Nian Ueno

That evening, Jiang Weixi was editing videos in her dormitory.

After I finished editing and posted it, I looked up the comments and found one saying that she had plagiarized someone else's content.

[This episode sounds familiar... Oh right, I remember now, it's almost identical to what @爱吃菠萝的思思 posted. Did the blogger plagiarize?]

Jiang Weixi was a little puzzled. These were all scripts she had written herself. She clicked on the homepage of Sisi, who loved eating pineapples.

It turned out to be Zhao Sisi.

Jiang Weixi watched her video from beginning to end, and anger rose in her heart.

It was clearly Zhao Sisi who plagiarized her content.

However, Zhao Sisi showed her face while providing commentary, and she had more fans than Zhao Sisi.

Zhao Sisi's account has more than 50,000 followers, and she has created a persona for herself as a smart and beautiful academic achiever.

Jiang Weixi was a little angry. Zhao Sisi used the same scripts she wrote for many of her videos. They were almost identical, and she didn't bother to change a single word. She just read them out herself and claimed them as her own content.

Jiang Weixi replied to the netizen who left her a message.

[Please take a close look at the posting time; it was clearly that "Sisi Who Loves Pineapples" who plagiarized my content.]

She sent a private message to Sisi, who loves pineapple, demanding that she take down the video.

The other party did not reply.

Jiang Weixi began to reflect on why other people's social media accounts had so many followers.

Could it be because she showed her face?

Jiang Weixi wavered. Should she also show her face?

She commented under the account of [Sisi who loves pineapples], saying that she plagiarized.

The other party's mindless fans sent her private messages to insult her.

Jiang Weixi typed rapidly on the keyboard, engaging in a flurry of typing as she battled her opponent.

I only stopped typing when my fingers started to ache.

Jiang Weixi sent her last message, then blocked the other person, not giving them a chance to speak. She then turned off her computer and prepared to go to sleep.

All her other roommates were already in bed; she was the last one.

Jiang Weixi turned off the light and climbed the ladder to bed in the dark.

She suddenly felt dizzy and almost fell off the ladder. She quickly grabbed the railing and fell onto the bed.

It took her a while to calm down and turn on the night light.

A buzzing sound filled my ears.

Jiang Weixi had a bad feeling. She put on her Bluetooth headphones, randomly picked a song, and turned the volume up.

But the sound that reached her ears was muffled.

Her heart skipped a beat, and she immediately found Dr. Chen's chat window in the chat list.

[Reeds and Rushes: Dr. Chen, are you there? I suddenly can't hear anything, and there's a constant buzzing in my ears.]

She gripped her phone tightly, her fingertips icy cold.

[Dr. Chen: Don't panic, calm down, take a deep breath, and calm yourself down first.]

[Dr. Chen: Have you been lacking rest lately? Have you been experiencing significant mood swings?]

[Jianjia Cangcang: Yes, I haven't been resting well lately, and my emotions have been fluctuating a lot.]

[Dr. Chen: Get plenty of sleep and avoid emotional outbursts.]

[Dr. Chen: I'll mail you one capsule first. I'll send it via express; you should receive it tomorrow. Try taking one first.]

[Reeds and Rushes: Okay, thank you, Dr. Chen.]

[Dr. Chen: Get some rest early tonight and make sure you get enough sleep. Check on your hearing tomorrow morning to see how much it has recovered.]

[蒹葭苍苍: Mm.]

Jiang Weixi tried to calm herself down and fall asleep.

The next morning.

When Jiang Weixi woke up, she first took out her phone to test her hearing, which seemed to have recovered somewhat.

The deliveryman called to say there was an urgent package and he was waiting downstairs.

Jiang Weixi hurriedly went downstairs to pick up the package, which contained capsules sent by Dr. Chen.

It's about the size of a fingernail, and the concentrated liquid inside is the essence extracted from hundreds of kilograms of precious medicinal herbs.

Jiang Weixi put the small capsule in her mouth, bit it open, and tasted a slightly bitter and sweet flavor on her tongue.

She had a class this morning, so she asked the teacher for leave.

After taking the capsule, I went to sleep.

I slept until 3 p.m.

She was woken up by her roommate's voice.

Jiang Weixi rubbed her ears, knowing that her hearing had recovered, and breathed a sigh of relief.

Su Di: "Xi Xi, you're finally awake. We called you for a long time at noon, but you didn't respond."

Tang Tang: "I was so scared that I quickly climbed up to see what was wrong with you, but it turned out you were just asleep."

Cheng Anuo: "Xixi, did you not sleep at all last night?"

Jiang Weixi: "Yeah, I didn't sleep well last night, so I slept quite soundly during the day."

Su Di: "You were sleeping so soundly, we called you loudly for ages..."

Jiang Weixi didn't know how to explain, so she remained silent.

Actually, it was because she had been deaf for a period of time, so she slept very soundly.

With her hearing restored, Jiang Weixi was in a good mood. She put on light makeup, prepared to grab something to eat, and then went to her evening class.

She told Dr. Chen the news.

[Reeds and Rushes: Dr. Chen, I took the capsule this morning and then took a nap. I'm feeling better now.]

[Dr. Chen: That's good. Actually, I suggest you take one pill every two weeks.]

[Reeds and rushes: But I don't have that much money on me...]

[Dr. Chen: You won't be able to apply after the day after tomorrow. The next batch won't be available for another six months. Please think about it again.]

[蒹葭苍苍: Okay.]

Jiang Weixi's good mood vanished instantly, and a cloud of gloom settled over her heart.

The year she finished the college entrance exam, she thought a brand new life was about to begin, but then she suddenly lost her sense of smell.

I went to many hospitals for examinations, but they couldn't find out the cause.

In the end, only Dr. Chen provided the answer.

She has progressive idiopathic sensory-linked degeneration syndrome, abbreviated as PISCDS.

It is an extremely rare disease with an unknown cause and is not life-threatening.

However, her five senses will deteriorate; she will gradually lose her hearing, smell, taste, sight, and temperature.

Completely sever the connection with this world.

The only way to slow down the decline in the five senses is to take inhibitors.

At that time, only one inhibitor produced in Switzerland was available for treatment.

The more effective the inhibitor, the more expensive it is.

However, inhibitors only have the effect of suppression; they cannot repair or heal.

Over the years, her sense of smell has been fluctuating, sometimes she can't smell anything at all.

The newly developed essence capsules seem to have nourishing properties.

Jiang Weixi saw hope.

She longs to hear the cicadas chirping in summer, to smell the osmanthus blossoms filling the campus in autumn, to taste the flavors of sweet, sour, bitter, spicy, and salty, and to feel the biting wind of winter...

She didn't want to become someone who felt nothing.

I can't hear, see, smell, taste, feel hot or cold, feel pain, or feel the warmth of an embrace.

A soul trapped inside a body.

She couldn't bear to think about that scene...

She needs money, lots and lots of money.

Yesterday, she experienced hearing problems, which panicked her and made her need for money even more urgent.

into the night.

Jiang Weixi lay on the bed, preparing to launch a fierce attack on Mr. Liu Liu, who had been missing for a week.

[Gentle Little Rabbit: Brother, are you there?]

[Gentle Little Bunny: Aren't you done yet?]

[Gentle Bunny: Have you really forgotten about Bunny?]

[Gentle Little Rabbit: Waaaaah... I'm so sad, brother, don't you want me anymore?]

[Gentle Little Bunny: Posted over a dozen sad, crying bunny emojis in a row.]

Jiang Weixi stared at the screen expressionlessly.

She made a decision: if Mr. Liu still didn't reply today, she would look for the next big fish.

Late at night, in the United Front Work Department office.

Ji Dongxun was flipping through documents, his slender fingers holding a fountain pen.

His gaze swept over the character for "rabbit" on the document, and he inexplicably thought of a gentle little rabbit.

He deliberately turned off his alternate account, so he wouldn't receive any message notifications.

I wonder if she's sent me any messages recently.

Ji Dongxun, as if possessed, picked up his phone and unsealed his alternate account.

Hundreds of unread messages popped up in a row.