang Zixin could see things as a baby after being reborn, which seems illogical. Also, if one can accept reincarnation and time travel, why not cultivation? These questions have gradually become clearer in the text over the past few days. Have you figured it out? 0
 
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No matter how the world changes outside, the secluded mountains and fields at the border of Exiled Nation remain calm. 0
 
Master Rong, who has always been elusive, has not left this place for an entire month. Every day, he wears an inexplicable smile. Liu Ying and Liu Lu have privately speculated about what could make him so happy. Unfortunately, they do not dare to ask Rong Yi, so they naturally cannot guess the reason. 0
 
Ouyang Zixin has been awake for more than half a month. Aside from feeling a bit weak, her recovery has been very good. After walking through the gates of hell, she has become much calmer; her once vibrant personality seems to have vanished, replaced by a serene demeanor that exudes a captivating charm. 0
 
"Girl, I came to see you." As usual, every day after Ouyang Zixin wakes up from her nap, Rong Yi comes to check on her, and today is no exception. From afar, his joyful voice can be heard. 0
 
"Uncle, are you very free lately?" Wasn't he supposed to be elusive? Wasn't his whereabouts supposed to be mysterious? 0
 
Ouyang Zixin pressed her temples, genuinely puzzled. She was already fine; why did Rong Yi insist on coming to check on her every day? It was almost like clockwork. Moreover, he didn't just come; he chattered endlessly. Is this still the Rong Yi she knows? 0
 
"Aren't I just concerned about you?" Rong Yi glanced at Ouyang Zixin and thought to himself that this girl really knows how to pretend; she clearly admires him so much. 0
 
"What book are you reading today?" Ignoring Ouyang Zixin's impatient tone, he leaned in to see what she was looking at. Ever since discovering that little book last time, Rong Yi has paid close attention to what Ouyang Zixin reads. 0
 
"Do you want to take a look again?" She raised her hand and presented the Flora Collection in front of Rong Yi. Several books had already been taken away before; she had no idea what Rong Yi was planning. 0
 
Rong Yi dodged the book she offered with a swift movement. What’s so interesting about flowers and plants? He wasn’t going to take it. Instead, he turned around and found a chair closer to Ouyang Zixin. 0
 
"Girl, how are you feeling today?" For the past half month, Ouyang Zixin has been obediently taking her medicine on time. Considering the time that has passed, she should be fine now. 0
 
 
"Much better than yesterday. I've read more than half of the book and don't feel tired at all." Ouyang Zixin tilted her head and replied after a moment of thought, putting down the Flora Collection. 0
 
"That's great. Since that's the case..." 0
 
Before Rong Yi could finish speaking, Ouyang Zixin called out to Liu Ying outside the door, asking her to bring in a pot of the flower tea she had prepared today. She then turned back to Rong Yi and said, "I suppose you have something to discuss with me, but before that, please try my new flower tea." 0
 
It turned out that this girl was reading the Flora Collection to prepare flower tea for me. Rong Yi felt a sense of pride; he had indeed not misjudged her—she was a good girl. 0
 
Liu Ying quickly entered with a tea tray, about to brew tea for Rong Yi, but saw that Ouyang Zixin had already gotten out of bed, taking the teapot herself to brew tea for Rong Yi. 0
 
Understanding that the two had matters to discuss, Liu Ying discreetly stepped out and closed the door behind her, waiting at a distance in the courtyard. 0
 
"Master Rong, please enjoy the tea." Ouyang Zixin held the teacup with both hands, standing there as small as she was, only reaching up to Rong Yi's chest. 0
 
Rong Yi was so focused on the fact that this flower tea was specially prepared for him by Ouyang Zixin that he smiled broadly without noticing her different way of addressing him compared to before. He squinted his eyes and reached out to take the teacup. 0
 
"Girl, ever since you woke up, you've become increasingly sensible. Very good, very good; you have won my heart, hahaha..." 0
 
Ouyang Zixin owed her survival to Rong Yi, so since the day she woke up, even if she didn't say it aloud, she felt grateful in her heart. Today, sensing that Rong Yi had something to say, Ouyang Zixin took the initiative to pour tea as a way of thanking him. 0
 
"The master's life-saving grace is like being reborn; I will certainly remember it in my heart. Pouring tea as thanks is only proper. It was just because I was feeling unwell earlier that I delayed until today." Ouyang Zixin smiled lightly and formally bowed to Rong Yi to express her gratitude. 0
 
Upon hearing this, Rong Yi paused mid-sip, his smile instantly freezing at the corners of his mouth as he looked at Ouyang Zixin in disbelief. "Girl, what’s wrong with you? Are you unwell?" 0
 
Saying this, he quickly set down his teacup and extended two fingers to release Mysterious Energy to check on Ouyang Zixin's condition. 0
 
Ouyang Zixin calmly took a step back to avoid Rong Yi's reaching hand and lightly laughed, assuring him that she was not ill and that he need not worry. 0
 
 
"Something's not right, it's too off." Ouyang Zixin had never spoken so seriously to herself before, and thinking back to the scene of serving tea, Rong Yi felt a surge of doubts. 0
 
"Uncle, I've already thanked you. If you have something to say, just say it." Ouyang Zixin retreated back to the bedside, sitting on the edge of the bed and staring intently at Rong Yi. 0
 
"You, I, you just..." Rong Yi had never been in the world where Ouyang Zixin lived in her previous life; otherwise, he would definitely give a thumbs up and praise her—an award-winning actress! 0
 
"What? Uncle, don't you have anything to say to me?" Ouyang Zixin looked at Rong Yi's dumbfounded expression and deliberately sized him up a few times, her teasing tone was quite infuriating. 0
 
Coughing, that brat was clearly doing it on purpose. Rong Yi picked up the teacup, trying to cover up his earlier embarrassment with tea drinking, but unexpectedly, Ouyang Zixin didn't refill his cup at all, so he awkwardly set it back down. 0
 
"Well, I did come here today for a reason." It wasn't entirely Ouyang Zixin's fault for acting this way; after all, she had just woken up that day and was eager to know what had happened in her dreams and mind. However, Rong Yi dismissed her inquiries by saying that she hadn't fully recovered from her major incident, and for the next half month, he said nothing about it. 0
 
"Oh?" Ouyang Zixin's tone rose as if she knew it all along. In the past, she would have been at a disadvantage in such situations, but things were different now. If Rong Yi didn't speak, she wouldn't ask another word. 0
 
It is said that after facing life-and-death situations, people either become despondent and timid or undergo a transformation and live a new life. Ouyang Zixin clearly wasn't the former; as for whether she had undergone a transformation, she couldn't say yet, but her previous impulsive nature had completely changed. 0
 
Was this girl still the one who liked to bicker with him? Was she still the one who always fell into his traps and avoided trouble at all costs? 0
 
Rong Yi looked at Ouyang Zixin, countless thoughts flashing through his mind. A child only five years old could grow so quickly in such a short time; it truly was... 0
 
Heartwarming! 0
 
 
 
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