Buddhist small green plum

Chapter 187
When he learned from other teachers that neither Qingran nor Xie Ying'an came to class, Old Wu panicked.

These two children have a tendency to fall in love early, and it's not that he can't see it, but he doesn't care about their grades instead of falling.

Who would have thought that today would be so out of the ordinary, that they would not come to class at the same time, and would not ask for leave.

Too much, simply too much!
When Old Wu angrily picked up his mobile phone and was about to call the two of them, Xie Ying'an called first.

Old Wu answered the phone, and before he could utter a word of accusation, Xie Ying'an on the other end said calmly: "Teacher, Li Qingran is sick, I will ask for leave for her."

"Hey, are you sick?" Old Wu was taken aback for a moment, and immediately changed his caring attitude: "Did you go to the hospital?"

Going to the hospital is naturally not going to the hospital.

Xie Ying'an explained a few words to Old Wu calmly, and asked for leave for himself by the way.

Old Wu didn't want to agree, saying that it would be good for Li Qingran to let her family take care of her. He was not far from the finals and the third year of high school, and he still had to study hard as a top priority. Barabara said a lot.

Xie Ying'an frowned, and there was already a hint of impatience in his expression. He held the phone tightly and said coldly: "I am Li Qingran's family."

After finishing speaking, regardless of the reaction of Old Wu on the other end, he hung up the phone directly.

The central air conditioner was turned on in the living room, which was much cooler than Qingran's room without the air conditioner, but Xie Ying'an didn't stay in this cool place for long, after hanging up the phone, he walked into Qingran's room lightly.

Qingran was still sleeping, he walked over and leaned over to touch her forehead again, it was not as hot as in the morning, and the fever subsided a lot.

Qingran couldn't help but shuddered at the cold touch on her forehead, she opened her eyes in bewilderment, and what she saw was still Xie Ying'an.

After sleeping for an hour, the medicine gradually started to take effect, at least the headache didn't hurt so much.

"...Didn't you go to class?" Qingran sat up, casually tied up her messy hair, and asked Xie Ying'an.

"I asked Lao Wu for leave, so I won't go today."

Xie Yingan poured another cup of hot water and handed it to her, "Is it better?"

"It's much better." Qingran actually didn't want to drink water, but he still took it and took a sip from the cup in his hand.

There is no air conditioner in the room, and the high temperature of 37° outside does not feel hot.

Her voice is hoarse than before, she will simply stop talking now, she has a terrible headache, and she must not be able to read the book, so the boring days will be a bit difficult.

Qingran was sick, but Xie Ying'an was not. He was still a healthy and normal person, and he would naturally feel hot under high temperature. It could be seen from the sweat beads that kept coming out of his forehead.

But Qingran didn't look at him, she was holding the water glass in a daze, and when she got the time, she was thinking about the back figure in her dream last night.

It may be because the memory of her previous life ended in a sharp sound of brakes, she always felt that the figure behind might be her.

If it was really her, then what happened to make her despair to that point?
Qingran thinks that her heart is quite strong, even when seeing the heroine wake up the dusty memory of 17 years, she quickly accepted the fact that there is no way to change it.

Therefore, she felt that the figure from behind might be her, but she couldn't accept that she would do such a irrational thing.

There is another possibility, could that figure from the back belong to Li Qingran in the book?

It doesn't make sense, she still remembers what the pedestrian said, the severity of the car accident is almost impossible to survive, even if saved, I'm afraid she will have to lie in bed for several years.

In this case, the timeline in the book will not match. She still remembers that Li Qingran in the book married Lin Zhou the year she graduated from high school...

Now many plots have been different from the plots in the book. During this period of time, Qingran did not deliberately alienate or avoid Xie Yingan because of his identity as the hero in the book.

Xie Ying'an was as meticulous as a hair, and he had actually discovered this subtle change a long time ago.

He took the empty cup from Qingran and asked her what would she like for breakfast?
Qingran had no appetite and didn't want to eat anything, so he just shook his head.

"No!" Xie Ying'an didn't obey her this time, he insisted: "Even if you don't have an appetite, you should eat something."

"But I'm not hungry," Qing Ran said bitterly, she didn't realize that her attitude towards Xie Ying'an was much more easy-going than others: "I think Xu Ji's buns are not bad..."

But at this point, the Xuji breakfast shop is probably closed.

She sighed, and spread her hands indifferently to Xie Ying'an who was watching her: "Let's eat with lunch later, it won't be long."

It's almost ten o'clock in the morning, two hours at most.

Xie Ying'an looked at her for a while, then stood up silently and walked out, stopped when he was almost at the door, turned around and said: "I'll go out for a while, if you feel uncomfortable, you can sleep again."

Qingran was puzzled, and just wanted to ask Xie Yingan if he was going back to school, but before he could ask, he heard the door slam shut, and the tall and thin boy was no longer in the room.

Qingran: "..."

It's pretty fast.

Qingran was no longer sleepy, but she still suffered from headache and dizziness, so she had to lie back on the bed, but this time she kept her eyes open thinking about things and did not fall asleep.

By the time Xie Yingan came back again, nearly four or ten minutes had passed, and he was sweating profusely, as if he fell into the water and came out again.

"Here's the buns you want." Xie Ying'an handed Qingran the few buns he just bought in his bag.

Before Qingran had time to ask him where he was, he just took the still warm steamed stuffed bun in a daze, a little stunned, "Did you buy steamed stuffed buns on purpose? Xu Ji hasn't confiscated the stall yet?"

Doesn't Xu Ji usually close the stall at nine o'clock in the morning?It's not like she hasn't been there after nine o'clock, the doors are always closed.

Xie Ying'an hooked the corners of her lips, raised the tails of her eyes slightly, and was in high spirits: "You are lucky today. When I passed by, Xu Ji hadn't closed the door yet."

Qingran also laughed, and then lowered her head to guess which one of the several buns was her favorite flavor.

She almost guessed it, she picked up one of the buns, put it to her lips and took a bite, and it still had the familiar taste.

The girl ate happily, her round apricot eyes curved into a crescent shape.

She was happy, and Xie Yingan was also happy.

He was still sitting on the stool beside the bed, sometimes looking at the book in his hand, sometimes looking at Qingran, his eyes full of doting.

The strategy of attacking the city is to attack the heart, but there is no shortcut to attacking the heart, only to moisten things silently.

He began to silently integrate every bit of himself into Li Qingran's life, in order to wait for the day when Li Qingran found out, so that he would never have time to escape.

(End of this chapter)