She saw Xiao Yuchi looking back at something in a clearing filled with flowers and plants. He seemed to see her, and she didn't know if it was an illusion, but he seemed to have softened his expression and waved at her.
Ning Zhihuan took a few steps forward, but found that he couldn't see him at all, so he now appeared in the form of a soul.
She lowered her head and looked at her slightly transparent body. Through her body, she saw a girl with pigtails behind her, hugging her chest and mumbling something with dissatisfaction.
Isn't this her?
Immediately afterwards, there was a sudden noise, and a flower pot was thrown down from the upstairs, then flipped in the air.
Everything around her was in slow motion. Ning Zhihuan didn't know that she was watching all this from her sleeping perspective. At this moment, she was upstairs, staring at the flower pot falling down.
And right below was Xiao Yuchi.
She tried hard to make a sound to ask Xiao Yuchi to move away, but she opened her mouth but couldn't utter a single syllable.
Everything around suddenly returned to its original speed.
“Snap—”
Ning Zhihuan tried hard to open his eyes wide, but everything in front of him went dark, and then he could not see anything.
All she could see was Xiao Yuchi lying in a dark corner, covered in blood, dying.
"Xiao Yuchi!"
Ning Zhihuan on the bed screamed and sat up suddenly, his chest heaving violently because he was still in shock.
I couldn't get out of that dream for a long time.
What was the final outcome for such a young man in his prime?
It's not just that I feel sorry for Xiao Yuchi, more importantly, the dream was too real, so real it was scary.
After her vision went dark, she felt warm blood spilling on her body, sticky, with a fishy smell mixed with the fragrance of flowers.
She heard the screams of people around her and An Mao crying...
She could even see the tulips around her and the bees surrounding them clearly.
It's so scary.
Ning Zhihuan wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and tried to comfort himself that it was just a dream.
Unfortunately, this overly realistic dream made her unable to fall asleep again, and she sat there until dawn.
The next day when she went to have breakfast, Old Mrs. Ning jokingly asked her if she had done anything bad last night.
Ning Zhihuan forced a smile, but didn't say much. He was in a daze the whole morning.
Finally, it was Li Xueyan who reminded her whether she should go to Xiao Yuchi's house for extra lessons today, and she came to her senses.
Perhaps out of regret, Ning Zhihuan felt that he should stay by Xiao Yuchi's side today, even if it was just for peace of mind.
She has never been a person who likes to meddle in other people's affairs. She has her own explanation for her behavior this time - she is afraid that Xiao Yuchi will die and she will not be able to see the unique copy.
After finding a reasonable excuse for himself, Ning Zhihuan picked up his Jiefang bag and left, completely ignoring Xiao Yuchi's words.
When we arrived at the manor, the attitudes of the people outside were completely different.
He was acting so cool yesterday, but today he bowed very respectfully and let her pass.
But Ning Zhihuan didn't have time to care about these details and rushed directly to Xiao Yuchi's room.
The moment I saw him sitting on the sofa reading a book, safe and sound, my heart suddenly relaxed.
She secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
Xiao Yuchi was a little surprised, "You're here so early?"
Ning Zhihuan laughed awkwardly, "I prefer studying."
She couldn't possibly say that she had a dream in which he died and that's why she rushed over here in a hurry.
He would think he was cursing him.
Xiao Yuchi closed the book and put it aside, then stood up with his long legs crossed and walked towards her.
"Then take out your textbook and start now." Xiao Yuchi paused and added, "You can read the book only after you finish studying."
Ning Zhihuan was a little absent-minded at this time. He nodded randomly and "picked up trash" in his Jiefang bag.
She searched and rummaged, even pouring out everything in her Jiefang bag. Only after turning it upside down did she realize that she didn't bring her textbook!
I guess I forgot. I originally wanted to bring it with me when I went out this morning, but I was in such a hurry that I forgot about it.
Looking at the Jiefang bag that contained a lot of things but not a single textbook, and seeing Ning Zhihuan looking a little uneasy, Xiao Yuchi understood what overwork was.
It seems that he didn't take my words to heart.
"Then please go back and bring the book over so we can talk about it, or... you don't have to come."
Xiao Yuchi's tone remained indifferent, but Ning Zhihuan could hear his anger.
No wonder, he gave me extra lessons with good intentions, but I didn't take it seriously and was nonchalant about it.
He probably felt insulted.
Ning Zhihuan wanted to explain, but this guy had such a bad temper that he just walked out on his own.
Ning Zhihuan originally didn't want to indulge him and wanted to just walk away, but when she thought of the unfinished book and the dream... she gritted her teeth and followed him.
"Listen to my explanation. There is a reason. I didn't mean to leave my books behind. Otherwise, if you let me read it today, I can just bring a few more textbooks tomorrow to make up for it, right?"
In Ning Zhihuan's eyes, this matter was really nothing. He just wanted to learn from him under a certain name. He didn't really want to learn anything from him.
After all, although she had never experienced the college entrance examination, she had taken the college entrance examination papers and scored only about 740 points, so there was no pressure.
What's more, I started learning it in junior high school.
I thought Xiao Yuchi would ignore me, but he turned around and said, "I'm afraid I'll finish reading it today and won't come tomorrow."
I don’t know if it was Ning Zhihuan’s illusion, but I always felt that there was a hint of resentment in her tone.
"How is that possible?" The goal has not been achieved yet. At least we have to wait until she goes to school, Ning Zhihuan thought.
No matter what Ning Zhihuan said next, Xiao Yuchi didn't listen and just walked forward on his own. Ning Zhihuan walked and chanted behind him like Tang Monk.
Before they knew it, they had reached a lawn. Xiao Yuchi turned around with a frown, seeming to be a little annoyed by her noise.
Ning Zhihuan was stunned. This scene was too familiar.
The tulips beside him, the workers watering the flowers, and Xiao Yuchi looking at him, so!
She looked up and saw something about to fall from the sky.
The body moved faster than the mind. Ning Zhihuan stepped forward and pushed Xiao Yuchi a few steps away. Because he didn't have time to evacuate, the flowerpot hit his shoulder and broke it on the spot.
Xiao Yuchi reacted quickly and looked up immediately, but there was nothing on the rooftop.
But this flowerpot won’t just fall out of thin air like this!
Without thinking too much, Xiao Yuchi picked Ning Zhihuan up by the waist as she screamed, and turned around and ran back despite her resistance.
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