Chapter 92: Is It Just a Dream?

"He Tiantian, wake up!"

He Tiantian's brain suddenly felt a tingling pain, and he was pulled back into this world.

She slowly opened her eyes.

In the room, the dim light of the desk lamp illuminated the whole room, and she glanced at Ji Shaosi, who was sitting next to her bed with an anxious expression.

What about Mom?

He Tiantian was in a hurry, jumped up from the bed all of a sudden, and stumbled out of bed.

I wanted to move forward, but I felt as if something was holding on to my hand.

When I looked down, I saw that my hand was poked with an indwelling needle, and the hose was connected to the hanging bottle.

She ripped the indwelling needle off, and blood flowed out.

"Mom!

Mom! ”

He Tiantian didn't even bother to put on slippers, and ran out of the room barefoot, looking for his mother.

"Mom!

Mom!

Mom, don't you want to be Tiantian. ”

He Tiantian shouted desperately, her voice was hoarse, and her mother still did not respond.

He Tiantian looked at the familiar and unfamiliar villa, sat down on the ground, and looked into the distance with a dull gaze.

Reason told her that it was just a dream of her own.

But the touch of my mother's hug just now was too real, and she still felt warm.

The bright red and piercing blood on the back of his fair-skinned hand dripped on the ground drop by drop, but He Tiantian was unaware.

"It's cold outside, you're still feverish, go in!"

I don't know when, Ji Shaosi was already standing behind He Tiantian.

He Tiantian raised his head, looked at the deep-eyed Ji Shaosi, shook his head, and whispered in a hoarse voice, "I want to sit here and be quiet." ”

Ji Shaosi lowered his eyes, looked at He Tiantian, who was sitting on the ground regardless of his image, his face was pale without a trace of blood, and said,

"Okay."

He Tiantian listened to the footsteps of Ji Shaosi leaving, and stared blankly at the brilliant crystal lamp hanging on the ceiling.

After a while, Ji Shaosi walked over with a pillow and a thick woolen blanket.

He squatted down and said in a soft and non-rejectable tone, "It's cool underground, pad." ”

"Thank you." He Tiantian looked at Ji Shaosi at this moment with a white face, his eyebrows and eyes at the moment were very soft, not as cold as usual, He Tiantian rarely saw Ji Shaosi so humane.

She took the pillow handed by Ji Shaosi and put it under her.

Ji Shaosi took the wool blanket and gently wrapped He Tiantian.

In this way, He Tiantian wrapped himself in a woolen blanket, sat on the ground with a pillow, lowered his head, and hugged his knees.

Ji Shaosi stood behind He Tiantian and looked at He Tiantian's lonely and thin back.

I remembered that day, the night she designed him to enter the hotel, and she was so lonely and lonely, as if the whole world had abandoned her.

He said as he thought about that night, "Since you're homesick, get back in time." ”

But he opened his mouth and couldn't speak.

He was just worried that she was already sick, so he didn't want to stimulate her anymore!

She went back to the United States, and he didn't know how happy he was!

。。。

He Tiantian's high fever came and went quickly.

I didn't expect it to be completely fine the next day.

She had been resting for many days because of illness, thinking that there was not much time left for the college entrance examination, so she insisted on going to school.

Aunt Li couldn't resist He Tiantian, so she called Ji Shaosi and asked Lao Yang to send He Tiantian to school.

As soon as she entered the classroom with her schoolbag on her back, she saw Liu Mengqi's provocative gaze as soon as she stood at the door, so how can you bear my eyes, He Tiantian couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart.

Liu Mengqi still came to school.