Wen Wan stared at the glass door of the bathroom, but in her heart she was thinking about the feeling when Zhou Ziheng touched her hair just now. She couldn't help but grin and smile silently, then covered her face with her hands and shyly buried her face between her legs.

Is this... the feeling of being moved? In fact, she was not sure whether she liked Zhou Ziheng, but she seemed to have believed what Ming Chuqing said that day.

She has been a solo woman for so many years. She has never been in a relationship before and has never been in one now.

No matter how hard she thought, she couldn't come to any conclusion. She sighed softly, stood up, took the clothes she had just put on, and put them in the washing machine.

After setting the drying function, she picked up her mobile phone and checked the time. It was already one o'clock in the morning. She rubbed her eyes sleepily and then buried herself in the quilt.

The soft touch made her sigh that the beds in the mentor dormitory were more comfortable than those in the trainee dormitory!

Although I was sleepy, I still couldn't fall asleep because of the sound of water dripping in the bathroom. Tonight was really too thrilling.

The two of them almost died. She couldn't even imagine what would have happened if Jingyi hadn't been woken up.

But now I think, if she died, even if Zhou Ziheng got ashore, he might not be able to save his life. After all, no matter how good the talisman she drew was, it would lose all its effectiveness after it got wet.

Therefore, the most urgent thing is to get the Buddhist beads done quickly, so that Zhou Ziheng can be protected and she can feel more at ease.

The person who blessed the Buddhist beads with mental power back then must have been a master with profound skills. With her current level, trying to bless them with mental power was still too strenuous.

You can only gain a little bit of blessing every day, and it will take years of accumulation to return to the previous level.

She sighed and could only work hard to attract fans! Otherwise, it would take decades to repair, and Zhou Ziheng would probably be dead by then. What use would it be by then?

Just as I was thinking about it, I heard the sound of water in the bathroom stop, and then I heard the sound of the bathroom door opening. I looked over and saw Zhou Ziheng lying on the sofa in a bathrobe.

She didn't say anything, trying to reduce her presence. She closed her eyes and tried to fall asleep, but she couldn't fall asleep no matter what.

She lifted the quilt covering her head and looked at Zhou Ziheng in the moonlight. Then she tentatively called out, "Teacher Zhou?"

"Why aren't you sleeping yet?" Zhou Ziheng answered with his eyes closed.

I thought Zhou Ziheng had fallen asleep, but I didn't expect that he was also awake. "I can't sleep, let's chat."

Zhou Ziheng took a deep breath and said, "What are you talking about?"

"Anything is fine!"

Zhou Ziheng opened his eyes helplessly, looked at the person on the bed, and asked casually, "Why can't water ghosts be reincarnated?"

Wen Wan was a little confused by his question, but she still answered: "They need to find a substitute to replace themselves so that they can reincarnate normally."

"As for why we need a substitute, it's the law of heaven and earth. It has always been like this."

"The reason a person drowns there is because he owes something there and must repay it. Only when the debt is paid off will he meet the next person to become a water ghost."

After Zhou Ziheng digested this knowledge, he continued to ask, "The laws of heaven and earth?"

"Yes, not only does the human world have laws, the underworld also has its rules." Wen Wan explained to him with her eyes closed.

Zhou Ziheng continued to ask: "Well, if the water is drained, won't the water ghost be unable to reincarnate for the rest of his life?"

Wen Wan also readily replied, "If something like that really happens, it's his fate. It's destined, and it means God has arranged it this way. There's no need to worry too much. One day, when the time comes, he will be reincarnated."

"But as to the exact time, you have to ask him."

Wen Wan was a little dazed at this point, and she said casually, "I'm a little sleepy. Teacher Zhou, please sing a bedtime song for me."

It was just a casual remark, but she didn't expect Zhou Ziheng to actually sing a song to her softly.

Wen Wan couldn't help but think that it was quite nice. With the soft singing in her ears, she finally couldn't bear it anymore and fell asleep before the song was over.

After he finished singing, he looked at Wen Wan who didn't respond, thinking that she must have fallen asleep.

Seeing Wenwan's peaceful sleeping face in the moonlight, he couldn't help but laugh, and then he whispered two words, "Good night."

After a night, it was just dawn outside and Wenwan's alarm clock rang again and again, but she didn't move at all. She only felt a splitting headache and discomfort all over her body.

She forced herself to turn over and press the alarm clock, but unexpectedly the alarm clock suddenly stopped the next moment.

"Are you awake?" It turned out that Zhou Ziheng helped her turn off the alarm clock.

Wen Wan opened her eyes with difficulty and greeted, "Good morning, Teacher Zhou."

After hearing her words, Zhou Ziheng frowned deeply, "Are you feeling unwell?"

Wen Wan was also startled by her own hoarse voice. Then she felt a little itchy in her throat, and she couldn't help coughing a few times. Suddenly, her throat felt hot and painful, and her nose was blocked. She responded softly, "I think I have a cold."

Zhou Ziheng put his hand directly on her forehead. She wrapped herself in the quilt obediently, sniffed her nose, and didn't dare to move, allowing Zhou Ziheng to help her check her body temperature.

Unable to tell if she had a fever even with her hands, Zhou Ziheng frantically searched the drawer for a thermometer and quickly handed it to her, "Take your temperature."

Wen Wan took the thermometer obediently and put it in her armpit.

Zhou Ziheng was also very considerate. He helped her get a cup of warm water and handed it to her carefully.

She took a few sips and put it on the bedside table. Five minutes later, she took out the thermometer and showed it to Zhou Ziheng. 36.8 was not a fever, but it was definitely a cold.

Wen Wan sighed in her heart with tears in her eyes, her physical condition was really poor. In the past, she could soak in the water for a whole night without getting sick, but she caught a cold after staying in the water for just a few minutes.

"I'll get you some medicine. You should just rest today." Zhou Ziheng said as he was about to get dressed and go out.

Wen Wan quickly threw off the quilt, stood up and stopped him, saying, "No need, this little cold will heal on its own soon."

"I'm fine! I don't need to rest. My teammates are still waiting for me to take them to practice."

"If I don't go for a day, I'll fall behind in my progress. Teacher Zhou, please don't bother me!"

Hearing her disapproving words, Zhou Ziheng couldn't help but frown deeper and deeper.

She was afraid that Zhou Ziheng would force her to rest, so she quickly took her clothes and went to the bathroom to change. After coming out, she pretended to be cheerful and said to Zhou Ziheng, "I'm really fine, don't worry, Teacher Zhou. I'm going to train first!"

After saying that, without waiting for his response, she opened the door and ran away without looking back.

In fact, she was still a little dizzy and felt weak all over, but in her eyes, this minor illness didn't seem to be a disease at all, and she still arrived at the training room on time.