Reborn, she saved the boy who was bullied to death

Chapter 214 Grandma, I'm Sorry

But what's going on? Huh? No? Where's the message from that strange number?

I flipped through the list with my fingers and found only a few unimportant text messages unread, but no messages from any unfamiliar numbers.

Shang Qing was stunned. How could it be gone? Why not?

With shaking fingers, she clicked on the message again and again to check, but still nothing. Could it be that the message was sent to WeChat and she remembered it wrongly?

Shang Qing quickly opened WeChat, but there was nothing else except unread messages and public accounts sent by friends.

Maybe I saw it in the mailbox?

Shang Qing became increasingly confused and bewildered. She opened her email again, but still nothing.

There was no text message threat from that stranger. No! Not anywhere! She had clearly seen it last night. Why not? Where did it go?

Shang Qing's forehead was covered in sweat, and her breathing was unsteady. She was unsure. Could someone have looked at her phone?

That's not right. Her phone fell into a crack and was already out of battery. Could she have accidentally deleted it yesterday?

Thinking of this possibility, Shang Qing found the SMS recycling bin. There were indeed some text messages in it, but there was no threatening text message at all.

Shang Qing felt a little dizzy and achy. She didn't know what was going on. Could it be that no one had sent the text message at all, but she had just happened to see Grandma Kang sad these past two days, and heard those words, and blamed herself for it, so much so that she kept thinking about it day and night?

Was she worried that Grandma Kang would find out, so she dreamt someone was sending her threatening messages? Then she had a fever and was completely confused. Did she really take it seriously?

Shang Qing lay in bed, her forehead damp. She took a deep breath. Tears streamed down her cheeks. She was filled not only with fear, but also with the despair and pain she had experienced in her dream.

Uncle Shangyang jumped into the lake to save her, and when she was about to drown and suffocate, he pulled her out and brought her to shore. But what did she do? She actually kicked and struggled to get to shore to save her own life, and even later, she watched her uncle completely submerged in the lake.

The woman in the dream must be the woman she is now. With her current thoughts and consciousness, she desperately tried to stop herself. She felt her voice grow hoarse from shouting, as if she were trapped in a container, the sound only she could hear. Her body was completely out of her control, and the cruel, selfish voice also came from that body.

And she couldn't stop it, couldn't stop it. She could only watch in despair as her beloved Uncle Shangyang completely disappeared before her eyes. She was powerless. She was a murderer! She had killed the man she loved the most!

Uncle Shangyang was so kind to her, taking care of her until she was old. He was only eleven years older than her, but he was like a little father figure to her. How could she have had the heart to do that to him before her rebirth?

Ji Xun had been at the outer door, watching Shang Qing through the crack. He had thought everything was fine, but when he saw her sobbing silently, then choking and gasping for breath, Ji Xun could no longer remain calm and rushed in.

In this way, it was more clearly seen that Shang Qing's hands were pressed hard on her heart, and she was struggling to raise her head. She looked helpless because of crying, choking and having difficulty breathing.

Ji Xun hugged Shang Qing's upper body, his voice trembling and anxious: "Sister, what's wrong with you? Don't scare me."

Shang Qingwei opened her eyes slightly, her voice intermittent: "It hurts... wuwuwu... uh... it hurts... Xiaoxun... it hurts so much... wuwuwu..."

"Sister, sister, where does it hurt... Sister, tell me..." Ji Xun's eyes were blurred with tears, but he didn't dare to cry out loud. However, when he saw Shang Qing in so much pain, his heart ached.

"My heart... my heart hurts so much... wuwuwu... Xiaoxun... my heart... hurts so much." Shang Qing's tears were completely uncontrollable, soaking her palm-sized face. It was no longer possible to tell whether it was tears or sweat on her face.

Grandma Kang, who was cooking in the kitchen, was so frightened by Shang Qing's helpless and heart-wrenching cries that she dropped the dishes. She didn't care about anything else and staggered towards Shang Qing's room.

"Qingqing, Qingqing, what's wrong! What's wrong! Don't scare grandma." Grandma Kang lay down beside the bed and looked at Shang Qing's desperate and painful appearance. She was so scared that she didn't know what to do.

When Shang Qing saw her grandmother crying, she became more confused, and she felt more regretful and self-blaming.

If it weren't for me, Grandma Kang would have been a happy old lady, surrounded by her children and grandchildren. If it weren't for her saving me, her son wouldn't have been killed. She wouldn't have suffered so much, and she wouldn't have died so early from my anger. The root of all evil is my appearance! I am the one who committed the crime!

Shang Qing struggled to open her tearful eyes and stared at Grandma Kang, crying so hard that she couldn't breathe: "Grandma... wuwu... Grandma, I'm sorry... wuwuwu... I'm sorry... It's me..."

Ji Xun's eyes darkened. He lifted her head and placed it on his shoulder, pressing his cheek against her wet face, stopping Shang Qing from saying anything else: "Sister, you are sick. It's okay. Nothing happened. Be good, Xiao Xun will take you to see a doctor. Don't be afraid. Xiao Xun will always be by your side. I will always be with you."

Trapped in her own chaotic thoughts, Shang Qing seemed to hear heavenly music. She wished she could curl up in this warm embrace, an embrace that gave her an infinite sense of security.

Grandma Kang was terrified. It was the first time she had seen Shang Qing like this. She was truly worried. Especially since she had just touched Shang Qing's forehead and saw that her fever had intensified. Her temperature was probably even higher.

Ji Xun felt that the girl in his arms was not so excited anymore, so he hurriedly said to Grandma Kang, "Grandma, my sister is sick. I want to take her to the hospital. Please help me pack her things now."

"Hey hey hey. Okay. Okay." Grandma Kang already had experience because of taking care of Ji Xun. She hurriedly packed up the necessary items as quickly as possible.

Perhaps because she had used up too much energy from crying and excitement, Shang Qing had already fallen asleep again after being coaxed by Ji Xun. Ji Xun also took advantage of this time to get a taxi and waited for Grandma Kang to help Shang Qing change her clothes.

Grandma Kang wanted to go to the hospital with her. Ji Xun refused. He knew that Grandma Kang was worried, but he was worried that Shang Qing would reveal something that would make Grandma Kang suspicious. He only explained: "Grandma, I need to take my sister to check a lot of things. If you go, I have to take care of you."

Just these words made Grandma Kang give up. She knew that with her health and age, going like this would only cause trouble for Ji Xun. She only reminded Ji Xun: "Remember to tell me the result. Remember."

Ji Xun nodded, and the taxi driver took the bag and placed it in the trunk. He told Grandma Kang, "Grandma, please go back soon. I'll contact you as soon as I get the results. We won't be back today. Please lock the door."

Feeling Shang Qing move slightly in his arms, he quickly carried her to the car, his cheek against hers, coaxing her gently: "Be good, sleep a little longer, be good."

He felt the person in his arms relax and fall asleep again, but when he saw her flushed and wet cheeks, the pain in his heart became even stronger.