The smell of disinfectant water filled the tip of his nose, He Ximing lay on the bed and moved, opened his eyes with some difficulty, and frowned and looked around.

The white walls, the white bedding, and the medical instruments around him made him begin to struggle vigorously to sit up straight, and screamed violently.

"This is the hospital? Why don't you let me die? Why save me?"

"Huh...... Why does the little guy want to die at a young age? Besides, I heard that you get a scholarship every year, and your future is limitless, why do you want to die at this time? Could it be that you have been chased by a certain lady recently?"

As the sound of joking appeared in his ears, the "ward door" was opened from the outside, and a familiar and unfamiliar face appeared in front of him.

He Ximing was stunned for a moment, staring blankly at the man who entered the door, and his heart set off a turbulent wave.

This man he knew, their college doctor.

The man walked over in a white coat, and couldn't help but reach over and put the back of his hand on He Ximing's forehead, frowning.

"It's strange, I don't have a fever! Could it be that it's just a low blood sugar, and it can make you a living fool with a high IQ?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw that He Ximing, who was originally infusion on the hospital bed, changed his complexion, quickly pulled out the needle on the back of his hand, and rushed out without doing anything.

Familiar roads, familiar scenery, and even familiar classmates.

Everything is familiar.

Suddenly, he felt the urge to cry!

Came back, and he really came back?

He slapped himself hard and laughed.

It hurts, does it mean that this is true?

It's just that he stopped after the next second, and his original excitement suddenly stopped, his steps hesitated, and his eyes were confused.

Born again, and then what?

Isn't it going to meet her?

Is it to repeat the events of her previous life, or is it far away from her, never to be seen again?

But Qi Qian'er didn't give him this chance to hesitate at all, and before He Ximing could figure it out, he had already appeared in front of him with a delicate lunch box, reached out and grabbed his arm, and shouted in a hurry.

"He Ximing, He Ximing, aren't you getting a hanging needle? Why did you come out so quickly? Ah, why is there blood on the back of your hand? Is it that the school doctor deliberately corrected you? I'll help you get revenge!"

She chirped He Ximing and finished speaking, and then, as if thinking of something, she couldn't help but shrink, turned her head and squeezed out a smile dryly, and handed over her lunch box.

"Well, I asked someone to make you chicken soup, do you want to try it?"

Now Qi Xi'er is dressed in a punk outfit, with a pair of motorcycle boots on her feet, her hair is dyed in color, her palm-sized face is smeared like a ghost, bright eye shadow, blood-red lips, everything can't make people feel any beauty.

But He Ximing was now standing in place and looking at her at this time, the originally calm heart lake set off huge waves, and he looked at Qi Qian'er expressionlessly and asked leisurely.

"Who told you to make me soup?"

Yes?

Qi Qian'er blinked, raised her eyes and glanced at He Ximing, she took two steps back helplessly, and looked at He Ximing cautiously.

"Well, aren't you happy? I'm sorry I didn't think through your thoughts before. But it's good for your health, don't you still want to study abroad? What if you're not in good health?"

She tried to explain, but her eyes were still timid, as if there was a beast in front of her that would burst out and hurt people at any moment.

"If, if you don't want to see me, I'll leave the soup and I'll go, okay?"

He Ximing took a deep breath, stretched out his hand and tightly took the trembling and cautious person into his arms.

The strength is so great that Qi Qian'er has the illusion that Bao'er is breaking his waist.

She swallowed a mouthful of saliva fiercely, although it hurt to be held, the sweetness that emanated from the bottom of her heart made her completely ignore it, and she only stiffened herself and hid in He Ximing's arms and didn't dare to move.

What if he moves and He Ximing regrets hugging himself?

After a long time, Qi Qian'er spoke awkwardly.

"That, He Ximing, are you not only hypoglycemic, but also have a fever and dizziness or something?"

Otherwise, why would he be so good to her? He Ximing felt redundant when he looked at her before.

He Ximing suddenly let go of the person, reached out and grabbed Qi Qian'er's shoulder, looked at her, and spoke word by word.

"In the future, you're not allowed to cook again, you know?"

Qi Qian'er's eyes widened, the black and white pupils reflected the man's dark handsome face, she bit her lip, the light in her eyes went out little by little, and finally nodded gently with her little head hanging down.

"Okay, I got it!"

The gnat-thin voice was frustrated, completely different from her eyebrows just now.

I've worked very hard, but he still sees that he did it himself, so he hates the house and Wu, so he hates it, right?

Looking at Qi Qian'er now, He Ximing's heart throbbed suddenly, and he only felt like a stone pounding heavily on his heart, sullen and painful.

He took a deep breath and reached out to touch Qi Qian'er's head, and the gentleness almost drowned Qi Qian'er in it.

Qi Qian'er raised her eyes suddenly, her eyes were shining and she looked at He Ximing's movements, but she suddenly frowned and stood on tiptoe to his forehead, and then touched her own, and found that he did not have a fever, and a touch of complexity suddenly flashed on his face, and she looked at him carefully.

"He Ximing, are you making a bet with someone?"

He Ximing was stunned at first, and suddenly remembered that he was angry once in his memory, but his classmates said that he fell in love with Qi Qian'er's money and took the initiative to seduce her, so he bet with them that she would do whatever she asked Qi Qian'er to do, not to seduce her herself, but that she took the initiative to pursue him.

Everyone didn't believe that Qi Qian'er, who was like a little sister, could sacrifice He Ximing, and they joined in the fun.

So, he sent a text message to Qi Qian'er, asking Qi Qian'er to wait for him in the middle of the largest square in S City one day and not to leave.

As a result, it rained in the middle, he forgot about it while studying in the library, and the next day he received the reverent eyes of his classmates, and when he asked, he learned that Qi Qian'er had been waiting in the rain for a day and a night, and the result was a high fever turned to pneumonia!

The guilt and self-blame in his heart were incomprehensible, He Ximing wanted to slap himself a few times, angrily scolding himself for being such a bastard in his previous life, but before he could make a move, he saw Qi Qian'er shrug her shoulders and pretend to be nothing, and she pulled out a big smile at him, but the smile was fragile, and it seemed to burst like a bubble.

"It's okay, I can do anything for you. You say, what's the bet this time? I'm sure I'll be able to help you win them. ”

The girl's stubbornness and persistence are distressing.

He Ximing's work and life in his previous life for more than 30 years made him learn to be emotionally introverted early, but at this time, his heart was tightly clenched, how blind was he to ignore the beauty around him?

He Ximing didn't speak, and Qi Qian'er didn't dare to speak.

The atmosphere was stiff and awkward.

The last thing Qi Qian'er wanted to face was He Ximing, who was looking at her expressionlessly, always feeling that she was useless, and she didn't even know where to put her hands and feet.

She cautiously smiled flatteringly at the man and spoke softly.

"He Ximing, do you speak, don't stop talking, I'm afraid. ”

He Ximing closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and then slowly exhaled, suppressed his already hot eyes, reached out and grabbed Qi Qian'er's hand accurately and put it in his palm.

His originally small and delicate fingers now had a few wounds, and he looked at it in a low voice, touched it, and slowly spoke.

"Don't cook for me anymore......!

He exhaled heavily, turned his eyes to look straight at Qi Qian'er, and spoke without blinking.

"I'll do it for you. ”

He had cooked in his previous life, but he had only done it for that slut.

Since he has met Qi Qian'er in this life, it is better to let him hold Qi Qian'er in the palm of his hand in the future and live his life as a baby!

Make up for everything you owe her in your previous life?

Yes?

Qi Qian'er blinked, looking at He Ximing in disbelief, from the time he just hugged herself, to what she just said, she couldn't help pinching herself fiercely, although there was pain, she still felt that she was dreaming

"He Ximing, He Ximing, have you been drugged? Or are you not you at all? Or am I dreaming at all? Really, if you pinch me, am I still not awake?"

She reached out and slapped her face a few times, and then grabbed He Ximing's hand and pressed it on her body.

He Ximing grabbed her small hand that kept moving and shook his head.

"No, it's not a hallucination, it's not a dream. It's true, Qi Qian'er, give me a chance, let me follow you, okay?"

He stood still on his feet, looking down at the little girl who had just reached his chin, although she was now dressed like a colorful flower butterfly, although she would not do anything but cause trouble now, but at least she had a heart for herself, it was true!

Qi Qian'er stood in place, looking at He Ximing stupidly, and after a long time, she directly reached out and pushed He Ximing away, turned her head and rushed out.

He Ximing stood in place, stretched out his hand to carry the heavy lunch box, and slowly clenched his fingers.

Since you have to do it all over again, give him a chance to make up for everything!

Keep all the storms out of you, and live for you alone in this life.

Qi Qian'er covered her mouth and found a few of her good sisters crying, but no matter how they asked, she didn't say anything, just cried.

"I know, it must be that He Ximing again, he is sarcastic about you again, isn't he?"

"Let's go, let's go and avenge you. ”

"Yes, this time let's see how my aunt repairs him! If it weren't for him, Qian'er wouldn't be coldly looked at and ridiculed in school, I would have looked at him unpleasantly a long time ago!"

……

The little sisters who usually play with Qi Qian'er immediately rolled up their sleeves and stood up to stick knives in their sisters' ribs.