God even has a crush on me

Chapter 282 Fang Chengjun's Promise

Under Meng Zhiqing's urging, Han Ning'er obediently took the antipyretics and drank half a cup of granules, then lay back down, and soon fell into a deep sleep again.

Meng Zhiqing sat quietly by the bed, not daring to leave her for a moment, for fear that her temperature would rise and she would have to be sent to the hospital.

After waiting like this for several hours, Han Ning'er finally woke up. The first thing she did when she opened her eyes was to recognize her life. It was another completely strange place, and a strange man was sitting there.

"Who are you?" Han Ning'er asked him curiously, her voice hoarse.

"I'm Meng Zhiqing, don't you remember me?" Meng Zhiqing replied truthfully, feeling very uncomfortable.

In my impression, she said this to him - when someone treats me well, I will not be able to distinguish between reality and fantasy, either treat everyone as one person, or forget everyone, I have a disease in my heart, you don't like me...

It turned out that this was the heart disease she was talking about?

Han Ning'er shook her head, she wanted to sit up a little bit, so she struggled.

He quickly helped her up and said in a low voice, "Does your head still hurt now?"

"It doesn't hurt anymore, it's just a little dizzy." Han Ning'er replied truthfully, then looked up at his handsome face, "I don't remember you, who are you to me?"

"I'm you." Meng Zhiqing paused for a moment, really didn't know what he was, so he said, "I'm your teacher."

"Teacher Meng?" Han Ning'er called out in a low voice.

Meng Zhiqing nodded and said, "Are you hungry?"

Han Ning'er nodded.

"Can you get out of bed? If not, I'll serve it to you."

"I'll give it a try." Han Ning'er wanted to get out of bed as he said that, and he quickly supported her.

Meng Zhiqing couldn't bear to let her go downstairs, pushed her back on the bed, and said in a low voice, "Let me bring it up for you to eat."

"Thank you, Teacher Meng." Han Ning'er smiled and said thank you.

Meng Zhi smiled lightly, turned and left.

Han Ning'er lay down for a while, looking at the white ceiling, always felt that her head was so empty...why couldn't she remember anything?

Apart from remembering that his name was Han Ning'er, he couldn't remember anything else.

Unknowingly, tears fell out of control, what happened to her?she does not know.

downstairs.

Meng Zhiqing was about to take the porridge upstairs when his cell phone rang suddenly, and when he looked at the caller ID, there were three words "Fang Chengjun" written on it.

He didn't really want to answer the man's phone, but since he called, he might as well.

"Hey?"

A deep voice came from the phone, "What is Ning'er doing with you?"

Meng Zhi snorted lightly, and said coldly, "Mr. Fang, Ning'er has already broken up with you. What do you mean by calling me?"

Fang Chengjun said in a deep voice: "No other meaning, just concerned about my woman's well-being."

"Haha..." Meng Zhiqing sneered, "Mr. Fang, I just found out today that you are funny. Ning'er doesn't belong to you anymore, understand?"

The person on the phone didn't care about what he said, and his tone was still very cold, "It may not be a good thing for Ning'er to break up with me in this way, don't let her do whatever she wants, the safest place is in school Even if you don’t do anything, as long as you don’t walk out of the school gate, there will be no danger.”

Meng Zhiwei frowned slightly, and questioned, "Did you send someone to monitor Ning'er?"

——"Be careful of Cui Junxi's people."

Meng Zhiqing was at a loss for words, it turned out that this man had never given up on Ning'er.

"Why are you doing this?" He was puzzled, there was no need to pay attention to Ning'er's affairs after breaking up, but he was still protecting her behind his back.

——"I promised a person that I would give him and Ning'er freedom. Even if Ning'er can't accept my way, I can't stop."

Meng Zhiqing was silent for a moment, then asked him: "Ning'er's brother?"

The person on the other side of the phone did not answer directly, but said: "Cui Junxi is not a person who gives up lightly, but he does not dare to act rashly. Ning'er is safe in school, remember this."

A trace of displeasure flashed across Meng Zhiqing's eyes, and he said coldly, "Do you know how sad Ning'er is?"

——"What I'm doing now is very dangerous. I can't keep her by my side. When everything is over, I will return her to a peaceful world. At that time...cough cough..."

Before finishing the conversation, he coughed uncontrollably.

Meng Zhiqing had an intuition that this man must be having a bad time, and couldn't help but be concerned: "Don't tell me you're sick too?"

——"I have a cold, is Ning'er sick?"

"The fever just subsided."

--"Thank you."

"Tch..." Meng Zhiqing snorted, "I'm not helping you by helping her, now I'm in fair competition with you, don't expect me to show mercy."

The other party didn't say anything, just cut off the phone.

A small cluster of anger was burning in Meng Zhiqing's heart, he put his phone away, and hurriedly took his food upstairs.

When he returned to the room, he found that she had already got up, and that lonely figure was standing by the window. Even though the window was closed, he still felt that she would be cold.

He quickly put down the porridge, picked up the towel and quilt, walked behind her, put the towel on her shoulders, and said softly, "What are you looking at?"

Han Ning'er turned her head slowly and looked at his handsome face. Her eyes were a little swollen, which was obviously the sign of crying.

His heart ached, he wanted to give her some comfort, and he didn't want to see her like this.

"Mr. Meng, why can't I remember anything?" Han Ning'er's voice was hoarse, and her eyes were full of confusion and sadness.

"You're just too tired." Meng Zhi said softly.

Not only was she physically exhausted, but her heart must also be tired. In places he couldn't see, she was probably riddled with holes.

"Is that so?" Han Ning'er became more and more confused. She turned her head and looked out of the window. It was pitch black and she couldn't see anything.

His body was suddenly a little tired, and he leaned his head lightly on his shoulder, and whispered: "I always feel that I have forgotten something very important, but I can't remember it anyway."

"Then don't think about it, take a good rest, maybe you will remember everything when you wake up from sleep." Meng Zhiqing smiled helplessly, her appearance... really makes people feel distressed.

Han Ning'er exhaled lightly, her heart was still empty, and she always felt as if something was missing, and it was still very important.

No matter what she thought, she just couldn't remember what it was... What did she forget?Why is there a pain of regret?
"Teacher Meng..." Han Ning'er spoke slowly, her voice getting hoarse, "I feel very sad, did something happen to me?"

Meng Zhiqing looked down at her pretty face, the bewilderment and helplessness in her eyes moved him, and said in a low voice: "Since it's a sad thing, don't think about it, how about eating something first?"

"Yes." Han Ning'er nodded obediently.

(End of this chapter)