The Day of Transmigration, Shanbo Fell Ill

On the sixteenth day of the twelfth lunar month, Liang Shanbo was still in a coma with a high fever.

Today, Zhu Yingtai did not go to the lecture hall again, but stayed by Liang Shanbo's side, taking good care of him.

Even late into the night, a lamp was still burning in the schoolhouse.

Zhu Yingtai sat on her wooden couch, silently gazing at Liang Shanbo, who was still unconscious on the couch opposite her.

The lamplight flickered slightly, casting her shadow on the wall.

Yin Xin quietly entered from the outer room, glanced at Liang Shanbo on the bed, then at Zhu Yingtai, and said in a low voice, "My lord, Liang Shanbo has been unconscious with a fever for two days. What should we do? Could it be... that his life is in danger?"

Upon hearing this, Zhu Yingtai trembled slightly, turned to look at Yin Xin, and said in a low voice, "Don't talk nonsense. Brother Liang is in good health, how could he... how could he be like this?"

Yin Xin dared not say anything more, but only sighed softly and turned to go back to the outer room.

Zhu Yingtai turned her head again, looking at Liang Shanbo on the opposite couch with deep worry in her eyes.

Brother Liang, what illness have you contracted? You were always so dashing and spirited, but now you lie quietly in bed, feverish and unconscious for two days!

The night grew deeper.

Zhu Yingtai was exhausted. Unconsciously, she lowered her head and began to doze off.

a long time.

It was already past midnight.

Liang Shanbo suddenly opened his eyes.

His consciousness rose from the depths of chaos.

He felt as if he were being slowly lifted to the surface from the deepest part of the water by an invisible hand.

He found himself lying on a wooden bed in the school dormitory, with the familiar roof beams overhead and his usual quilt covering him.

The dim lamplight still shone, illuminating a figure dozing off on the wooden couch opposite, head bowed.

It was Zhu Yingtai.

He slowly sat up, his head still a little dizzy and his limbs a little weak, but the fever had subsided.

He looked at the face opposite him, which was dozing but still showing signs of exhaustion, and called out, "Brother."

Zhu Yingtai awoke with a start, looked up to see Liang Shanbo sitting on the couch, paused for a moment, then her eyes lit up with joy and surprise, her voice slightly hoarse: "Brother Liang! You're awake!"

She quickly stood up and walked to Liang Shanbo's bedside: "Brother Liang, what do you think?"

Seeing her pale face and slightly disheveled hair, Liang Shanbo asked, "Brother, what's wrong with me?"

Zhu Yingtai recounted what had happened in the past two days. She said that she found him with a high fever and unconsciousness on the morning of the fifteenth of the twelfth lunar month, and that she could not wake him up no matter what she did; she said that Mr. Meng came in person and ordered someone to invite a physician, but Physician Cui examined him for a long time but could not figure out what was wrong, only saying that it might be a case of wind-cold; she said that he had been in a high fever and unconscious for the past two days; and she said that Wang Shu, Gu Jun, Sun Yuangui, Xiao Hu, Yu Yanzhi and others had all come to visit him.

She spoke faster than usual, as if she wanted to vent all the pent-up feelings of the past two days.

Liang Shanbo listened quietly.

Zhu Yingtai asked with concern, "Brother Liang, are you still running a fever?"

Liang Shanbo reached up and touched his forehead, then shook his head: "The fever is gone."

Zhu Yingtai, however, was still worried. She bent down, reached out, and gently placed her hand on his forehead. Her hand was cool. She lingered on his forehead for a moment, then touched her own forehead for comparison, before finally letting out a long sigh of relief.

A smile played on her lips, and her voice became lighter: "It's not hot anymore, that's good."

Yin Xin, who was outside, entered upon hearing the noise. Seeing Liang Shanbo already sitting up, her eyes widened in surprise and delight: "Young Master Liang, you're awake!"

Then, Yinxin added, "You've scared my husband half to death! He's been so anxious these past two days, not eating or sleeping properly. If you don't wake up soon, I'm afraid he won't be able to hold on any longer."

Zhu Yingtai felt slightly embarrassed upon hearing this and lowered her gaze.

Liang Shanbo glanced at Yin Xin, then at Zhu Yingtai, and bowed respectfully to the two of them, saying, "My dear brothers, Si Jiu, you've worked hard these past two days."

Zhu Yingtai shook her head and remained silent.

Silverheart also fell silent.

Zhu Yingtai gazed into Liang Shanbo's eyes and said, "Brother Liang has always been in good health and has never been ill since entering the academy. How could he suddenly develop a fever and fall into a coma for two days? And how did he recover so quickly? The doctors couldn't find the cause either. This matter is truly strange."

Liang Shanbo was also secretly puzzled.

He lowered his head and thought for a moment, pondering to himself: "I've been in this world for a year now, and my physical abilities have always been extraordinary. I've never been sick before. How could I suddenly have a high fever and be unconscious for two days? And then suddenly recover at midnight?"

Last year, on the fifteenth of the twelfth lunar month, was the very day I transmigrated into this world. Could this illness be related to transmigration? Could there be some mysterious aspect to it? For example, is it that this body possesses extraordinary physical abilities, requiring two days of high fever and unconsciousness on the day of transmigration to recuperate?

It was difficult to understand for a time.

This matter is too bizarre to be told to anyone, including Zhu Yingtai.

He raised his head, looked at Zhu Yingtai, and smiled slightly: "Perhaps I caught a cold the other day, and the wind evil invaded my body. What the doctor said is not unreasonable. As for the sudden recovery, I suppose my body is still strong. I just got through the fever for two days. My dear brother, you don't need to worry. I'm fine now."

Zhu Yingtai nodded, thinking that was roughly the case.

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Wansong Academy is going on holiday for the Lunar New Year. The holiday will last for a month, and teachers and students will go home to celebrate the New Year.

The journey from Qiantang to Shangyu was originally planned to take the route through Shanyin; however, Liang Shanbo and Zhu Yingtai decided not to travel together. The Zhu family of Shangyu had already sent people to fetch Zhu Yingtai, making it inconvenient for her to travel with Liang Shanbo.

It was the evening of the 19th day of the twelfth lunar month.

A single lamp flickered dimly in the schoolhouse, while the charcoal brazier still retained some warmth.

Liang Shanbo and Zhu Yingtai sat facing each other on their respective wooden couches, the lamplight illuminating their two young faces.

Tomorrow will be the day we part ways.

Zhu Yingtai called softly, "Brother Liang."

Liang Shanbo looked up: "Hmm?"

Zhu Yingtai said, "When I return home for the New Year this year, please convey my regards to your mother."

Liang Shanbo nodded: "Okay."

Zhu Yingtai lowered her head, looking at the charcoal fire, the flames dancing in her eyes.

Liang Shanbo called out softly, "Brother."

Zhu Yingtai looked up: "Hmm?"

Liang Shanbo laughed and said, "When you return home this year for the New Year, please also give my regards to your father and mother."

Zhu Yingtai paused for a moment, then nodded: "Okay."

She lowered her head again.

She knew that Brother Liang would convey her regards to Aunt Lu on her behalf, but she would not convey Brother Liang's regards to her own parents. Therefore, she suddenly felt a little ashamed and a sense of inexplicable melancholy arose in her heart.

Ever since that lake trip, when Jia Boyang questioned whether she was a woman, she became extra cautious, only able to be somewhat at ease in front of Brother Liang, because Brother Liang was a simpleton and wouldn't notice.

This time, when she returned home for the Lunar New Year, she did not want to mention Liang Shanbo, lest she arouse suspicion and questioning from her family. She was eager to spend another two or three years with Brother Liang at Wansong Academy and did not want to be stopped by her family too early.

She paused for a moment, then changed the subject: "Brother Liang, don't forget our agreement. You must wait for me at the entrance of Liu Village in Shanyin before noon on the eighteenth of the first month. If I haven't arrived by noon, then it's inconvenient for me to come."

Liang Shanbo smiled and said, "Don't worry, my dear brother. I will remember this and wait for you when the time comes."