[Whirlwind Girl + Tomb Raider] Replaced

"An'an." Ruobai moved his eyebrows and took a step forward.A faint unease rose in his heart.

Facts proved that Ruobai's step was just right, because the next moment An'an became top-heavy and unsteady for a while, stumbled and took a step and fell into his arms.

"An'an?" Ruobai was startled, and immediately stretched out his palm to the girl's forehead.

The cool forehead, the tentacles are smooth, it doesn't look like sick and fever.

"An'an!" Fan Xiaoying and the others were taken aback, and all of them surrounded her. "Senior Brother Ruobai, what's wrong with An An?"

"It's just too tired." Ruobai paused, and expressed his guess in a calm tone. "I'll take her back." After saying that, she turned around and left.

"Senior brother Ruobai, I'm coming too!" Fan Xiaoying was anxious, and thinking that An An was currently living in her house, she trotted behind Ruobai.

The sound of pattering rain hit the glass window surface, and the rainwater gathered on the glass surface and flowed down from time to time, leaving only a series of meandering water stains.In the rumbling thunder, lightning flashed across the gray-black sky under the night, and the white light suddenly illuminated the whole room, causing the blue glass vases on the beautiful tablecloth in the room to reflect a faint blue light.

An'an is in this room, kneeling obediently.She didn't kneel directly on the floor, but on the central carpet, but the carpet at this time was not soft and warm, but made her feel hard and cold.

The middle-aged lady was sitting at the table, her white hair was neatly coiled behind her head with tangled black hair, the twisted silk peonies on the satin cheongsam exuded golden light, and her pale and transparent fingers were like jade. Lovingly caressing the engravings on the surface of the vase, there was a cold smile on the corner of her mouth.

Silence, deathly silence.The silence made An An almost unable to lift her head, even though she knew clearly that the person in front of her would not hurt her.

"Your mother, call you An'an?" The lady spoke very calmly, steadily and slowly, with the majesty of the head of a big family.

An An couldn't help trembling, she said carefully: "Yes."

Because her mother told her that she must be respectful and polite when speaking to the lady in front of her.

"Although the name is good, it lacks the spirit of a daughter of a rich family." The lady's tone was calm, as if she was just stating a fact. "It's better to change it."

"But..." An An felt a little reluctant. She wanted to raise her head unwillingly, but she didn't dare to meet those black pearl-like eyes, so she had to tell in a low voice: "I like this name."

"Do you like it?" The lady snorted with deep disdain. "Sure enough, it's Jiangnan's blood..."

An An shook her head. She didn't understand what "Jiangnan blood" had to do with her liking for the name "An An".

"Did your mother tell you your name?" The lady asked directly without too much entanglement.

An An was startled, she was still not conscious at this time, but it seemed that something was already rushing in her chest.It was this force that drove her to blurt out something that she had never thought of: "Huo Pingan, take righteousness and peace."

"Peace, where is it?" The lady murmured in a daze for a moment, and finally sank her tone. "It's a bad name."

An An felt aggrieved and confused. The name Ping An was both familiar and unfamiliar, strange but not unfamiliar, and she couldn't remember how it came about.

Isn't she called An An?

"Why don't you call it Zhaozhao." The lady pondered for a while, then made a final decision, looking at her meaningfully and condescendingly. "Huo Zhaozhao, I hope you can afford this name."

Zhao Zhao?An An felt uneasy.What does this name mean?

"Don't understand?" The lady said in a clear tone. "You'll understand later."

"Where's Xiuxiu? Go and call Xiuxiu here." The lady ignored An An on the ground, and just ordered her surroundings lightly.

The next moment, a figure hidden in the shadows immediately walked away.

With a sound of "squeak", the closed door was gently pushed open, and the warm orange light shone from behind An'an, illuminating the chrysanthemum-colored carpet on the ground warmly.

An An turned around in confusion.

She saw a small shadow standing in the shadow of the lamp, that shadow slowly stepped into the door, walking very slowly and leisurely.

Then, he stopped beside her, and slightly bent down to look at her.

An An opened her eyes wide.

Those were a pair of black and white apricot eyes, and a small her was reflected in the dark pupils.

The girl in front of her was wearing a lotus-colored cheongsam, with a pair of small braids, her thin black hair covering her forehead, staring at her curiously.After watching for a while, the girl grinned. "Hello, Ann, I'm my sister."

"Sister, sister?" An An repeated stammeringly, the girl's expression was very playful, and there was a kind of tenderness she hadn't seen for a long time.

"Yes, sister, you can also call me Xiuxiu." The girl raised her eyebrows and her voice was sweet and soft.

"Sister..." An An called out timidly, but she was still thinking of that name—Xiuxiu.

What is the difference between Xiuxiu and Zhaozhao?

"Xiuxiu!" The lady looked at it for a long while, unable to sit still, with a warning in her tone.

"Grandma, don't be in a hurry." Xiuxiu raised her face and stuck out her tongue delicately.

"...It's up to you." The lady sighed helplessly.

"Thank you, grandma!" Xiuxiu couldn't help but pulled An An's palm, turned around and ran towards the doorway where the lights were shining.

"An'an?" A deep and magnetic male voice rang in his ears.

An An suddenly opened her eyes, only feeling that her right hand was still held by Xiuxiu, subconsciously turned to the right side, and the whole body fell down uncontrollably with this movement.

"An'an!" The call became more and more urgent, and An'an only felt her palms tighten, and a pair of arms put her on her shoulders, and she exerted force to stabilize her body.

An An blinked slowly, then looked again, and everything around her gradually became clear.

There are no dark and obscure carved wooden doors, no chrysanthemum-colored carpets, and no cold-glowing blue and white vases. In front of her eyes is a piece of golden sunlight, and in the sunlight is a backlight facing her face, with clear and familiar lines.

An An stared at that face with her eyes wide open, still not understanding what was going on with her.

"Did you have a nightmare?" the voice just now asked her patiently, with a soft tone.

This voice lingered in her ears and mind, lingering.

"Ruobai?" An An was stunned, and tentatively called out.

"It's me." With a slight sigh, Ruobai stretched out his hand, supported An An who almost fell off the bed, and sat on the head of the bed.

He was worried about sending An An back, who was in an unknown situation, because the good guy just hugged her to bed after all, but the girl didn't know if it was a nightmare, with a complicated expression full of sadness, and finally grabbed his hand and refused to let go open.He had no choice but to ask Fan Xiaoying and Qi Baicao to help An An lie down, and he sat down and watched.

However, if it was a nightmare, why did she keep calling her "sister" in the dream?Ruobai frowned.

"Ruobai..." An An let out a half-relaxed and half-melancholy breath, following Ruobai's strength, she sat on the head of the bed.Her sanity was much clearer, and when she looked again at this time, she realized that she was in Fan Xiaoying's room, lying on the bed Fan Xiaoying had arranged for her, Ruobai was sitting by the bed, and she was holding Ruobai's hand.

Ruobai's hand?An An froze, instinctively let go, and put her hands behind her back.In my heart, I have some inexplicable feelings.

It turned out that what she grabbed was not her sister's hand, but Ruobai?

"I'm sorry..." An An lowered her head and apologized bitterly.

"It's okay, you..." Ruobai noticed her tone and demeanor, and wanted to ask "Do you have a sister", but after thinking about it carefully, he felt that it was inappropriate, so he changed his words temporarily: "You have a good rest, I'm leaving. "

An An looked blankly at Ruobai walking towards the door step by step. At that moment, there was an illusion that Ruobai was slowly leaving her.

It was as if, long, long ago, Ruobai had already left her like this.

However, she has known Ruobai for only a month.

An An subconsciously put her hands on both sides of her head, trying to suppress this feeling.

"Hey! Xiao An, you really woke up!" Fan Xiaoying opened the door and came in at this moment. When she saw An An, she was very pleasantly surprised.But the next moment, he immediately discovered the problem: "Xiao An, why are you holding your head? Is it a headache?"

"No." An An hurriedly put down her hand, but she couldn't explain her thoughts clearly. After a long while, she finally said, "I'm cold."

This excuse is really not good, after all, she is still covered with a quilt.An An quickly realized this, and blushed unconsciously.

"Ah? Cold? I'll bring you another quilt!" Fan Xiaoying didn't notice anything wrong at all, and believed it naively.

An An felt her cheeks getting hotter, so she had to bite the bullet and hold Fan Xiaoying: "No, I'll just lie down for a while."

"Okay, you lie down first!" Fan Xiaoying agreed unambiguously without doubting him. "Tell me when you're hungry, let's go have dinner!"

"Okay." An An obediently agreed, and was supported by Fan Xiaoying to lie down.

"Xiao An, why did you suddenly faint today?" Fan Xiaoying sat aside with her chin in her hands, puzzled. "Senior brother Ruobai said that you are too tired, but I don't think so."

"I..." An An opened her mouth, but she didn't quite know herself. "Probably too tired..."

"Really?" Fan Xiaoying opened her mouth wide in admiration. "As expected of my great male god, Senior Brother Ruobai, the diagnosis is so accurate!"

An An was speechless.

"But Xiao An, you are so lucky!" Fan Xiaoying couldn't help but beam with joy when she thought of Ruobai. "Senior brother Ruobai personally hugged you back! I also want to be hugged by the big male god..."

An An felt that Fan Xiaoying probably hit the mark this time, and she really had a headache.

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