After being reincarnated as a bad woman, I became my enemy?

This is really not as good as the evasive look before,

"I, I am..."

When the words came to his mouth, he choked up and couldn't speak.

Yesterday, Bi Shui had told her that Hang Yanling practiced yin aura and became obsessed. After waking up, his temper might become weird and repetitive, so Zhou Qingying should be more careful.

That dream was so beautiful that Zhou Qingying was so happy holding Hang Yanling, who had found it again, that she couldn't care less about keeping Master's advice in her heart.

But now that Hang Yanling looked at her with such a surprised expression, he really stabbed Zhou Qingying in the pit of his heart.

She lost her memory again... This is the third time...

Seeing that Zhou Qingying didn't speak, Hang Yanling scratched his face: "Little sister, you, why are you still crying?"

"I didn't cry."

Zhou Qingying swallowed the choking and crying sounds with her head down, raised her head and smiled, clenched her fists, took a deep breath to reassure herself, and said to Hang Yanling: "You forgot me again, then I'll tell you again, I It's called Zhou Qingying, and she's your third senior sister."

"...Huh?"

When Hang Yanling heard the name, he opened his mouth wide.

She swiped abruptly and stretched out her hand to pinch Zhou Qingying's face forcefully, and rubbed it vigorously.

"Zhou Qingying? Who? You?"

Zhou Qingying suffered a lot from this pinch, if she had slapped her back normally, but now she heard that Hang Yanling had such a big reaction, she couldn't help but kindle a glimmer of hope in her heart.

Maybe it's just that Hang Yanling just woke up and was confused and didn't react for a while.

"Nest..."

Her face was rubbed and she couldn't speak clearly, so Zhou Qingying could only shake her head to express her acknowledgment.

"Wow!"

Unexpectedly, seeing Zhou Qingying, Hang Yanling didn't repel him at all. Instead, she let go of her hands in great surprise, climbed off the bed, and stood on the ground with her bare feet.

Zhou Qingying, who was sitting on the chair, was a head shorter than Hang Yanling standing there. She looked at Hang Yanling who was reacting violently in puzzlement, and was about to persuade the sick patient to take a rest when she saw Hang Yanling's cat waist pass through Zhou Qingying's leg.

"Hey, wait—"

This movement was inexplicably familiar, and just as Zhou Qingying wanted to stop her, suddenly her buttocks felt empty.

She was lifted up by Hang Yanling supporting her waist with one hand and holding her leg with the other.

Being hugged by Hang Yanling who just woke up was something that Zhou Qingying couldn't even think about, but this kind of hugging method of lifting another person up with his arms made Zhou Qingying quickly come back to his senses.

wrong……

That's the only way to hug a baby! ?

"What are you doing!?"

Zhou Qingying struggled twice with a blushing face, Hang Yanling smiled and put her down, and reached out to pat Zhou Qingying's shoulder in a novel way: "Senior Sister, yes, you have grown up a lot."

"You, Hang Yanling, what are you talking about! Go back to bed and lie down, your body is in terrible condition, how can you be so nonsense!"

"Hey, you really hit the spot. I hug you and it hurts like hell."

Hang Yanling rubbed her arms and crawled back to the hospital bed, pulled the white quilt over her body, put her arms on the back of her head and yawned loudly, tilted her head and looked at Zhou Qingying: "Hey, little sister, you are getting fat Quite a few, almost broke your junior sister and my arm."

"I'm your Third Senior Sister, not a little... Wait, what did you call me just now?"

"Ah, yes, yes, junior sister is not good, junior sister offended, junior sister changed her words, third senior sister, please forgive me, okay?"

Hang Yanling smiled and said something poorly, and showed a pitiful look at Zhou Qingying.

"you you you"

The three of you were stuck on the words behind, Zhou Qingying looked dumbly at Hang Yanling in front of him.

At this moment, the tears that had been suppressed suddenly flooded up, she suddenly stretched out her hands to hold Hang Yanling's shoulders, and whispered: "Who are you?"

"Hey, hey! Patient, I am a patient! Don't go crazy, don't go crazy, it hurts!"

Hang Yanling thought that the senior sister was going to fight with him, so he dodged twice with a smile.

There was a salty mouth, and when she raised her head to look intently, she found that Zhou Qingying who was pressing her was crying tears.

"Ouch!"

Hang Yanling was annoyed for a while, with a troubled expression on his face, he quickly raised his hands: "Don't cry, don't cry! Don't mind, I surrender—come and wipe away my tears..."

Said, Hang Yanling stretched his hand into his bosom and groped for a while, then suddenly exclaimed: "Hey, where is my handkerchief?"

"You...you still remember that you have a handkerchief...you tore it up and threw it on me, long ago, long ago!!!"

Finally, Zhou Qingying couldn't help crying loudly, hitting Hang Yanling's body like raindrops with her small fists, causing Hang Yanling to grin her teeth in pain.

The fist doesn't hurt, but there are injuries on his body after all.

“诶，趁人之危，胜之不武，君子爱财取之有道——啊不是，小师姐你在再这样我告二师伯揍你啊！”

"Say it, tell it!"

Zhou Qingying was crying and crying, but suddenly she couldn't help laughing again, she just felt like she was dreaming, she simply let go, sat on Hang Yanling's lap and looked down at this evil junior sister, squeezed Hang Yanling's face hard, The revenge just now was avenged.

"Say, tell me you are wrong, tell me you are an asshole, apologize to me, and compensate me for all the grievances I have suffered over the years."

"Ahem, cough, damn it, you're making me mad, Shark Hand, it hurts!"

Hang Yanling was pinched and begged for mercy repeatedly, and the two quarreled for a long time before Zhou Qingying got down from the hospital bed and breathed a sigh of relief.

I don't know what kind of good deeds I have done to keep dreaming the same beautiful dream one after another.

The day before yesterday, I dreamed about my experience with Hang Yanling when I was a child, and today I dreamed that Hang Yanling had changed back to the original appearance.

Perhaps, it is also a big dream for Hang Yanling who disappeared suddenly to be found by Hang Yanling so easily.

With tears streaming down her face, Zhou Qingying jumped off the hospital bed. Over the years, she had never been so happy as today.

"All right."

Not wanting the junior sister in her dream to see her embarrassed appearance, Zhou Qingying turned around with her hands behind her back.

"It's time for me to find the real you...Junior Sister, if you are destined, come and play with me in your dreams."

Lying on the hospital bed, Hang Yanling saw that she was crying and fussing emotionally at first, and then said goodbye to her senior sister as if she was about to say goodbye to her life and death. She grabbed the quilt and glanced at her cautiously: "Little senior sister, I advise you to find The head will show you your mind."

"Thank you for reminding me, goodbye."

Zhou Qingying calmed down, exerted enough strength in both hands, and slapped her face hard.

"Snapped!"

A crisp slap echoed in the ward, and Zhou Qingying's right cheek blushed a lot.

"what?"

Zhou Qingying opened her eyes and looked at the scene of the ward, then turned her head to meet Hang Yanling who was on the bed.

Hang Yanling looked at the senior sister in shock, and waved her hands again and again: "No, no need! Little senior sister, please be normal, I'm afraid."

"Obviously you are abnormal!"

Zhou Qingying yelled, and slapped her own face with a backhand.

The result was obvious. Apart from deepening Hang Yanling's shock, Zhou Qingying still couldn't get rid of the dream.

"I, I don't believe it!"

Zhou Qingying's stubborn temper came up, and she slapped herself on the face in front of Hang Yanling.

Hang Yanling was scared at first, and then realized that Zhou Qingying would vomit blood sooner or later, so she hurried down from the hospital bed and grabbed Zhou Qingying's hand: "Junior sister, don't be like this!"

"Leave me alone! Just sleep well in my dream, I want to—"

The two were wrestling together, disturbing the original nurses in the ward of Linlang Academy.

The nurse in charge was a 17-year-old girl. She was carefully walking into the ward with a bowl of soup. As soon as she entered the door, she saw Hang Yanling and Zhou Qingying pulled together.

You know, Hang Yanling is currently the number one wanted object of the college, and it was because she was unconscious and seriously injured that the school temporarily agreed to put her in the rehabilitation center for medical treatment.

I still remember that the head of the healing hospital came to feel the child's pulse last night, shook his head and sighed, saying that the child was seriously injured and would not wake up within ten days and half a month.

Now I saw this big villain grabbing another girl's hand alive and kicking.

And the girl who was restrained had slap marks all over her face...

The classmate in charge of the care was so frightened that he smashed the soup with a thud, and let out a scream.

"That wicked girl, that wicked girl is awake!!!!!!"

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Three or ten minutes later, Hang Yanling was lying on the hospital bed covered with a quilt, staring in amazement at the people who surrounded her bed.

Zhou Qingying has already passed out due to excessive excitement, and she only knows her second senior sister among the people in this circle.

"Senior Sister Qiu Yu, what's going on here?"

"...Yanling..."

"Huh, shit, senior sister, your tone is a bit nasty. Why are these big brothers here... Guests of our Lianhua Palace?"

The dean standing at the head of the bed snorted coldly: "Why, I have a brain at Linlang Academy, and now I have to pretend to have amnesia, and I don't know anything?"

"No, wait a minute."

Hang Yanling raised his hand, and replied honestly: "Although you told me just now, I still want to confirm, what am I doing?"

"You kidnapped your classmate in an attempt to collude with a killer and put the blame on your accomplice Fu Tianqing. In the end, it was revealed that you murdered and destroyed your body, what else is there to say!"

"Okay, stop, it's my crime so far. What is the man I kidnapped doing now?"

"Student An Xianshan is still in class."

"What do you mean by paying for Tianqing?"

"Waiting outside the door."

"Where's the killer I hired?"

"Killed by you."

"Where's the corpse?"

"Destroyed by you!"

"Oh--"

Hang Yanling blinked, rubbed her temples and pinched her fingers, sat up and calculated with the accountant director: "Look, according to your statement, the person I kidnapped is fine, the accomplice I'm going to kill is alive and well, the corpse No more, you also said that you searched my storage rings, but you didn't find a fart. After watching me disappear for a while, you immediately insisted that I was a criminal?"

Hang Yanling's rebuttal made the dean laugh out of anger, and several people who were in charge of watching Hang Yanling also sneered at the same time.

The villain's justification and acting skills are really bad.

but it does not matter.

"We have another witness, didn't expect it."

The dean sneered, clapped his hands, and a person was brought in from outside the door.

Hang Yanling helplessly looked at the woman who walked in, feeling a sharp pain in her heart, but she covered it up with her nonchalant expression, blinked and asked, "Who is she?"

"She is Zhou Qinghe, the fiancée of An Xianshan you kidnapped, and she was once the target of your murder."

The dean turned to look at Zhou Qinghe, and said coldly: "Okay, now you can say whether Hang Yanling appeared in your room that day."

Zhou Qinghe has been staring at Hang Yanling from the moment he entered the door, staring at her gray hair without taking his eyes off, and the corners of his mouth are tense.

The dean urged her three or two times before she came back to her senses, hesitated for a while, and nodded: "I did meet Hang Yanling in the dormitory that night."

"Hey, really."

Hang Yanling didn't make much excuses, she looked curiously at how this girl who made her inexplicably heartbroken and moved was going to arrange herself.

The dean smiled and said, "Okay, then tell me, what did Hang Yanling do to you that day?"

"she……"

Zhou Qinghe took another deep look at Hang Yanling's gray hair, took a deep breath, and said slowly: "She told me that someone in this academy was pretending to be her, and taught me to be more careful, as if it was something... Styx Sect's people."

"what!?"

When the dean heard this, he was taken aback for a moment, and he frowned and asked, "How is it possible? Why haven't you reported such an important matter to us these days!?"