Reborn, she saved the boy who was bullied to death

Chapter 336: No courage to face, only escape

However, even though he had realized all this in his heart, Shang Qing still couldn't stop running madly.

The surrounding scenery quickly receded, like a movie with the fast-forward button pressed. Everything became blurred, and only the fear and uneasiness in my heart became clearer and stronger.

During this period of time, she clearly felt that she was becoming more and more strange, especially when she was with Ji Xun, the feeling was even more obvious.

The independent, strong and confident girl seemed to have gradually disappeared, replaced by a strange woman who was anxious, sensitive and fragile.

At this moment, facing Ji Xun's straightforward and passionate confession, Shang Qing was really scared.

She was afraid of this kind of love that came without warning, afraid of being hurt after devoting herself wholeheartedly, and even more afraid that this beautiful relationship that seemed like a dream bubble would disappear in an instant, leaving her with only a broken heart.

However, deep in his heart, a faint but persistent voice quietly sounded: "In fact, don't you feel that you have developed an indescribable affection for him?"

This feeling is like a bud breaking through the soil in spring, tiny but growing tenaciously. Whenever I think of his warm smile, caring eyes, and gentle words, my heart is filled with ripples.

Just then, at that moment, when those words suddenly reached Shang Qing's ears, she was completely stunned, completely at a loss. Her eyes widened, her mouth slightly open, wanting to say something in response, but her throat seemed to be tightly strangled by an invisible hand, and no sound came out.

After a brief stalemate, Shang Qing suddenly turned and ran like a frightened rabbit. She ran so fast, as if some terrifying monster was chasing her.

In fact, what really made her run away was the panic in her heart about the sudden emotion, the unknown about the future and the deep fear.

She ran to a large tree not far away, then leaned against the trunk, bent down, and placed her hands on her knees, breathing heavily. However, her fingers, as if uncontrollably, rested on the lips that had just been kissed, gently stroking them.

At this moment, she could clearly feel her heart beating wildly, as if it was about to burst out of her chest. Her cheeks also became red and hot like ripe apples due to the intense exercise and tension.

At the same time, Ji Xun's confession words kept echoing in her mind over and over again, lingering.

Every word was like a heavy hammer, hitting her heart hard.

She subconsciously covered her chest with her hands, trying to calm her restless heart, but the more she did so, the clearer his shadow became in her mind.

Shang Qing was in extreme confusion. She didn't know whether she should respond to this feeling.

On the one hand, she did have special feelings for Ji Xun; but on the other hand, she was afraid that once she accepted this relationship, she would face many unforeseen problems and challenges.

Yes, Shang Qing was deeply obsessed with the time Ji Xun spent with her.

Those beautiful moments spent with him are embedded in the long river of memory like bright stars, shining brightly.

When he was not around, her heart seemed to have turned into a deserted empty city, and loneliness and loss surged like a tide.

The once fulfilling and wonderful life has become empty and boring, and even the passage of time seems particularly long.

Unconsciously, time passed by quietly like the gurgling stream, and Ji Xun was like a gentle spring breeze, silently sneaking into the softest and most secret corner of her heart.

In this unknown area, he was like a seed with tenacious vitality, taking deep roots and slowly beginning to sprout and grow.

Shang Qing didn't know when it started, but she had gradually become accustomed to Ji Xun's company and presence.

Whether it was when the first ray of sunlight in the morning gently fell on the bed through the gap in the curtains, or when night fell and the stars in the sky twinkled like bright gems embellishing the vast night sky, she couldn't help but think of him.

Because of Ji Xun's presence, all these originally ordinary scenes were given a different kind of brilliant color.

To this day, Ji Xun is no longer just a simple existence to Shang Qing, but has been integrated into every aspect of her life, becoming an irreplaceable and indispensable part of her life.

If she really lost Ji Xun one day, she didn't even dare to imagine how she would get through the long days of the rest of her life.

Even if she just tried to imagine a picture without him in her mind, a heart-wrenching pain would instantly sweep over her like a surging tide, drowning her entire body.

The pain was so intense, as if thousands of extremely sharp arrows were shooting into her heart at the same time, making Shang Qing feel like she was dying.

Every throbbing heartbeat was accompanied by waves of sharp, piercing pain, as if a cold and ruthless hand was cruelly tearing her already fragile heart into pieces bit by bit, and then mercilessly throwing these pieces into that cold, dark corner where no sunlight could reach.

Her thoughts became increasingly confused, and she irritably reached out and pressed her head, as if this could dispel her worries.

Time passed minute by minute, and she didn't know how much time had passed. Shang Qing still stood there, the world around her still in chaos, but her mind gradually calmed down.

Perhaps the physical exhaustion from all this tossing and turning allowed her to temporarily forget the turmoil in her heart; or perhaps, without realizing it, she had begun to slowly sort out her thoughts...

"Haha! Shang Qing! You really are a vixen!" A sharp and sarcastic voice suddenly came from the darkness, like a sharp sword cutting through the originally peaceful atmosphere.

Shang Qing suddenly raised his head and saw the speaking figure slowly approaching this side. As the distance got closer, the figure gradually became clearer.

Shang Qing's eyes, which had just turned slightly red due to crying, were now filled with inexplicable disgust.

She stared coldly at the person approaching her—Zhao Yan—with a heart filled with confusion and annoyance. She couldn't understand why this girl, with whom she had no grudges, would bother her so frequently.

Shang Qing didn't want to waste any more time talking to her. At the same time, his eyes were fixed on the somewhat insane Zhao Yan: "Zhao Yan, what do you mean?"

At this moment, Zhao Yan had a smug smile on her face, and her eyes revealed an unfathomable viciousness.

(It's the weekend today, and I've had a good rest. I've got some ideas for writing. I'll add another chapter. I hope you all like it.)