Reborn, she saved the boy who was bullied to death

When they got home, they were both scolded by Grandma Kang, with Ji Xun being the worst offended.

Grandma Kang scolded Ji Xun for running out without a down jacket. It was so cold outside, what if he got frozen? She knew that the most important thing now was to get Ji Xun to take a bath and keep warm, so she stopped nagging.

Originally, in his nervous state, he hadn't felt the cold at all, but now, entering the warm room, Ji Xun shivered all over, and goose bumps appeared on his skin. It was very cold, so cold that he shivered.

When I returned to the bedroom and opened the closet, I saw several pairs of boxer briefs of the wrong size in my wardrobe. I was confused and surprised. Did Grandma Kang take the wrong size?

It was obviously too small for him to wear. He folded it back with his fingers, took an old pair from the side, and went to take a shower.

The warm water rushed over his body, and it took a long time for his skin to feel comfortable. His frozen body slowly regained vitality, making him sigh. He raised his head and let the warm water reflect the halo under the shower head.

Just now, he was really going crazy. He couldn't get through to Shang Qing on the phone. He was really worried that something had happened to her. Fortunately, it was just a false alarm.

After coming out of the shower, Grandma Kang immediately handed him a bowl of ginger sugar water. Ji Xun looked at the steaming ginger sugar water, then looked at Grandma Kang's angry expression, raised his head, and drank it. Woohoo, it's so hot!

"Drink slowly, it's hot!" Looking at this silly boy who poured the liquid in without even blowing it, Grandma Kang was so angry that she quickly stopped him and successfully made Ji Xun calm down.

He was really afraid of choking. After all, the ginger soup was really hot.

"Just blow on it and drink it while it's hot."

Grandma Kang's mood also calmed down. She was so anxious just now. How could she not be angry when the child ran out wearing such thin clothes and was out for more than an hour!

Seeing Ji Xun's hair frozen into ice and his fair face flushed red, she became extremely anxious.

Seeing how well-behaved the child was, her anger had long since vanished, leaving only heartache. Wasn't the reason the child ran out without a down jacket because he was looking for Qingqing? He was worried something had happened to Qingqing.

It can be seen that Ji Xun really cares about Shang Qing from the bottom of his heart.

This was fine. Even if she grew old and passed away, her Qingqing, the adorable granddaughter she had raised with so much effort, would still be loved. She wouldn't be alone.

She deserves all the best love in this world.

Grandma Kang felt that she was selfish. She had a selfish motive in agreeing to let Ji Xun live with her and her grandson. She was almost seventy years old. How many more years could she live?

If God had mercy on her, perhaps he would have allowed her to live a few more years, to accompany Shang Qing as she grew up. If he wanted her to find her husband and two sons! ...Two sons? Yes, her Shang Yang, is he still there? Can he come back?

Yes! If I take her in, Qingqing will be all alone in this world, without any relatives.

But then Ji Xun came to them and, by chance, became Shang Qing's younger brother. From then on, Shang Qing was no longer alone; she had a brother! She had family, someone who loved her, someone who cared for her! If she was wronged, someone cared! If she was bullied, someone would stand up for her!

After spending so much time together and observing each other, Ji Xun truly loved both her and Shang Qing. This child truly loved them both in his heart.

Back then, Brother Ji hoped to find a home for Ji Xun, but he never expected that in the end, I would take advantage of him so much. Grandma Kang smiled gently.

Isn't Ji Xun also Shang Qing's future family? The two children warm each other. Brother Ji, when the time comes, we'll both be relieved, right?

"Xiao Xun, have a cup of cold medicine." Shang Qing handed a cup of prepared medicine to Ji Xun in a flattering manner.

Ji Xun did not refuse. He picked it up, blew on it, and began to swallow it in small sips.

Watching him drink it, Shang Qing walked up to him, took his hand, and asked him to sit on the sofa.

Seeing Ji Xun's confused expression, Shang Qing picked up the towel and gently wiped his hair, being very careful and patient.

"Sister, did you do something that requires me to take the blame?"

Ji Xun asked weakly. He really couldn't figure out what other circumstances could have happened that would have made Shang Qing try to please him by bringing him cold medicine and helping him wipe his hair.

Shang Qing pouted her lips and said dissatisfiedly, "Can't I love you more?"

"You are usually very caring, but now, your expression..." Ji Xun wanted to say that your personality and everything will show on your face. Now the expression on your face is very obvious. You are pretending to be gentle. It is obvious that something is wrong.

Shang Qing thought about it for a moment before speaking slowly, "Xiao Xun, if... I said... I thought I sent you a text message asking you to wait for me... but actually... I didn't send it at all, would you blame me?"

Shang Qing's lips parted, the grin widening even further. She smiled awkwardly, her eyes fixed on Ji Xun, whose hair was disheveled. The meaning was obvious: You'll forgive me, right?

Ji Xun lowered his eyes and said nothing.

Shang Qing was a little worried, wondering if her beloved brother was really angry.

She leaned forward, bent down, and her face was almost touching his. Her momentum became weaker: "Xiao Xun, are you angry? I really didn't mean it. I really edited the text message, maybe I thought I had sent it, but actually forgot to click it."

Shang Qing's pleasant fragrance rushed straight into Ji Xun's nose. His body tensed up and he dared not move.

"A-choo!" Ji Xun sneezed uncontrollably. Oh no, I hope I don't really have a cold.

Before I could rub my nose, I sneezed again.

Shang Qing blamed himself and hurriedly pulled Ji Xun's hand, asked him to get up, and took him back to the room.

"Be good and lie down." Shang Qing wrapped Ji Xun with a thick quilt.

The warm quilt, with the soft fragrance of sunshine, wrapped Ji Xun.

"Is it warmer?" Shang Qing asked worriedly.

Ji Xun nodded: "Sister, it's very warm."

"That's good, that's good." Shang Qing felt a little relieved after hearing this.

She continued to help Ji Xun wipe his hair. Then, she picked up the hair dryer, turned it on medium, and inserted her hands into Ji Xun's hair. The warm wind blew, and Ji Xun's messy hair became even more messy.

The hair dryer swung casually, and the soft hair shuttled through Shang Qing's pink and white hands, and Shang Qing's fingertips pressed against the scalp on the top of the head again and again. Ji Xun straightened his body, not daring to move, and waves of electricity washed over his body.

When the sound of the hair dryer stopped, Shang Qing ruffled his messy hair and praised himself with satisfaction: "I can open a barber shop and become Shang Tony. Look at this hairstyle, how handsome it is!"

Straightening Ji Xun's head, Shang Qing cupped his cheeks with both hands, looked at him carefully, and asked in confusion, "Xiao Xun, have you lost weight?"

Ji Xun lowered his eyes. What should he say? He hadn't eaten much in the past few days. Was it because he couldn't eat or felt nauseous when he ate? Perhaps it was because of his mood. He couldn't remember to eat, and when he was busy, he forgot even more.

"Qingqing, Xiaoxun, come and have dinner." Today's dinner time was delayed, and Grandma Kang reheated the dishes.

"Okay, grandma. But Xiao Xun isn't feeling well, so I'll take it to him."

Shang Qing jumped and ran, shouting, afraid that if she slowed down, Grandma Kang would get anxious. She turned back to Ji Xun and gnashed her teeth fiercely: "Today, you must eat more and eat more, and you are not allowed to go hungry again!"

Shang Qing just thought that Ji Xun didn't eat well outside, and her sense of responsibility to fatten Ji Xun came up again.

Ji Xun looked at her cute and adorable appearance of pretending to be fierce, and a warm smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

His sister was always so optimistic, lovely, and free-spirited, and he cherished every moment of her unique love and care for him.

God knows how painful and helpless he was these days, struggling but unable to get rid of it, deliberately staying away from her and deliberately delaying and ignoring her.

Then, let him be more selfish, pretend that he knows nothing, and continue to possess her love.

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