One Hundred Ways the Uncle Collapsed

However, the young lady survived, but it was only less than a month old, and she needed to take good care of her body. "

The man languished on the ground, his eyes glazed over, and he didn't say a word.

Mrs. Atobe stepped forward to pick up the child, and carried it in front of Acheng: "Look, how cute Xiao Ling and your child are."

The baby in swaddling clothes had flushed skin, which was really not good-looking.

"Take it away! No! It's her who harmed Ah Ling, take it away!!!" Seeing the child, Ah Cheng suddenly went mad, and almost knocked the child in Mrs. Atobe's arms to the ground with a wave of his hand.

Mrs. Atobe quickly backed away with the child in her arms: "Acheng, what are you doing! This is your child!"

"No, don't, don't want her!!! Go away!!!"

The baby in the swaddle seems to be aware of it. It was just a sobbing sound, but suddenly burst into tears.

Weng Jing woke up suddenly, his forehead was covered with sweat.

She turned over and sat up, clutching the clothes around her heart, her chest rising and falling, the suffocating feeling of choking her throat made it extremely difficult for her to take a breath of air.

"No, that's..." she murmured.

Atobe Keigo woke up the moment the person in his arms woke up. Seeing her face pale and sweaty when she woke up, she realized that something was wrong.

"Jing." He hugged her into his arms, only to realize that her body was trembling.

"Keigou, Keigo." Like a drowning person encountering driftwood, she hugged Atobe Keigo tightly, "Kinggo, Keigo."

Patting and stroking the girl's back, slowly soothing her emotions: "Jing, what did you dream about?"

"I dreamed that a baby was born." Weng Jing raised his head and looked at Keigo Atobe, "But her mother also died because of her."

Atobe Keigo pursed his lips and held her face with his hands: "And then?"

"It hurts so much, I woke up." She grabbed the clothes around her heart, and even found it difficult to breathe.

"You should be recovering your memory." Keigo Atobe looked down into her eyes, and wiped the sweat from her forehead with his fingertips.

"Did my mother die when I was born?" She pressed against his chest and asked.

"Well, mother mentioned it once."

Weng Jing got the answer and heaved a sigh of relief.Leaning against his chest, his strong heartbeat was beating in his ears, it seemed that everything was slowly calming down.

"Jingwu, it's good to have you here." She buried her face in the crook of his neck, smelled his breath, and murmured to herself.

Atobe Keigo pressed the palm of her head on the back of her head and rubbed it lightly: "Yes."

In her dream, before the car accident, she was holding the booklet of The Prince of Tennis in her hand, and the world she lived in before entering the game world was the same.

Is she a time traveler?

Then who was she before she appeared in this game space?

This dream made her desperately want to think of the past, and everything between Keigo Atobe.

"Clean up, it's time to go to class." The man's voice was slightly lower, as if he was afraid of shocking her again, reminding her of what happened in her dream.

"Yes." She agreed, but she refused to lift her head buried between his neck, and her hands were wrapped around his neck, refusing to let go.

Atobe Keigo sighed, picked him up, and took him to the bathroom.

Hirano Haruno quietly closed the door of the guest room.

She saw nothing, saw nothing.

In Japan, swimming lessons have been offered since middle school. During the summer, the lessons are held once a week and remain unchanged.

For sports students in universities, swimming lessons are not only available in summer, but also in winter.However, it was indoors at that time, and the water temperature was kept at a constant temperature, so I didn't worry about frostbite.

Weng Jinghe and Nohara Nai put on their swimsuits and went to the class to gather.

Swimming lessons are the most rewarding moment for boys.

Although girls wear cool clothes in summer, they are still conservative, and the skirts will not be so short that they do not reach the thighs.

The girls wore close-fitting fabrics, outlining their beautiful figures. They walked gracefully, with slender waists and long legs, making the adolescent boys thirsty.

Swimming lessons, a very beautiful and painful lesson,

The lecturer clearly stated the content of today's lecture: 50-meter freestyle, 50-meter backstroke.

You can rest when you are done.

For the Japanese, it is not difficult to learn swimming from an early age.But it was a bit difficult for Weng Jing. The memory of being wrapped in water and the suffocating feeling of choking her throat made her physiologically want to avoid places with water.

Being able to insist on coming to class is already very good.

"Teacher." She raised her hand, and the teacher signaled her to continue after seeing it.

"I'm sorry teacher, it's really inconvenient for me." She said sincerely.

In today's society, women's menstrual periods are not very taboo. Although it is a male teacher, he understands it instantly, and asks Weng Jing to stay by the side and continue to explain the main points of swimming posture to the students.

After a class, Weng Jing didn't go into the water, but stayed quietly by the side wrapped in a bath towel.

Several girls in the swimming pool looked at her frequently, Weng Jing noticed it, but ignored it, squatting by the pool and saying a few joking words to Hirano Haruno.

On the opposite side there are junior classes in class, and occasionally I can take time to look at the mermaid lines of the abs of the seniors over there, so a class is not in vain.

The bell rang for the end of get out of class, and the instructor called to gather, and asked a few cleaning items after swimming, and asked everyone to disband.

While changing clothes in the changing room, a few girls who had been watching her by the pool before came in and snorted softly when they saw her.

"Hey, you said that your boyfriend found someone better than you just after breaking up with you, don't you feel sad?"

"Of course I'm sad. But I can't let others look down on me, I have to hold on."

"Maybe weeping secretly at home."

Although this was not clearly stated, but there were only a few people here, and they knew who it was after hearing it.

Weng Jing's eyebrows became colder, and he glanced at those people.

The girls were stunned by this look, and stopped talking.

Hirano Haruno saw how many people were being cowardly, and snorted, "It's hot today, it's so noisy."

"you……"

"Why?" Hirano Harunai took a step forward and wanted to fight, but Weng Jing held onto his shoulder and pulled him back.

"Yuannai, there's no need, we don't have much time, there's no need to be delayed by these boring things."

"That's right." Hirano Harunai was easily comforted, and walked out of the locker room holding Weng Jing's hand.

"A Jing, you were so handsome just now!"

Hirano Haruno covered her face, her face was flushed, like a little girl who was attracted by idols.

"Well, I know." Weng Jing nodded, as it should be.

"...Ajing, you..." Hirano Haruno was stunned, your narcissistic appearance really looks like Atobe-senpai, you know that! !

"What... ah!!"

Suddenly, a strong force struck from behind, Weng Jing was walking by the pool, but was pushed directly into the water when he was caught off guard.

The familiar feeling of suffocation that choked his throat that he had felt many times in his dreams came true. Weng Jing covered his mouth and nose with his hands, kicked wildly with his feet, but sank deeper into the swimming pool.

"You guys!!" Hirano Haruno slapped towards him, but was firmly blocked by the opponent.

"Hmph! What? Are you ironic that we won't teach you a little lesson?" The girl flicked her hand and looked at the swimming pool with a sneer. Originally, she just wanted to teach her a lesson and make her more embarrassed, but the person in front of her hadn't shown up for a long time. A little panicked.

She has always been displeased with her high-spirited look, and she doesn't know what she is high-spirited about.What's more, she was still with Senior Atobe later, how could she not be jealous?

What made her explode the most was Chu Yunjing's look in the changing room. That look was mocking her, mocking her self-indulgence, even with a bit of contempt.

If Weng Jing knew that this girl had so much drama in her heart, she would only let her add some drama to herself.

But she just wanted to teach Chu Yunjing a lesson, and she didn't expect that this person really couldn't swim.

Seeing that something was wrong, Hirano Haruno dropped his bag and was about to jump into the swimming pool.

But a figure jumped in even faster.

The air in the lungs became less and less, and his body sank as if being pressed by a huge rock. Weng Jing's eyes had already started to turn black, and the hand covering his mouth and nose gradually became weak and fell down.

The scene in front of me became more and more blurred, and I only heard a "bang--" in my ear-it was the sound of the water surface being broken.

【Ding--】

[Player is dangerous! 】

[Player is dangerous! 】

[Turn on emergency mode——]

[Emergency mode on——]

[Protecting the player's vital signs——]

Obviously, the scenery of the swimming pool is still in front of me, but another scenery slowly emerges in front of me.

"Help... um..." It was still water, bitter and salty seawater, poured between her mouth and nose, and the root of her tongue was numb due to the astringency. She struggled hard but found that she kept sinking.

Are you going to die?

But, what about that boy's intentions?Did she just die without responding?

"Bam—"

As if the sky broke, the familiar person broke through the water and brought her out of the sea.

"Idiot, why do you come to the beach if you don't know how to swim?" His anxious expression was also pretty, full of vigor, so fresh.

"Jingwu." She lied weakly on his shoulder, and was carried to the shore by his arms.

"Shut up." He was still very angry, his brows were tightly wrinkled, but there was more worry than anger in the lowered brows and eyes.

"Oh." She exhaled, leaned towards him gently, and kissed him on the side of the cheek, "I like you."

The body holding him shook violently, his movements stopped at that moment, and he sank slowly.

When liking can only be buried, all concerns are insincere.No one can wait forever, this person in front of him, his love is so deep.She thought it was just a peaceful amber, but she didn't know that he