Thirteen brothers urged me to get married

45.

"Sister, Lucy...is very ill...I..."

Yachen's broken voice with tears came from the other end of the phone.

"Snapped--"

The mobile phone in Xuezhi's hand fell to the ground suddenly and broke in two.

"Xuezhi, are you okay?"

"Xuezhi, are you alright?"

"What's wrong with you, Xuezhi?"

Friends came to her side to care about her.

Their faces seemed to be shrouded in a mist, and only their mouths were opening and closing.

Xuezhi clearly heard their voices, but was unable to respond, as if there was a thin layer of fog separating her from her friends, separating them into two worlds.

The screen of the mobile phone with the back shell broken off is still brightly lit, which is much better quality than today's mobile phones.

"Sister! Sister, what's wrong with you!" On the other end of the phone, Yachen's voice was panicked and hoarse.

With blind eyes, Xuezhi pushed away the friends around her, and ran out of the tennis court at almost her fastest speed.

Xuezhi clearly knew that she was dreaming.

Knowing that what she dreamed was the day before the national high school women's tennis final 12 years ago.

She couldn't control her body, and could only follow the running of herself 12 years ago, seeing everything around her from a third-person perspective.

She saw herself running to the school gate in a panic, rushing into the middle of the road like a headless chicken, and got help from a kind parent amidst the scolding of car owners around her.

Words such as sister's room, adoption certificate, cold, and acute pneumonia popped into Xuezhi's mind.She knew that it was 12 years ago, she was recalling the call from Yachen just received.

Even Xuezhi knew clearly that this was just her dream.

Even in the dream, she has already experienced it once.

Even though 12 years had passed, she knew that Liu Sheng would be fine in the end.

But at this moment, she was still panicking inside.

Not to mention the first time she encountered such a thing, 12 years ago.

Xuezhi could feel the sore and swollen eye sockets getting hot and hot, and the warm liquid overflowed the eye sockets, seeped into the mouth along the cheeks, and it was salty.

Xuezhi could feel the tingling sensation from her lips. It was the 12 years ago she was biting her lips tightly to control herself from crying.

Xuezhi could feel as if a boulder was pressing on her chest, and she needed to use all her strength to lift the boulder and get a little air to breathe.

Xuezhi heard her screaming silently 12 years ago: "What should I do? What should I do? Who can tell me?"

But no one could give her an answer.

She could only lean weakly on the back of the back seat of the car, staring at the roof of the car that was close at hand with her eyes wide open, silently adjusting her breathing.

She needs to breathe, needs air, needs more oxygen for her head to think calmly.

But even if she calms down, she doesn't know what she can do.

She's just a useless high school student, not a doctor, and can't provide any help for Lucy's treatment.Without supernatural powers, nothing beyond science can be done.

Sending Liu Sheng to the best hospital, finding the most professional doctor, and doing the most effective treatment... All the things she could think of, the younger brothers had done the best.

However, Lucy's condition continued to deteriorate uncontrollably, and he was sent to the ICU, and was even issued a critical illness notice not long ago.

Yachen finally couldn't bear the pressure and called her.

But what was the use of calling her?

She was just a useless and irresponsible older sister who was the last to know that her younger brother was dying.

She didn't even dare to think that Yachen called her because he was afraid that she would miss the last time he saw Liu Sheng?

Xuezhi watched her self 12 years ago being overwhelmed by guilt and self-blame, struggling with panic and pain. In the end, she could only hope in the gods who did not know whether they existed.

"Gods, ghosts, whoever it is, please save my Liusheng." Xuezhi heard her own voice.

The kind car owner seemed to turn around and said something, but she was immersed in her inner world and couldn't hear it.

Her eyes were fixed on a certain spot on the roof without focus, and she fell into a state of unconscious piety.

"Anything is fine, I can exchange everything I have, as long as Liu Sheng recovers and can appear in front of me again in good health."

Xuezhi heard a long-lost voice: [The transaction is established. 】;

……

Xuezhi suddenly sat up from the bed, her rapid heartbeat, violent breathing, and a blank mind where only unfinished fears were gradually disappearing, all of which were telling that she had a nightmare just now.

[The transaction is established. 】

The voice seemed to ring in my ears again.

Xuezhi was suffocating with her slow breathing, and the thin sweat on her forehead finally gathered and condensed, slowly sliding down her temples, leaving sticky marks on her skin.

"Boom boom boom——"

Unable to ignore, the rhythmic heartbeat, like the beating of a drum, rings in the ears.

Xuezhi lay back on the bed with a bang, opened her mouth and breathed in the cool morning air, as if she wanted to make up for the air that was lost in the dream due to emotional agitation and difficulty breathing.

"How did you dream about something that happened so long ago?" Xuezhi looked at the ceiling blankly.

The night light by the bed was still shining with a soft warm orange light, which obviously had no temperature, but it warmed the snow branch that had just woken up from a nightmare.

"It's all Jingwu's fault." Xuezhi moved her lips and spit out four words.

It's all his fault, why bring up such a long time ago.

It's all his fault, why do you say those inexplicable things when you have nothing to do.

It's all his fault, he's brazenly speaking even though he doesn't know anything.

Say what you are still there.

Say something I want to take you out.

What to say just give me your hand.

It's that simple.If it's really that simple, why does Keigo Atobe need to say such things, can't she solve it by herself?

look down on who.

Xuezhi puffed up her cheeks in anger.

She would never admit that for a moment, she really wanted to hold the hand he extended to her.

But, she didn't even have the courage to hold his hand.

The sense of loss in my heart gradually disappeared like a morning star in the sky.

Xuezhi gradually couldn't support the heavy eyelids.

The memory of the nightmare gradually faded, but Xuezhi couldn't remember what dream she had when she thought about it again.

Only the flustered emotions remained in my heart, but they also slowly receded as time passed.

Xuezhi retracted herself into the quilt silently. The warm quilt finally gave her a sense of security. Under the cover of the warm orange light, she finally forgot the panic when she just woke up, and let herself be awakened by the renewed sleepiness. submerged.

-

When he woke up again, it was already bright outside.

Xuezhi's eyes were still closed, and she wrinkled her nose because of the light that spilled into the room through the window screen.

She stretched gently and slowly, and rubbed the soft quilt on the side of her face with nostalgia, like a lazy cat.

"A weekday morning without work is the best!" Xuezhi opened her eyes and showed a big smile.

She stretched out her arm from under the quilt, and quickly fumbled for her mobile phone from the bedside table.

There are several unread messages displayed on the screen.

One is the lucky item broadcast by Shintaro Midorima every morning.

Xuezhi has been going on for several days, and did not reply a thank you until noon.But the other party didn't seem to be perfunctory as she deliberately showed, and the daily broadcast of lucky items was still unshakable.

She thought about it and decided to wait until the afternoon to reply today.

One is a thank you message from Ryota Kise last night.

The message was sent around twelve o'clock in the evening, when Xuezhi had already fallen asleep.

The content of the message was to thank her and her younger brothers for their hospitality, once again praised Fengdou's excellence, and finally said good night.

She thought about it, and decided to reply to Kise together when she replied to Midorima this afternoon.

One was sent by Yukimura Seichi at four o'clock in the morning.

From the wording of the message, it can be seen that Yukimura Seiichi was very excited at the time. The content was that he got inspiration from a dream when he woke up, and hurried to the studio to record the inspiration.

Xuezhi couldn't help but feel that people are more popular than others.Seiichi Yukimura dreams for inspiration.

She can only wake up from a nightmare in her dreams-although she can't remember what she dreamed now.

She counted the time silently, and felt that it should be Yukimura Seiichi's sleep time, and happily decided to reply in the afternoon.

The last one came from Keigo Atobe, just ten minutes ago.

The content is that he has already set off, and he will probably arrive downstairs at her house ahead of time, so she should not rush to clean up slowly.

Xuezhi looked at the current time, it was only eight o'clock...

"Are you sure what you mean is telling me not to rush and clean up slowly, not to tell me to get up quickly and not be late?" She muttered angrily to the phone screen.

Xuezhi gave up on replying to the message, silently threw the phone aside, and wrapped herself tightly in the quilt again.

On this cold autumn morning, nothing but a warm blanket can give her a little comfort.

After a while, Xuezhi's green head emerged from the bed.

She sighed a long time, resigned herself to throwing off the quilt and getting out of bed.

"I just wanted to play tennis suddenly, not because of my appointment with Keigo Atobe." Xue Zhi convinced herself, stepping on her slippers and walking into the bathroom.

Because today's schedule is to play tennis, Xuezhi didn't hesitate to choose a sportswear and put it on. Of course, she doesn't need makeup, she only needs to take care of herself and sunscreen.

After finishing this, there are still ten minutes before nine o'clock.

Xuezhi took the elevator to the restaurant on the fifth floor, and was still thinking about whether to call Keigo Atobe to come up for breakfast, but just as he stepped out of the elevator, he saw Keigo Atobe in sportswear, sitting on the sofa in the duplex loft.

"It's my fault, I shouldn't think that Keigo Atobe will be polite to me." Xuezhi silently put away the phone.

Jingwu from the Xuezhi Witness Department watched her walking towards him with admiration, and felt that his eyes seemed to say: "Punctuality is a virtue, you are quite gorgeous."

Xuezhi was a little speechless by his own imagination.

But she still thinks that what she imagined may be the truth.

just speechless...

While Xue Zhi was making herself speechless, she heard Keigo Atobe say, "I brought you breakfast, and it's on the dining table below."

"Thank you..." She walked down the next stairs.

She saw the five thermos barrels neatly placed in the middle of the dining table, and imagined the scene of Keigo Atobe walking in with the five thermos barrels.

"Pfft—" Xuezhi couldn't hold back her laughter.

She looked back at Keigo Atobe who was following her, and suddenly felt that his tugging was not so awkward anymore.

Because it has completely become a contrast and cute cough.