Jia Yan's brother once told her that he loves playing basketball and hopes to one day join the national basketball team.
Unfortunately, the apocalypse came, and he could no longer play basketball.
When Lu Jiayan raised his beautiful but dull eyes and saw the little girl walking towards him, his desolate heart slowly began to beat, one beat after another, from slow to rapid, until it was pounding loudly.
"Who are you?" He didn't remember who she was, but she seemed very familiar.
It was as if he had met her in a past life, and that she was even very important to him.
She was so familiar to me that it felt like she was a part of my own body.
She was so important to him that she was like the heart of his body; without her, he would not exist!
Who are you?
Three words shattered An Wan's fragile heart: He was clearly himself, yet he couldn't remember who she was.
“Brother Jiayan, it’s me, Anwan. Brother Jiayan, it’s me, Anwan.”
Calling her own name over and over again, An Wan burst into tears. She rushed over and hugged Lu Jiayan's neck, her hot tears dripping onto the skin of his neck.
Each tear was like molten iron scorching his skin.
Suddenly, some blurry and fragmented memories surfaced in his mind, causing him a splitting headache and making him extremely uncomfortable.
In those fragments of memory, he seemed to vaguely see a girl calling out to a boy who looked like him.
"Brother Jiayan, Brother Jiayan..."
An Wan's voice sounded so similar to the girl's voice in his memory that he couldn't tell whose voice it was for a moment.
"Goodnight, goodnight..."
The sound spilled from Lu Jiayan's mouth as he uncontrollably called out her name.
At that very moment, my heart was pounding with energy, as if saying, "She is your Anwan, she has arrived."
He didn't understand why he was having these feelings, or why he was experiencing those strange memory fragments.
However, he did not feel afraid or resistant.
He even felt that Anwan had given him hope.
Yunping stood aside watching An Wan and Lu Jiayan hug each other, assuming that An Wan liked her fourth brother.
An Wan cried herself unconscious, and Yun Ping carried her back to her room to rest.
Not long after, Yunping discovered that Anwan had a high fever, and her whole body was flushed red, like a person on fire.
Yunping sought out Dr. Chen, a barefoot doctor, for a consultation. He felt that Anwan's condition was very serious and he was not confident that he could cure her, so he asked Yunping to take her to the town hospital for treatment.
Startled, Yunping and Lusen carried Anwan to town overnight, got medicine, and administered three or four bottles of the medicine.
A day later, the high fever subsided, but Anwan remained unconscious.
One day, two days, three days.
Yunping stayed by Anwan's side day and night, taking care of her without leaving her side, feeling extremely anxious.
This child has suffered so much.
May God bless her and grant her a happy life.
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The sunset and the red glow were breathtaking.
A bus stopped at the entrance of Lujia Village, and three handsome boys in blue and white high school uniforms got off.
Their appearance immediately drew the attention of a group of people standing under a big tree at the village entrance.
Several girls, especially around ten years old, excitedly covered their faces and peeked at them.
"Wow, Jingxing is so handsome! I heard he got first place in the whole school again in this mock exam."
"Ahhh, so handsome, so handsome!"
"Chunhe looks so cool holding a basketball."
"Jingming is like a melancholy prince; he has a very elegant air about him when he holds the easel."
Lu Qianqian got angry when she saw He Lijuan and Lu Baozhu swooning over him, and retorted directly: "No matter how handsome he is, you can't have him."
Do they even deserve to like Lu Jingxing and his brothers?
He's so outstanding; after graduating from a top university, he'll be able to settle down and start a family in a big city, and the wife he finds will definitely be exceptional as well.
Why would they be interested in He Lijuan and Lu Baozhu, those girls who only like to gossip, play around everywhere, and don't like to study?
"Exactly! A bunch of infatuated girls, they're a disgrace, get home!"
"What's so handsome about Lu Jingxing? He's just a pretty boy, shameless!"
"He's just good at studying, that's all. You guys are so fond of him, you're really out of your minds. Be careful he doesn't cheat you out of money or take advantage of you."
A group of boys, their shoes caked in mud, leaned against the stone bridge railing. They were arguing and bickering with the girls while simultaneously glaring at the three Lu brothers who were passing by.
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