He is a sickly Cinderella

Chapter 37 [036] I'll take you there

 An Yeran's mouth corners were still a little itchy. Although she had applied some medicine at noon, the effect didn't seem to be very good.

Unexpectedly, this body would be allergic to mangoes. In the original world, she could eat three mangoes a day without any problem.

S12 transferred her physical fitness and strength from her original world, but the problems of the original owner's body were not solved.

It seems I can't eat mangoes anymore.

When she arrived at the school gate, the street was crowded with people. An Yeran had no intention of going home obediently. She took out her cell phone and called a car for herself. Soon, the car arrived and took her to a small alley.

That alley was where the original owner lived when he first traveled through time, and it was also where he and his father lived together since childhood.

As soon as I got off the car, I could see Grandma Wang selling cold noodles at the entrance of the alley.

She walked over slowly carrying her schoolbag. Grandma Wang was very skilled in cooking. Every time she set up a stall, the fragrance could be smelled from two blocks away.

There were many customers at the stall at this time, and Grandma Wang was very busy. An Yeran put down his schoolbag and immediately went over to help.

After squeezing into the crowd, she suddenly noticed that there was a boy next to Grandma Wang.

The boy looked young, delicate and fair-skinned, with black hair and lovely eyebrows and eyes. He had a pair of dark eyes that looked like sparkling obsidian.

"Grandma Wang." An Yeran called out.

The old man who was busy working heard the girl's voice, turned around in surprise, and when he saw that it was really her, he smiled so hard that he couldn't stop.

"Xiaoran is here?" Grandma Wang said with a smile.

An Yeran walked over and took a bowl of noodles from her hand, brought it to the table next to her, and said, "Yeah, come and see you."

The boy had very delicate features, but when he saw her, his handsome eyebrows slightly frowned, "Why is it you?"

An Yeran paused. Did he know him?

Seeing the strangeness in the girl's eyes, Shen Mo instantly felt the rest of the words were choked in his throat.

"You don't remember me?"

An Yeran: "..."

I'm sorry, it's not that I don't remember you, it's that I don't know you at all.

After delivering the last portion of cold noodles, Grandma Wang turned around and rubbed the boy's head. She said to An Yeran, "It's only been more than half a month since we last met. Xiaoran, have you forgotten so quickly? This is Shen Mo from Uncle Shen's family next door. He is six days younger than you."

Shen Mo?

The name sounds familiar.

"Hello!" An Yeran also reached out to touch Shen Mo's head, but was waved away by the child.

"An Yeran, don't touch me!" The boy seemed to dislike her very much.

An Yeran was stunned for a moment. Before she could say anything, Grandma Wang gently scolded her, "How can you be so rude! Call me Sister Ran."

Shen Mo pouted and turned his head away unconvinced.

An Yeran didn't care. He smiled and shook his head, indicating that it was okay, and then went back to helping Grandma Wang with her work.