“An… Yu?”
The girl’s voice stuttered a bit, her pupils contracting slightly, her face full of disbelief.
Why would An Yu suddenly appear in front of her?
Was she hallucinating again?
At this time, An Yu should be at Ning Wanqiu’s house, playing with her.
It was impossible for her to appear before her eyes.
Thinking this, An Qing subconsciously reached out toward the girl in front of her, as if wanting to confirm the girl’s authenticity through touch.
However, before An Qing could extend her hand, she saw An Yu slightly lift her head, making eye contact with her.
“An Qing, if you’re sleeping, go back to your room. Didn’t I say that yesterday?”
An Yu’s eyes narrowed slightly, her amber eyes carrying a faint sense of pressure.
She had refused Ning Wanqiu’s invitation, choosing to go to her house tomorrow instead.
Because she saw that in the classroom, An Qing seemed to be in great discomfort, lying on the desk.
It looked like she hadn’t fully recovered.
Illness truly treated everyone equally.
Even the female lead couldn’t cure a high fever in one day.
Originally, An Yu didn’t want to bother with An Qing.
Because she felt that as the female lead, An Qing must have many, many people who cared about her.
Everyone should be vying to take care of her.
But the facts seemed otherwise.
Because she discovered that the An family parents apparently hadn’t noticed An Qing was sick at all.
They had no intention of coming home from beginning to end.
And the servants in the house seemed much fewer, as if there really was no one to take care of An Qing.
An Yu tilted her head expressionlessly.
Reborn female lead, bad luck?
Or was it because she had taken care of her, replacing the position of the person who was originally supposed to care for her, that it turned out like this?
But anyway, An Yu knew that An Qing probably, possibly, maybe really had no one to take care of her.
Even in the An family, besides An Yu, no one knew she was sick.
Reborn female lead, strong-willed, so she didn’t tell others.
But, idiot.
The petite girl blinked, and from her amber eyes that showed no emotion, one could see a faint helplessness.
She had followed An Qing all the way home, starting from after school.
Followed to getting in the car, followed to getting out, followed to going home.
Until now, when she saw An Qing just lying on the sofa and closing her eyes, she somewhat speechlessly squatted in front of An Qing.
Now, she knew why the idiot female lead got sick.
The weather was cool, and sleeping in the living room would definitely lead to catching a cold.
Yesterday she had clearly warned An Qing: sleep in the room, drink hot water if uncomfortable.
She hadn’t done any of it.
Reborn female lead, completely disobedient.
An Yu raised a finger, planning to poke An Qing to make her get up.
However, just as she was about to touch her, An Yu stopped.
Touching or something, better not let it happen.
Yesterday was because An Qing had a fever and was already delirious.
Today she didn’t look very healthy, but at least her behavior and logic were still normal.
So An Yu didn’t plan to provoke her.
But fortunately, just as An Yu retracted her finger, An Qing opened her eyes on her own.
Although she didn’t know why she looked like she had seen a ghost, anyway, the reminder had to be given.
The black-haired girl in front of An Yu, her body trembling lightly, didn’t look at all like a reborn female lead with revenge heart breaking through the sky.
Instead, she looked like a pitiful ordinary girl.
“If the illness isn’t better, go back to the room to rest.” An Yu stood up and spoke softly: “Sleeping on the sofa will only make the condition worse.”
An Yu’s expression was very cold, but she was seriously reminding An Qing.
The sofa was soft and comfortable.
But the sofa had no blanket, not suitable for an idiot patient like her whose high fever hadn’t fully healed.
For some reason, the girl in front of her still remained silent.
“An Qing?”
An Yu tilted her head, not knowing what was wrong with her.
It couldn’t be that just reminding her like this, An Qing’s hatred value would go UP UP?
Too bad.
Oh, first ask the system, then decide if the reborn female lead is bad.
System, has the female lead’s hatred moved?
[Host, An Qing’s hatred value has been changing recently.]
‘Hm?’
An Yu blinked expressionlessly, but unconsciously took a step back.
This could rise too?!!
Great, now she suddenly felt this silly female lead had become a bit scary again.
Was it still in time to go back to the room and play games now?
[But it didn’t rise, it has been decreasing.]
An Yu’s retreating step stopped again, her eyes half-open, showing faint helplessness.
System, saying half, was also bad.
“An Yu.”
While An Yu was still thinking the system was bad, An Qing suddenly spoke, calling her name.
An Qing’s eyes gradually took on color; An Yu couldn’t quite understand, but she felt like An Qing suddenly looked much healthier.
Was it an illusion?
“Mm, it’s me.”
An Yu nodded; yesterday she dared to admit, today she dared the same.
Hatred was decreasing, so An Qing probably wouldn’t lock her up for now.
Future things later; first get the idiot back to the room.
If this continued, even if An Qing wasn’t uncomfortable, An Yu was starting to feel uncomfortable.
How to say it…
Unrelated to who it was.
Simply because An Yu hated illness.
“You, why are you here?”
An Qing’s voice sounded a bit trembling; sure enough, the illness wasn’t better.
“Because school ended.”
School ended, students naturally went home.
An Yu was going home too; she liked… the bed and dolls in the room.
Nothing else.
Of course, that was one reason; another point, as said earlier, An Qing’s illness wasn’t better, and it seemed no one was taking care of her.
But An Yu wouldn’t say that to An Qing.
Although the reborn female lead’s hatred value was decreasing, it seemed still high.
Because the system was slow in giving useful rewards.
So to prevent An Qing from thinking she came to harm her, An Yu wouldn’t explain.
“Because… school ended?”
A fierce light flashed in An Qing’s crimson eyes.
School ended every day, but she hadn’t seen An Yu come home at this time every day.
Almost subconsciously, An Qing wanted to question An Yu.
But the words reached her mouth, and she swallowed them back.
Question An Yu? With what identity?
Not-good-relationship classmate? No blood relation, but sister coming to snatch family property? Or unrelated stranger?
“Yes.”
An Yu nodded, seemingly not noticing An Qing’s abnormality.
“It’s time, patient, you should rest now.”
It was already afternoon, and the sky was about to get dark.
An Yu stood in place and silently blinked.
Sure enough, coming back this time was right; An Qing’s illness just wasn’t better.
And in the house, besides Wang Man cooking, there was no one else at all.
Although refusing Ning Wanqiu was a bit regrettable, opportunities to be with Ning Wanqiu were every day.
“Go back, have a good sleep; you don’t look good.” An Yu said coldly.
Look at how cold An Qing was, her body was shaking.