Reborn, she saved the boy who was bullied to death

Chapter 220 Discovering the Bracelet on the Wrist

Since he couldn't do it, Shang Qing could only sigh helplessly.

Ji Xun didn't know about Shang Qing's current little regret. When he lifted the quilt to cover her, he saw the loss on Shang Qing's expression. He was worried, so he leaned over and touched her forehead with his big hand.

At this, Shang Qing's eyes lit up, and her two small hands pinched Ji Xun's cheeks, gently twisting them. Seeing the fair cheeks flushed pink, she felt satisfied. Ji Xun seemed to never let her feel regretful, no matter what. Whether intentional or not, it was always like this.

All Ji Xun could see was this bright and shining smile. Seeing that the pair of tender white hands were about to be put down, he pinched the pair of hands that had just been naughty with both hands, and put them back into the quilt in a very good-tempered manner.

Ji Xun tucked the quilt in place and said with a smile, "Sister, are you happy?"

"Yeah." Shang Qing smiled brightly, not feeling that there was anything wrong with what she had just done.

Seeing Shang Qing in much better spirits, Ji Xun felt relieved, and a warm smile flashed in Shang Qing's eyes.

"Be good, sister. You are still weak. You need to rest to get better faster." Ji Xun looked at the time. It was too late. Shang Qing was still weak and he was worried.

Listening to Ji Xun's magnetic voice that was as soothing as a cello, Shang Qing, who was lying back on the hospital bed without thinking about anything else, was indeed a little sleepy.

Watching Shang Qing's eyes blinking gently, her vision became increasingly hazy, until she slowly closed them. Her long eyelashes cast shadows on her porcelain-white cheeks, which was very beautiful. Ji Xun gently touched her head and said softly, "Sister, good night."

Then, the lights were turned off, and the room was instantly plunged into darkness.

Ji Xun walked to the sofa not far away and turned on the lamp on the small coffee table on his side. This dim light filled the room with warmth.

Shang Qing slowly opened his eyes, gently tilted his head, and looked at the tall and straight figure in the dim light. A reassuring smile appeared on his lips, and he closed his eyes again and fell asleep peacefully.

Ji Xun lay on the sofa, which was a bit short for his height. He didn't mind at all and lay down, curling up on the sofa. But it was too uncomfortable, so he just lay down and let his long legs hang over the edge of the sofa.

Gazing at the hazy figure on the hospital bed, Ji Xun's eyes and eyebrows were filled with a relieved smile. His sister was finally okay. How wonderful.

Not long after, it was dawn outside.

The person on the bed rustled the quilt as she struggled to get up. Shang Qing now had some strength left in her body, no longer unable to move like she had at night.

Sitting on the edge of the bed, she followed the dim light and looked under the bed. There were no shoes. But she was very anxious now.

"Oh, forget it, let it be." Shang Qing sighed inwardly. When her feet touched the ground, the coldness of the floor made her hair stand on end. She wanted to hurry up even more.

Yes. She wanted to go to the bathroom and looked for her slippers, but couldn't find them. She also couldn't find her shoes. There was nothing she could do if she couldn't find her shoes; the floor wasn't dirty, so she could go without shoes.

It's no wonder Shang Qing couldn't find her. When Ji Xun carried her to the hospital, he hadn't noticed she hadn't put shoes on. Later, when she was examined in various places in the hospital, it was Ji Xun who was holding her. And then, after that, she was lying in bed the whole time...

Grandma brought slippers for Shang Qing and Ji Xun, but because Shang Qing had been lying in bed, Ji Xun was busy thinking about strategic plans and forgot to take out Shang Qing's slippers.

It's easy to imagine how much Ji Xun had sacrificed and how exhausted he must have been when she was sick with a fever. Worried about waking Ji Xun, and because she was weak, Shang Qing slowly walked towards the bathroom. Her cautious look made her look like a little penguin, very adorable.

Because he was worried about Shang Qing, Ji Xun didn't sleep well. When he heard a slight sound, he opened his eyes and saw the clumsy little penguin.

Ji Xun, who was drowsy, suddenly sat up, ran towards Shang Qing, bent down, and picked up Shang Qing in his arms with a gentle princess hug.

"Ah!" Shang Qing, who was concentrating on walking, was startled by the sudden hug and instinctively wrapped his arms around Ji Xun's neck.

Ji Xun then realized that he had been rash: "Sister, I'm sorry, I scared you."

Shang Qing was only startled for a moment, but when she realized it was Ji Xun, she no longer cared. The sound she made was just instinct. As soon as she thought about what she was going to do, she pushed Ji Xun's chest and said anxiously, "Xiao Xun, put me down. I'm going to the bathroom."

"It's okay. Sister, you're not well yet. I'll carry you there." Ji Xun only knew that Shang Qing was weak now. Seeing her walking with such difficulty just now, he felt so distressed that he would never let her walk by herself again!

Before Shang Qing could refute, Ji Xun had already strode into the bathroom with her in his arms. When he was about to put her down, her bare feet naturally caught Ji Xun's eye. Ji Xun then realized that there were no shoes on her shiny feet.

How could this be possible! The floor was icy cold, and Shang Qing was still weak. How could she, who had just recovered from a serious illness, endure this?

Ji Xun's face darkened, but he couldn't bear to scold his sister.

He placed Shang Qing on the toilet seat, took off his slippers, squatted down, and put the two slippers on Shang Qing's little feet.

Looking at the big slippers, Ji Xun raised a helpless smile.

The slippers were large, making Shang Qing's feet look even more delicate and petite, and her tender white toes were very cute. His eyes dimmed slightly, and he quickly lowered them, hiding the heat and possessiveness in them.

Before Shang Qing could say anything, Ji Xun had already left the bathroom and closed the door from the outside.

After using the restroom, Shang Qing stood up and walked to the sink to wash her hands. However, as she scrubbed her fingers under the running water, she noticed a string of prayer beads on her wrist. What was this?

The beads weren't big, but each one shone with a lustrous luster. Very beautiful. She lifted her wrist and sniffed, loving the fresh, elegant scent.

Is this a gift from Xiaoxun? She is no longer surprised by the fact that Xiaoxun always buys gifts for her from time to time.

Shang Qing saw Ji Xun as a boy who particularly valued the joys of life. Wherever he went, he would bring gifts for her and her grandmother. Even if he didn't go anywhere else, if he saw something interesting, he would bring it back for Shang Qing.

Not to mention the big holidays. Shang Qing never had to envy others for having boyfriends. She had such a wonderful brother that every day was like Valentine's Day.

I don't know why this phrase popped up in my head. Shang Qing was stunned for a moment. A brother is a brother, what's the point of Valentine's Day? These are all surprise gifts from a brother to a sister.

Shang Qing frowned and patted her head. She was really getting worse at using words to describe things. She and Ji Xun were just siblings, so how could she use something as sensitive as Valentine's Day? She was secretly annoyed.