Rebirth of the white-eyed wolf

Yan Qing was more confused, only felt a mouthful of blood on his chest, and almost didn't spit it out, his face that was originally flushed with fever was now so red that he was about to bleed!

"Yang Ziwan!" She shouted in a daze.Everything in the tone is unwilling.

Yan Qingyue had never called Aunt Yang Ziwan before, and Yang Ziwan never minded. Hearing her call now, she just said "En" and said, "If you don't want to be sent to the hospital for isolation at this time, don't make trouble anymore." Then She quickly put on Yan Qingyue's pants again and wrung out the towel.He took off the towel from Yan Qingyue's head, washed it in water, wrapped it with a small piece of ice, and put it on.

After tossing like this for most of the night, Yan Qingyue's body was enough for Yang Ziwan to wipe. After three or four times of rubbing back and forth, Yan Qingyue finally stopped sweating, but he cried out for being cold, obviously his body was very hot.

Yang Ziwan fed Yan Qingyue some water, then covered her own bed with the quilt, thought for a while, gritted her teeth and climbed onto the bed, holding Yan Qingyue in her arms.From time to time, he used a cotton swab dipped in water to wipe Yan Qingyue's lips.

After midnight, Yan Qingyue's fever finally showed signs of subsiding.Yang Ziwan finally let go of her heart, hugged Yan Qingyue and fell asleep in a daze.

When Yan Qingyue woke up in the morning, she saw Yang Ziwan hugged herself, and her face turned red all of a sudden.The shock in her heart made her forget about struggling for a while.

If there was anyone Yan Qingyue most wanted to have a relationship with in his life, it would definitely be Yang Ziwan.

If there was anyone Yan Qingyue didn't want to see the most in his life, it would definitely be Yang Ziwan.

If there was anyone Yan Qingyue hated the most in his previous life, it was still Yang Ziwan.

But if it was said who Yan Qingyue hated the most in his life, Yan Qingyue himself didn't know.

But Yan Qingyue knows who Yan Qingyue has the most complicated feelings for in this life...

Yang Ziwan.

Ziwan Yang, Ziwan Yang, Ziwan Yang!

In her previous life, Yan Qingyue hated Yang Ziwan because it was Yang Ziwan who caused the death of her parents.So she hated Yang Ziwan, no matter what Yang Ziwan did to her, she would never forgive Yang Ziwan, nor would she be grateful, she would only hate her even more!

But in this life, her parents are still there, none of this happened, and she will never let such a thing happen!So she doesn't know how to hate Yang Ziwan in this life!

She didn't know how to treat Yang Ziwan, but she couldn't like Yang Ziwan at all, and she could tell that Yang Ziwan didn't like her at all either!But the more I hate it, the more I don't want to face it, but the more entangled it is.

She didn't understand that Yang Ziwan obviously hated herself.So what do you usually say to yourself?

Yan Qingyue is not hard-hearted!She will have feelings, she can feel Yang Ziwan's kindness to her, awkward kindness!If it is said that she can ignore all the good things before, and she can cover them up with "Anyway, she is just passing by".

Then this night...Yan Qingyue couldn't ignore it at all, and it was impossible to use the previous excuse of "she was just passing by anyway" to make any cover-up.

When all the factors that made Yan Qing hate Yang Ziwan didn't happen, that person was already treating him well.How will Yan Qingyue face Yang Ziwan?

She was held in Yang Ziwan's arms.The embrace was very warm, because the person who was holding her took good care of her all night, her fever has subsided, and although she is still a little tired, she is not uncomfortable anymore.But Yan Qingyue still felt that the temperature on his body was very high.Is it because that person's embrace is too warm?

Whether it is this life or the previous life, Yang Zixuan, Yan Aotian and Yan Qingyue always get along very rarely, although they all love each other.

So Yan Qingyue has always longed for hugs, she had longed for them in her previous life, but in her previous life she hated Yang Ziwan, so she never allowed Yang Ziwan to touch her, even when she was sick, not to mention hugs.

But in this life, she allowed Yang Ziwan to hug herself.This was also the first time Yang Ziwan hugged her.

While Yan Qingyue was thinking like this, Yang Ziwan had already woken up, and she quickly struggled to let Yang Ziwan let go of herself.

Yang Ziwan didn't seem to care, she reached out and touched Yan Qingyue's forehead, and only said: "Lie on the bed and have a good rest." Then she got out of bed.

Yesterday was the last day of the National Day holiday, and I am going to school today.

Yang Ziwan's complexion was not very good, she went to the living room for dinner after a simple wash in the toilet, Wang Jing saw her complexion, and asked, "Why Xiaowan? Is there something uncomfortable?"

Yang Ziwan yawned and said, "No, it's just that I didn't sleep well at night."

Wang Jing reached out and touched Yang Ziwan's forehead, she was relieved when she saw that she didn't have a fever, she was very nervous because of this mess recently, and had to touch the foreheads of the two little ghosts every day.

After letting go of her hand, she looked at Yang Ziwan's room again, and there was no movement in it today.

"Did you sleep in late today? You haven't woken up yet." She just asked casually, how could she know that Yang Ziwan had given her a shocking news that scared her soul out.

"No, Qingyue had a fever last night, so I won't go to school today."

With a bang, the chopsticks in Wang Jing's hands fell.

"What?! You have a fever?!" Yan Qingyue was her only granddaughter, and Wang Jing immediately ran to the bedroom nervously.

Yang Ziwan drank milk from a cup and said, "The fever has subsided, and I'm fine now, but now is a critical period, so I'd better rest at home for a few more days before going to school."

Wang Jing had already rushed in, and then there was a burst of nervous inquiries, and then Wang Jing ran out, saying: "Okay, okay", and was about to call the school to ask for leave, and at the same time said: "Little Wan, why did you tell me that Qingyue has such a serious fever now? You must not take it lightly when you have a fever at this time."

Wang Jing murmured, obviously dissatisfied with Yang Ziwan's fact that Yan Qingyue had a fever but didn't tell her, but she couldn't bear to blame her little daughter.

Seeing Wang Jing's appearance, Yang Ziwan was very moved. While tidying up her bowls and chopsticks, she said, "I know mom. I will tell you right away if something like this happens in the future." Although she looks like a child, Yang Ziwan He is indeed an adult, and has passed the age of being mumbled by his parents.But in Wang Jing's eyes, no matter how mature her little daughter is, she is still just a child.Yang Ziwan likes the way Wang Jing is worried about herself. She has been reborn for a long time, but the regrets in her previous life always make her long for family affection. Although she doesn't need it, she has never refuted her parents.

Wang Jing muttered for a while and stopped talking. Her youngest daughter and her granddaughter were too mature, and she didn't need to worry about everything, which made her feel no sense of accomplishment.

Wang Jing didn't get through on the phone. It's still early, and the head teacher probably hasn't arrived at school yet, or didn't hear the call on the way.Yang Ziwan pushed out the bicycle and said, "It's fine if you can't get through. I'll go to the primary school later and talk to Teacher Qian."

Wang Jing nodded, and told Yang Ziwan to be careful on the road, saying that she had her own at home, so Yang Ziwan didn't have to worry about it.Yan Qingyue had a fever yesterday, and Yang Ziwan took care of her all night. Although there is no reaction now, Wang Jing is very worried that Yang Ziwan will be infected by Yan Qingyue.

These words are the same as what Yang Ziwan said to Yan Qingyue every day in her previous life, but Yan Qingyue at that time was always impatient every day, but now Yang Ziwan enjoys it very much.

She responded with "Got it" and pushed her bicycle out the door.

She first went to Yan Qingyue's school, found Yang Ziwan's class teacher, and said that Yang Ziwan had eaten bad food and had diarrhea, so she had to rest at home for a few days.

Teacher Qian knew about Yang Ziwan. This child was in this elementary school before, and the whole school knew about his excellent grades, so Teacher Qian had no doubts about what Yang Ziwan said.What's more, if you have diarrhea, your immunity will decrease. At this critical time, Teacher Qian didn't want anything to happen, so he immediately agreed, and only asked Yan Qingyue to rest well and come back when he is well.

Yang Ziwan went to school after asking for leave, and went home after school in the afternoon.Wang Jing at home had already prepared dinner, Yang Ziwan went back to her room after eating, Yan Qingyue had already woken up, and her energy was much better than in the morning, but Wang Jing did not allow her to get out of bed and walk around, fearing that she would be tired.When Yang Ziwan entered, the child was reading on the bed.

A child in the first grade was already holding a copy of Journey to the West, and there was a copy of "Modern Chinese Dictionary" beside the bed. Seeing Yang Ziwan coming in, Yan Qingyue turned to look at her without saying a word.

Yang Ziwan naturally didn't want to make fun of herself, she took out a bottle of pulse from the canvas bag [I don't know when the pulse was there, if you accidentally cross here, just let it go! ], grapefruit flavor, and a pack of vegetable garden pancakes.

"I saw this when I went to the supermarket. I don't know if you like it, so I bought some for you." Yang Ziwan said, and put the vegetable garden cake and pulse on the bedside table next to Yan Qingyue's bed, and then went out up.In fact, if possible, Yang Ziwan would like to buy lime flavor, but pulse is not very common now, and there are few flavors, only grapefruit flavor.

Yan Qingyue didn't speak.He turned his head and lowered his eyes to look at the things on the bedside table.These are things she has liked since she was a child. The last time she drank it in her previous life was during the college entrance examination. Yang Ziwan took out the bottle of Pulse from her cloth bag and gave it to her with sweat on her face.

She closed her eyes, and her thoughts went back to her previous life. The last tear was so tragic that she could never forget it.Shaking her head fiercely, she forced herself to return to reality.But the book in his hand is no longer readable.The Yang Ziwan in this life is very different from the Yang Ziwan in her impression. In her impression, she didn't have much contact with Yang Ziwan when she was a child, but the Yang Ziwan in her impression will definitely not be what she is now.

The pulsation and vegetable garden biscuits on the bedside table seem to be bought by coincidence. Is it really a coincidence?

Yang Ziwan rode a bicycle in a hurry to go to the evening self-study. Although she was only in junior high school, she already had a lot of homework. Yang Ziwan hadn't finished her homework yet, so she was a little anxious. Cake, she wouldn't be in such a hurry.

Facing the wind and the sunset, Yang Ziwan, who was riding a bicycle crazily on the way to school, felt that she was more and more hopeless.

Lean, lean, lean!What should I do if I suddenly feel desperate for myself with this attribute?