Reborn, she saved the boy who was bullied to death

Chapter 208 I Will Always Be By Your Side

At this moment, Shang Qing just wanted to hide and curl up so that no one could find her.

She was really scared. She was afraid that if Ji Xun knew that she had killed his uncle, how would he look at her?

Shang Yang sank into the lake because of her, so she was a murderer! Even though she was only in the third grade at the time, she had been so vicious since she was a child, how terrible would she be now?

How could such a vicious person like her deserve the happiness she has now?

Yes. How could such a cruel and selfish person like her deserve the happiness she has now?

Thinking about how she could be happy, how she could pretend that the incident had not happened! Shang Qing's eyes widened, and she suddenly felt cold, shivering, and shaking.

"Sister, are you feeling unwell?" Ji Xun frowned, looking at Shang Qing's instantly pale face. He sat down beside the bed worriedly, holding her in his arms with his big hands, and coaxed her patiently, "Sister, it was all a nightmare just now, not real. It's okay now. It's okay."

Ji Xun thought Shang Qing had just had a nightmare and hadn't recovered yet. So, he wanted her to feel the security of someone familiar, perhaps that would help her out of her predicament.

Since her rebirth, Shang Qing had always harbored a knot in her heart. She'd simply deceived herself, automatically sealing away that memory. She'd thought it wouldn't matter if she didn't touch upon it, and for a year, she'd done just that. It hadn't let her fall into the despair of pain and self-blame again.

But now that the secret has been revealed, how can she ignore it, continue to deceive herself, and keep herself out of it?

She was so miserable and desperate not only because of what Grandma Kang said in that mysterious bedroom yesterday afternoon, but also because of a message she received last night, which was the last straw that broke the camel's back:

"Shang Qing, you're a murderer, have you forgotten? Why are you living so carefree now? Do you think you can keep it a secret forever? Your uncle Shang Yang was kicked into the water by you and drowned. You're so happy and free now, but he's still at the bottom of the lake, probably eaten by fish until only his bones are left. How can you enjoy everyone's love with such a clear conscience? Haha. Others may not know, but I've been watching you the whole time."

It was because of this strange text message that she suddenly fell into an ice cellar and completely fell into the desperate and painful cliff.

"Xiaoxun, if I... wasn't a good girl... would you... be scared?" Shang Qing nestled in Ji Xun's strong chest, her small hands clutching the hem of his clothes. Her usually fair and tender hands were now slightly pale and cold.

The trembling little body shook Ji Xun's heart. "Sister, what happened? Why is she so fragile, pale and afraid?"

Ji Xun hugged her tighter, becoming more patient, hoping the warmth in his embrace would make Shang Qing relax a little. "Sister, don't talk nonsense. I'm the best girl."

"But, but, what if I'm not a good girl. I'm different from what you think. I'm a liar, hypocritical. I'm not..." Shang Qing tilted her little face up, staring at Ji Xun with her eyes wide open, her bright eyes now confused and at a loss, big tears filling her eyes and sliding down the corners of her eyes.

"Sister, sister, what's wrong with you? Be good and tell me, what happened? Okay, sister." Ji Xun was scared. It was the first time he saw Shang Qing so desperate and completely denying herself. He was so nervous that his heart ached, but he could do nothing.

He could only clumsily wipe away her large, crystal clear tears with his fingers. Those tears burned his heart, as if they were going to burn him to ashes.

Shang Qing shook her head helplessly. She felt weak all over, her soft and delicate body trembling with cold. She frowned and refused, "I, I can't tell you... You will all stay away from me... You will be afraid of me..."

Looking at the dense layer of sweat beads on Shang Qing's forehead and the hair sticking to her cheeks, Ji Xun put his palm on Shang Qing's forehead and tried it. Sure enough, his sister had a fever and the temperature was very high.

Ji Xun became increasingly anxious, but he couldn't show it. However, his trembling voice revealed his worry and nervousness. "Sister, don't be afraid. You just have a fever and a nightmare. Be good. I'll carry you back to your room. Don't think about it anymore. Just get a good night's sleep."

Worried about Shang Qing, Ji Xun stood up and wanted to pick her up and take her back to her bedroom. It was because of this that he saw Shang Qing's fingers, white as they clutched the edge of his clothes. At this moment, she looked like a child afraid of being abandoned, so helpless and pitiful.

Ji Xun's hands froze in mid-air, unable to move.

"No... it's not a dream... it's... a nightmare... it's a real... nightmare... you and grandma will... hate me... no... grandma will hate me... and will never... forgive... and care about me again..." Shang Qing choked with pain, tears streaming down her face like a dam bursting, big drops falling on the back of Ji Xun's hand.

The crystal clear tears bloomed, burning Ji Xun's heart.

Ji Xun's eyes stung, reddening. He reached out to hold the small hand, his large, warm palms enveloping the cold, pale hand. He crouched down, his expression focused, his voice slowed down, and his gentle voice carried a magical power of soothing: "Sister, sister, don't be afraid. I will always love you, never hate you, and never leave you."

"Really? You're really not afraid and will leave me?" Shang Qing's eyes seemed to have some light in them. She looked up anxiously, but because she felt dizzy and weak all over, she fell down.

Ji Xun caught her limp body as quickly as possible, wishing he could stuff Shang Qing into his own body to let her see his true feelings.

He hugged Shang Qing, resting his chin on the top of her head, and gently patted her back, one by one, rocking her like a baby. "It's true, sister, Xiaoxun will always be with you. I will never leave Qingqing. Xiaoxun, I will always love Qingqing."

Shang Qing listened to these sincere and reassuring warm words. She lowered her eyes, and her long and curled eyelashes were stained with tears, making her look even more lovable.

Ji Xun stretched out his arms and opened his arms to Shang Qing, coaxing her gently: "Sister, you have a fever. I will carry you back to the room and you can sleep for a while, okay? You will be fine after a good sleep."

Shang Qing looked up at the tall, warm young man in front of her. He seemed to have the warm light she loved. So, following Ji Xun's movements, she stretched out her arms, hugged his neck, and rested her chin on his strong shoulders. She hung on Ji Xun like a koala.

At this time, Ji Xun held Shang Qing's thigh with one hand and protected her neck with the other hand, as if he was holding a child, fearing that she would feel uncomfortable.

Ji Xun gritted his teeth secretly: He must protect his most precious treasure. No one can hurt her! No one!