Maybe I can't have normal youth

Chapter 122

Emm...Obviously so sleepy, but not asleep?

Zhao Baian felt that after lying on the bed for a while, he became more sober.But the body has a sense of ease that is difficult to control, very light and light.

That being the case, it is boring to continue sleeping.So she sat up from the bed.

Huh?This...what is going on?

Zhao Baian obviously sat up, his eyes changed.But the quilt was not lifted, and she saw that her hands were still criss-crossed on her stomach.

Zhao Baian was stunned and turned her head abruptly, even more so that she was completely scared.

That she... that Zhao Bai'an, was asleep on the bed.And Zhao Baian looked at his transparent self, this sense of relief seemed to be a feeling of separation between body and soul.

It seems that the soul is really gone.

The transparent Zhao Baian slowly floated into the air, just looking at her with her eyes closed, and she didn't know what to do.

Suddenly, the surrounding scenes changed. Zhao Baian saw her "corpse" lying on the bed slowly disappearing, and all that was left was her ethereal colorless shadow.

And the dormitory around her also became blurred as the body faded. When it became clear again, she had already come to a room.

Zhao Bai'an couldn't be more familiar with this room, it was Oscar's room.There are several pots of different green plants on the pure white walls and desks, blue beds and bay windows.

There are succulents, sweet-scented osmanthus and the like, all small potted plants, and the room is clean and vigorous.

On the small clusters of low osmanthus cutting branches, the yellow stars dotted and bloomed really blooming, adding a kind of delicate elegance to the room.Think it should be the autumn season now.

The faint scent of sweet-scented osmanthus is floating in the whole room, which makes people feel happy.

Although I have been here many times, the surrounding environment still makes Zhao Bai'an couldn't help but feel that Oscar is so powerful.

Zhao Baian was originally a plant killer, the kind of killer who didn't even want to survive the cactus in her hands, so seeing someone who has successfully cultivated plants like this, there is always a feeling of admiration in his heart.

Zhao Baian's eyes continued to look around, and suddenly a person walked into the door and appeared in front of her, naturally it was Oscar.

Zhao Baian couldn't help but stepped forward to greet her, but when his hand touched her body, he actually passed by.Only then did Zhao Bai'an remember his illusory situation.

"Oh!" Zhao Baian couldn't help but sighed, and then, afraid of scaring Oscar, she hurriedly covered her mouth.

However, Zhao Bai'an's worries were unnecessary, Oscar did not look back at all, and the other party seemed to be unable to hear her.

She should have been completely ignored, as if she didn't exist in this space.

Oscar leaned her cheeks in her hands and tilted her head, as if thinking about something very important.Suddenly she stood up suddenly from the stool, and began to rummaged in the room constantly, muttering in her mouth as she searched, "I must make a gift that Xiao Bai likes, I believe I can do it!"

Suddenly, Oscar saw some paper shells piled up on the wall in the room. When she had a clever, she seemed to have an idea that she thought was very good.She blinked, and became a little excited.

She shook the dusty paper shell twice quickly, and placed it on a clean table.

After everything was done, she looked at her newly bought bed sheet with floral cloth again.The sheets are stacked next to the blue bed, maybe I plan to change them later.

"It's so beautiful... this is my favorite, or I can decorate it with this thing." Oscar muttered to herself, then picked up the bed sheet and started to pull it forcefully.

"Oh, what's the situation? I still don't believe it, I don't believe it!" Oscar pulled the sheets for a long time without being able to pull the sheets, a little angry.

She felt that she had received strong resistance to the tugging, so she blamed all the sins on the bed sheet for a while.

She slammed the bed sheet back to the bed, but the bed sheet itself was light and fluttering, so naturally she finally stuck it gently on the bed.Then Oscar kept flipping through the matching drawers of the desk.

After a while, she took out a pair of scissors from the drawer.

She cut it with a merciless knife, and saw that the good bed sheet instantly split into two under the damage of the scissors.

Oscar put down the scissors and began to tear it relentlessly, cutting through the sky with a loud noise.

"Tear...Tear...Tear..." After a loud noise, a good sheet became torn apart like that.

But Oscar looked at her masterpiece with satisfaction. She took out a colored pen and began to draw patterns on the torn sheet.

There are heart shapes, butterfly shapes, rectangles, squares, and a lot of rhombuses and triangles. Every piece of rag is extremely careful.She has been known as a master craftsman since junior high school, and has won many awards in competitions as a junior group.So all these seemingly chaotic steps must have a complete idea in her mind.

She deliberately bypassed all the positions of the patterns and tried to keep them in the normal patterns that she had cut, which required a lot of care.

Oscar spent a long time on this project alone, and when everything was completed, she sat on the stool a little tired.

Then, unconsciously wiped the sweat beads on his forehead with his hands.

"Oh my God, did you become so tired if you didn't do this for too long? Is this the wasted years!"

Zhao Baian watched from the sidelines. Although he couldn't see exactly what Oscar wanted to do, he laughed unconsciously when he heard her monologue.

Suddenly, Zhao Baian wanted to ridicule O Scarlett, and he couldn't help but let out a voice again: "Scarlett, what are you doing?"

However, Oscar still did not respond, Zhao Baian tried to pat her shoulder again, but the situation was the same as last time, Zhao Baian's hand passed directly through her body.

Zhao Baian withdrew his hand back and sighed helplessly.I really don't know how long it will take her to adapt, she is just a passerby in this space, in this space, she has no autonomy.

At the same time, Zhao Bai'an also discovered that in this space, she and Oscar had the same consciousness.But Oscar could not perceive Zhao Baian, but Zhao Baian could perceive her.

Regardless, Zhao Baian seems to understand the meaning of her being here.Then from Oscar's perspective, let's empathize with you!

"Oh! Look at my mind, how did I forget important things!" Oscar said to herself again.

She stood up from the stool again, and began to turn around. After a while, she found some hard colored cardboard and placed it on the table.

Oscar sat back on the table again, and then began to get busy with her hands on the table.

She first cut the harder paper shell into equal squares, and then picked up the glue beside the table.

She cut some of the remaining cloth strips that she had just cut, and began to wrap them by pressing the edges of the square with glue.

After the first step was completed, she began to take the stapler and stapled all the equal squares together.

As for the edges, she still wrapped them with the remaining cloth strips.

The extremely preliminary look has been completed, and Oscar looked at the work in her hand with a trace of pride and pride passing through her eyes.Zhao Baian was next to her, and Zhao Baian couldn't hide these little details.

The next step is the second step, which requires more meticulousness and patience, as well as handy small tools.

What was before her eyes was nothing more than an ordinary paper shell like a tree, with some parts still showing the original color.

Oscar picked up another small pair of scissors from the table and began to trim the burrs.When this step was completed, she found out another version of fifty-six-color colored pens, first squinted and thought about it, then picked two of them, and began to paint on the white spots.

After applying a layer of background color, she immediately picked out a few new colors, did not write a draft, and continued to paint in the blank space.

The colored pens kept sliding in her hand, and gradually, various painted patterns appeared on the ordinary paper shell.

There are flowers, birds, and various butterflies flying through it. Although the details are a bit messy, the whole is very colorful.

But Oscar frowned, as if not particularly satisfied with it.Maybe there was some deviation from the final version in her mind.

Thanks for reading~

(End of this chapter)