Reborn, she saved the boy who was bullied to death

Chapter 335 Please, give me a chance

Ji Xun was sensitive. In the past, he'd been plagued by low self-esteem and always worried Shang Qing would leave him. But after spending so much time together, he could clearly feel that Shang Qing was unique to him.

Not only was the care and preference she showed him distinctly different from others, but sometimes the look in Shang Qing's eyes when she looked at him was clearly gleaming with fascination and attachment.

Therefore, he firmly believed that Shang Qing must also like him, that look in her eyes was filled with obsession. She must like him too. But perhaps due to some concerns, she has not yet expressed her feelings.

Ji Xun's voice was low and hoarse, as if it had been polished by sandpaper, and every word was trembling slightly and with a cry.

Those originally delicate and beautiful eyes were now flooded with tears, and the vision became blurred. Crystal tears rolled down the cheeks, one drop after another, like pearls that had broken off the string.

At this moment, he looked extremely fragile, as if he would break into countless pieces with the slightest touch, which made people feel pity and the feeling of pity went straight to the softest corner of their hearts.

"Sister, please, give me a chance, okay? Look at me, look at me seriously, okay?" Ji Xun stretched out his hand, wanting to grab the corner of Shang Qing's clothes, but as if he was afraid of scaring her, he just hung in the air, hesitant to let go.

However, facing Ji Xun's affectionate plea, Shang Qing was like a frightened deer, her eyes dodging, and she never dared to look directly into Ji Xun's eyes, which were full of affection, beautiful and moving, but covered with a layer of mist.

Her heart was pounding, her hands were clenched tightly together, and sweat was already seeping out of her palms. She felt an inexplicable fear surge in her heart, and she just wanted to escape from this scene that made her feel overwhelmed as soon as possible.

So she gritted her teeth, used all her strength to break free from Ji Xun's hand, and pushed him away.

Ji Xun was caught off guard and stumbled back two steps before he could regain his footing. Shang Qing took the opportunity to quickly retreat two steps, creating some distance between them.

Her voice trembled slightly, but she couldn't make up her mind to get really angry with Ji Xun. She could only say with a hint of barely perceptible panic: "Xiao Xun, you must be exhausted today, your mind is all muddled. I... I'm really hungry. If I don't go eat now, there will be nothing to eat. You... you should come here quickly!"

After saying that, she ran towards the dining area without looking back, deliberately avoiding looking at the hurt expression on Ji Xun's face.

Only Ji Xun was left standing there blankly, looking at Shang Qing's slender back gradually moving away, his heart filled with loss and pain.

The place was empty and desolate, as if forgotten by the world. Silence reigned, broken only by the occasional gentle breeze. In stark contrast, the dining area nearby was bustling with activity, filled with laughter and life.

However, such a lively scene only highlights the loneliness and depression of this place.

Ji Xun stood here quietly, feeling as if a huge stone weighing a thousand pounds was pressing on his heart, so heavy that he could hardly breathe.

He stared blankly into the distance, the heartbreaking question echoing in his mind: "Sister, why are you running away? Do I really have no chance? Can't you give me even one chance? I don't ask for much..."

His voice was hoarse and desolate, like a cry from the depths of his soul. Every word was filled with endless pain and despair, echoing in the air like a sob.

Tears flowed uncontrollably from his eyes, slid down his pale cheeks quickly, and dripped onto the cold ground, splashing small water droplets.

Those crystal clear tears, like Ji Xun's broken heart, scattered all over the ground, carried his deep love and unwillingness, as well as his helpless accusation against the cruel tricks of fate.

In this deserted corner, Ji Xun endured the immense pain in his heart alone, as if he was the only lonely figure left in the whole world.

Shang Qing was jogging along at this moment, her light steps seeming to step on the ground, but she did not return to the dining area as usual. At this moment, her heart was like a frightened deer, beating wildly in her chest.

The sudden confession just now kept echoing in her mind: "Sister, I have fallen in love with you a long time ago! Sister, you love me too, okay? Like I love you, not the love a sister has for her brother, but the love a real couple has for each other, okay?" These words were like a magic sound piercing her ears, making her thoughts fall into chaos.

She felt as if her cheeks were being scorched by a blazing flame, and the scorching heat spread throughout her body along her skin, making her feel as if she were in a huge furnace.

The originally calm heart was now running wildly like a wild horse, and every beat had a strong rhythm, as if it was about to break through the constraints of the chest and jump out.

Her breathing was no longer steady, but became short and rapid, as if someone was strangling her throat, making it difficult for her to breathe in and out smoothly.

She ran with staggering steps, the road under her feet seemed to shake, and the scenery around her flashed by like phantoms.

At the same time, chaotic and complicated thoughts kept emerging in her mind.

As she rushed forward with all her might, she secretly wondered in her heart, "Is this really just an illusory dream? No, it can't be! This can't be reality. It must be an illusion caused by my excessive fatigue, or a beautiful fantasy woven by my excessive desire for love..."

However, no matter how desperately she tried to convince herself, those affectionate, sincere and moving confessions still lingered in her ears like a spell, lingering for a long time. They were so clear and distinct, every word was deeply engraved in her heart, so real that she could not ignore its existence.

These words were like invisible swords, easily penetrating her self-deceiving psychological defenses and reaching the softest corner of her heart.

Her heart was pounding, as if it was about to burst out of her throat. The sudden sweetness made her feel extremely panicked, as if accepting it would be like stepping into a bottomless vortex full of unknown dangers.

As she ran forward desperately, her thoughts surged like a tide. "Xiao Xun...why would he say that? Was it just a momentary impulse?" she muttered to herself.

Recalling the little moments she had spent with Ji Xun in the past, they had always maintained a pure brother-sister relationship. But now, this sudden confession completely shattered that tranquility.

The more she thought about it, the more confused she became, and her steps became increasingly hurried. She didn't even dare to look back, fearing she'd accidentally meet those eyes, so blazing they seemed to melt her, and then sink into them, fall, and be doomed.

The time she spent with Ji Xun in the past was like a series of beautiful slides, constantly and quickly playing in her mind.

Looking back now, those seemingly casual expressions of tender care and love seem to have special meanings in every detail, and are expressions of emotions that have long been traceable.