The school bully is not sweet, she is reborn and throws herself on the school hunk

Inside the Rose Manor.

Grandma Hua has been in Shen Suihe's room for several hours.

Song Nanzhou did not disturb her and waited quietly for Hua Po to perform her ritual.

I heard from Ba Ru that this Hua Po is a very famous witch in the border area and a true descendant of the shaman.

Although he was puzzled by this kind of shaman-like behavior, he would try any method that could save Shen Suihe.

After Hua Po finished the ritual, Ba Ru handed her a bowl of wine.

puff...

The flower lady held the wine in her mouth, chanted a spell in her heart, and then sprayed it onto the dagger.

"Everything is ready, we can start."

She slowly turned her head to look at Song Nanzhou, who had a serious expression on his face, and confirmed it one last time.

"Young man, you may get lost and may not come back. Are you really willing to do this for your wife?"

Even after being asked several times, Song Nanzhou still nodded without hesitation.

"I am willing."

Hua Po turned to look at Ba Ru and said, "For the next three days, I will perform a ritual for the two of them. You and your brother must guard the manor and don't let anyone in to disturb you. Otherwise, I won't be able to save anyone."

Ba Ru nodded solemnly, "I understand. I won't let anyone come in and disturb you."

After saying that, she turned around and went out.

At this time, many candles had already been lit in the room and arranged into strange patterns.

Song Nanzhou held the dagger that was sprayed with wine in his hand, and followed the instructions of the flower lady, walked barefoot into the middle of the candles and sat down.

"Focus and keep your wife in mind."

Flower Lady ordered.

Song Nanzhou followed his instructions and emptied his mind, thinking only of Shen Suihe.

Suddenly he felt as if his neck was pricked by a needle, and then he fell into endless darkness.

Song Nanzhou suddenly felt dizzy and his head swelled. He opened his eyes and rubbed his neck, only to find that there was a drop of blood on his hand.

He couldn't understand why Hua Po wanted to prick him with a needle. Just when he was about to look up and ask, he found that there was no one in the room.

Not to mention the flower lady, even the candles and props used for strange rituals that were placed around were gone.

Song Nanzhou turned his head and looked at the bed, and found that Shen Suihe was still there, with a rosy face, as if he was just asleep. He breathed a sigh of relief.

He reached out uncertainly and touched the woman's cheek. The touch was delicate and he felt happy.

"Sui Sui, Sui Sui?"

"Don't make any noise, I'm sleeping."

Shen Suihe actually reacted and impatiently slapped the man's hand away.

This action made Song Nanzhou stunned, and then he smiled.

"Sui Sui, you finally woke up!"

Song Nanzhou hugged the woman tightly, feeling extremely excited.

"Great, you finally woke up."

Shen Suihe was a little breathless in his embrace, so she pushed him away with force, her little face wrinkled.

"What are you doing? You're strangling me."

She rubbed her shoulders, her muscles were sore and she felt uncomfortable all over.

"I might be tired from work. I'm going to catch up on some sleep. Don't disturb me, or I'll get angry."

Having said that, Shen Suihe lay back down again, not forgetting to reach out and pull up the quilt.

Soon, Song Nanzhou heard the woman's regular breathing.

He was a little bit unbelievable, but he hadn't eaten for a long time because he was worried about Shen Suihe, so he quickly got up and walked out.

The furnishings in the house remain the same.

Song Nanzhou opened the refrigerator, took out some ingredients and walked into the kitchen.

An hour later, several dishes were placed on the table.

Seeing that Shen Suihe had not come down yet, he took off his apron and hung it up, then ran upstairs in two steps.

The person on the bed was sleeping like a pig, and Song Nanzhou kissed her gently.

"Wake up, eat and then go back to sleep."

Shen Suihe was awakened from her sleep by the man's disturbance.

She glared at the man with resentment on her face, "What are you doing?"

Song Nanzhou didn't care about that and grabbed her hands and pulled her up.

"Be good, your health is the capital of revolution, eat first."

He pulled Shen Suihe downstairs.

After helping her sit steadily on the chair, he served her a lot of food.

"Eat quickly, I made all your favorites."

Shen Suihe had already woken up from his sleepiness by this time. The smell of the food aroused his appetite.

"Hubby, you're eating too. Why are you looking at me?"

Song Nanzhou had a smile on his face and his hands were busy as he served Shen Suihe another bowl of soup.

After dinner, the two of them curled up on the sofa and watched a movie.

They hadn't watched a movie together for a long time, and since they had some time, they just found a romance movie to watch.

When seeing the male and female protagonists hugging each other and kissing passionately, Song Nanzhou and Shen Suihe also snuggled together emotionally.

They cherished this atmosphere and stayed in the house for three full days.

Playing and laughing, life is so comfortable.

On the fourth day, Song Nanzhou was watering flowers in the yard when he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his neck. He subconsciously reached out to touch it and found another drop of blood.

The brief pain made him sober for a moment.

"Song Nanzhou, come here quickly with the portrait I drew for you."

On the second floor, Shen Suihe half-stuck his body out of the window and shouted to Song Nanzhou in the yard.

"What are you daydreaming about? Come up quickly."

Song Nanzhou thought of something, dropped the water pipe in his hand and ran upstairs.

As soon as he entered the room, Shen Suihe was about to show him the paintings, but unexpectedly his arm was grabbed.

"Sui Sui, you don't belong here, go back, go back!"

Shen Suihe was stunned by his words, then smiled and said, "Are you having a fever? What nonsense are you talking about?"

She wanted to reach out and touch the man's forehead, but unexpectedly she was grabbed by a big hand again.

Song Nanzhou said in a serious tone, "Sui Sui, listen to me, we don't have time, you have to go back, you don't belong here, everything is an illusion!"

Shen Suihe felt that Song Nanzhou was more like being possessed by evil spirits, and his expression became serious.

"Hubby, don't scare me, what's wrong with you?"

Song Nanzhou felt that no matter how he explained it, he couldn't make it clear.

As he was talking, Shen Suihe actually misunderstood that he was possessed.

"Sui Sui, listen to me. The universe is endless. You and I are in two different time and space. You might have been injured in that world, and a wisp of soul escaped from your body, and then you came to my world. Do you understand?"

Shen Suihe became even more confused and was frightened by Song Nanzhou's condition.

She became very nervous, "Honey, how about I take you to our hospital to see the psychiatric department?"

Song Nanzhou knew that Shen Suihe still didn't believe it, but he didn't know how to wake Shen Suihe up.

When he came, Hua Po didn't tell him how to wake up Shen Suihe.

He too, how could he forget such an important thing!

Shen Suihe saw that he had finally stopped going crazy, but before she could breathe a sigh of relief, she saw him slap her again, and she felt scared.

"Nanzhou, Song Nanzhou, what's wrong with you? Don't scare me."

Song Nanzhou seemed to have lost all his strength. He sat dejectedly on the edge of the bed, his elbows resting on his legs, and his big hands furiously stroking his hair back and forth.

What method can be used to make Shen Suihe believe that she is just a soul, she is lost and needs to go back quickly?

Song Nanzhou slapped his cheeks hard several times, turning his face red.

Shen Suihe was so scared that she quickly grabbed his hand, squatted in front of him and looked up.

"Honey, you're really scary. Let me take you to the hospital."

She remembered that the psychiatric department of Chengxi Hospital was also very good.

But she couldn’t understand why Song Nanzhou suddenly became like this?

Seeing her worried look, Song Nanzhou hugged her tightly, put his head on her shoulder, and whispered softly.

"Sui Sui, my wife, how can I save you?"