Seven years after my death, the male protagonist of the substitute novel was criticized

Chapter 5 Do you think I'm not a human?
When Lin Lu got up to eat, Pei Yizhou had already recovered into the state she expected his brother to be.

"Come and eat. We're out of ingredients at home, so I asked someone to send over some ready-made seafood sashimi and desserts. See if you like them." The table was filled with unheated food.

Lin Lu didn't notice it, as she was completely attracted by the milky aroma of the dessert. She picked up a piece of taro ice cheese snow scallop and stuffed it into her mouth, then gave a thumbs up to indicate that it was delicious.

Pei Yizhou smiled for the first time in a long time, picked up a sweet shrimp and put it on the plate in front of her. Just as he was about to say something casual, Lin Lu suddenly looked at the French window and asked, "Why are you still drawing the curtains during the day?"

His smile froze, and then he jokingly said, "I'm afraid you're not real, so I don't dare to see the sun."

Lin Lu's eyebrows were arched like a caterpillar: "Of course I am real. There was still sunlight when I woke up in the park. Many people saw me along the way. The security guard at the entrance of the community office even talked to me. Anyway, I am not a ghost... Actually, it's possible. How about we open the curtains a little and try?"

It's hard to say which one is more unbelievable, time travel or a ghost story.

Holding the snow pearl in her mouth, she stretched out her hand in the little sunlight left at the junction of the curtains, quickly retracted her hand, and then carefully stretched it out again. She repeated this three or four times before finally feeling relieved.

"Look, I'm not afraid of the sun. I can rule out ghosts and vampires." Sure enough, science fiction is easier to accept than fantasy.

Pei Yizhou's pounding heart slowed down, and his tense expression relaxed a little: "Yes, I saw it."

But the curtains were still closed and not opened.

Lin Lu was coaxed back to continue eating breakfast and the sweet shrimp on the plate. She was not used to such a quiet atmosphere and Pei Yizhou's occasional gaze, so she asked, "Brother, have you had a hard time these years? This house must be expensive, and you insisted on looking for me. It must have cost a lot of money, right? You reeked of alcohol last night and looked very tired. I told you before not to stay up late, and to pay attention to your health while making money."

"Not bad. And if I hadn't earned more money to buy this house, you might not have been able to find your way back. You always forget my phone number." Pei Yizhou continued to feed her.

It’s quite embarrassing to say, Lin Lu just never took the trouble to remember anyone’s number.

Speaking of numbers, she then asked about her cell phone and friends.

"Is my cell phone unusable? Can you buy me another one so I can contact everyone... Can I contact everyone? My situation should be very rare. Will I be discovered and then taken away for slices and research?" His voice became smaller and smaller, and his expression became serious.

"So you have to stay by my side. I will find time to deal with the phone issue. You just stay home and rest for now. I will accompany you." He didn't mention anything else and seemed to just answer the questions briefly.

Lin Lu could only ask again: "What about your job? You can't take leave every day, right?"

Pei Yizhou: "I don't work for the company you were optimistic about. I started my own company. As the boss, I don't have to report every day."

She showed a surprised expression, blinked her eyes, and leaned in to ask, "What does the company do? Can I go? My current identity and education are invalid, so I can't work normally, but I can help you first."

"Like mopping the floor, which makes things worse?" Pei Yizhou looked at her.

“……” She sat back angrily and continued eating sweet shrimp.

Pei Yizhou comforted her: "Don't worry too much, just rest at home for a while, and I will make the next plan after I process your identity information."

She could only nod in agreement.

After dinner, Pei Yizhou went to the kitchen to wash the dishes. Lin Lu looked at his elegant and handsome back, pursed her lips, scanned the entire living room several times, and found his mobile phone on the sofa. After turning it on and pressing the volume button, she found that the phone was always in silent mode. The date showed 2024/11/13, which was indeed nine years away from her eighteenth birthday.

The screen showed many missed calls and unread messages, including those from the property management and Xu Jiayan. The latest message was from Ding Zitong.

Ding Zitong was her high school and college classmate.

As far as she could remember, Ding Zitong and Pei Yizhou were not close enough to add each other's contact information.

The smell of alcohol, the strange look in his eyes, the living room blocked by curtains, the calm attitude that was too easy to accept science fiction facts, the vague answers that avoided the main point... Pei Yizhou felt very strange.

This strange feeling became even worse when all three meals in the evening and the next day were seafood sashimi and desserts.

Lin Lu stood at the dining table and confronted Pei Yizhou.

"Why don't you give me hot food? I told you I was cold and I needed hot food, but you kept giving me cold food. And you never let me eat so much sweets before."

Pei Yizhou was becoming more and more afraid to sleep these past two days. He was in a very bad state. The bright light in the living room made him dizzy. His breathing pulled at his temples, causing cramps. He only felt better by leaning on the dining table.

He didn't want to answer such a cruel question, but he still patiently comforted her: "There are no ingredients in the refrigerator, and I haven't cooked for a long time. I'm worried that you don't like it."

"But the water you poured for me was always cold. You never let me drink cold water in the winter."

Pei Yizhou was speechless.

Lin Lu continued calmly, "You fed me cold food and cold water, and the air conditioner temperature was getting higher and higher. You were sweating in a shirt, but I was still wearing a thick coat. Brother, I'm not a fool. You still don't think I'm a normal person after I came back."

And he was too calm, his gentle expression seemed like a mask. Was this a normal reaction to hearing that his sister suddenly reappeared with amnesia after seven years of disappearance?

Pei Yizhou wanted to find some excuses to get away with it, but Lin Lu was very familiar with his words and deeds. He glared at him and said, "Don't lie. I hate white lies the most. Just tell me, do you still think I'm a ghost? Or do you think I'm not a normal person? Judging from your behavior, it's really a death sentence..."

"Don't talk nonsense." The word "death" pierced Pei Yizhou's heart like a needle, and he scolded.

Facing Lin Lu's stubborn look, he closed his eyes, and after a moment of silence, he pretended to be relaxed and said: "You should have noticed that your body is indeed abnormal now. But don't worry, I checked various news reports and information. Most people believe that time travel is the reorganization of cell molecules, so some abnormal symptoms will appear during this period. It is best not to touch food with thermal radiation."

"Really? You think so?" She was skeptical.

"Of course, you can bask in the sun, see people, and eat. You are not a ghost, but a living person. Even if I don't understand the various underlying scientific principles, I can only believe this statement and follow it. Many science fiction movies say this."

Pei Yizhou didn't know whether he was trying to convince her or himself. His reaction was like that of an actor in a science fiction movie, and he took it for granted after being distressed.

It’s just that the movie actors are performing according to the script, while he believes in it willingly.

　Shock! A man named Pei raised his sister who ran back from the snowy mountains for no apparent reason as a snow ghost. What was he thinking? ! Please wait for the author of this tabloid to explore and report further.

　　
　
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