His hand was held, his fingers intertwined, and the little girl slowly said in his ear, "I will despise you if your hand is so cold."

[System prompt: The villain's favorability is -20. 】

Yan Jing: If you don't like it, hurry down and don't fight for the bed with him.

[Host... I just met, and it's -20. Are we better for the villain? 】

A vegetative person should look a bit like a vegetative person. Have you ever seen a vegetative person fall in favor?

[...This is not seen. 】

After Ling Qingxuan said these words, she stopped talking. After she turned off the light, only the fluctuation of the instrument was left in the room.

This was also the first time that Yan Jing had heard the sound of electronic instruments in his ears and the girl's shallow breathing since he turned into a vegetative state.

He could even smell the fragrance of the bath on her body, and the cold fragrance that she brought with her.

He couldn't help but have hope, and being able to perceive the outside world means that he can still be saved...

"No help." The little girl next to her seemed to say something in a dream.

As if cold water was poured over his body, Yan Jing did not want to speak.

Oh, he doesn't seem to be able to speak at all.

He has been sleeping for a long time, but now he can't sleep.

It stayed like this until dawn, and the people beside him moved.

Yan Jing waited for a while, before a cold and soft touch touched his forehead.

The little girl approached his ear and said softly, "Good morning kiss."

The ear was itchy, but Yan Jing couldn't move, so he could only let the itching stay until the little girl got out of bed and pushed the door to leave.

He couldn't move his body, but he could clearly hear his heartbeat.

The door was pushed open again, and the nurse, yawning, came over to check.

Yan Jing's heart rate returned to normal.

...

The first thing Yan's mother did when she woke up in the morning was to find Ling Qingxuan to settle accounts.

But there was no one in her room, and no one in the small warehouse.

Yan's mother was so angry that she found someone to lock the two rooms.

Aya Qingxuan put on a small backpack and went to school.

As a three-good student, the class that should be taken is still to be taken.

In finance class, Aya Qingxuan took out a thick philosophy book and read it.

"Ayaxi, this classmate took a long vacation, right?" When the teacher called her name, she jumped to the next one after seeing her name.

"Here." The cold voice was very casual.

The teacher raised his glasses, "Come here, classmate. I'll ask other classmates to borrow notes later."

The teacher continued to call, but the students all turned their heads and stared at the little girl in the last row.

"Isn't there an accident at Lingxi's house? It doesn't look like it."

"I heard that she is the child bride of a wealthy family. I don't know which wealthy family it is, and I fell in love with her."

"Why don't you like it? Although Lingxi's family is from a rural area, and she applied for a minimum living allowance when she started school, she is smart and beautiful, and she has a soft hand in getting the scholarship. There are many people in the department who pursue her."

Ling Qingxuan raised her eyes slightly, her cold gaze was terrifying.

She didn't say a word, and her aura made people feel ashamed.

"Why did her eyes suddenly become so terrifying."

"It's so cold, isn't it almost summer now?"

The teacher tapped on the blackboard, "That classmate who deserted, it's you, the one in the blue dress, get up and answer this question."

Although the teacher is a little old, his ears are still very bright. For the students who just talked, he will name them one by one.

Ling Qingxuan quietly finished the book that was thicker than three bricks.

After class, before she left the classroom, several male students stood in front of her.

"Sister Lingxi, these are the notes from the previous classes. My handwriting is very clear, you can take a look."

"Ayaxi-san, I'm more comprehensive, look at mine."

"..."

Ling Qingxuan bluntly refused, "No need."

After she bypassed these male classmates and left the classroom, several girls were still muttering, "Look at her aloof appearance, are these boys mangy, why do they like this type."

"Well, this kind of high-cold temperament goddess is popular now, should we also try high-cold?"

The breath of the long-lost campus came to me, and Aya Qingxuan sat on the school's unique flower porch and changed the book again.

The holy place for lovers on the campus is on the other side of the slope. It happens to be class time, so there are very few people.

Ling Qingxuan waited for a while, and the boy in the white shirt sat down beside her skillfully.

"Sister, long time no see."

Fu Yifeng smiled brightly and took out a rose from behind.

"Sister Lingxi, you are more delicate than fresh roses."

Today's Ayaxi is wearing a fashionable and low-key suspender skirt, her hair is hanging down behind her, and her hair has been braided for a long time, so she is slightly curled, which adds a touch of playfulness to her.

Seeing her like this, Fu Yifeng's guess deepened. She really didn't like Yan Jing, otherwise Yan Jing would be like this, and she didn't even look worried at all.

Squinting slightly, he handed the rose over.

Ling Qingxuan didn't answer, she pointed to the sign on the flower gallery, "If you pick one, you will be fined 100. You can go to the Academic Affairs Office by yourself, or... I'll throw it at you."

[Host, this is the male protagonist of this plane. 】

Fu Yifeng, a senior student, is also the only son of the Fu family.

The Fu family cut corners in the cooperation project with the Yan family in the early stage, and there were casualties, and the Fu family almost went bankrupt because of the compensation.

They became a rat **** in the industry, and their family hated Yan Jing after that.

Fu Yifeng had never been exposed as the young master of the Fu family before, so he deliberately found a private detective and found Ling Xi, who was in the same school as him.

Although Lingxi has good grades, she still has a sense of inferiority from the countryside. In addition to her husband's indifference, she gradually likes to get along with this senior who treats her well.

She also admitted frankly about her relationship with Yan Jing.

Fu Yifeng deliberately obtained information from her mouth, wanting to know the route of Yan Jing's business trip and causing a car accident.

But Ling Xi didn't know that, in order not to disappoint him and not be friends with herself, she vaguely passed.

But in the end, Yan Jing still had a car accident.

Who the **** leaked the route.

"Xuemei, if you haven't seen you for a few days, you will be joking." Fu Yifeng's expression was only embarrassed for a moment.

He put the rose behind him and approached Aya Qingxuan.

Like preventing the virus, the little girl moved aside, "Speak straight."

Fu Yifeng restrained his smile and said worriedly: "Xuemei, I heard that Mr. Yan's Mr. Yan hasn't been to the company for a long time, do you know what happened to him?"

This is to confirm Yan Jing's situation from her mouth.

Ling Qingxuan said indifferently, "He's on a business trip."

Fu Yifeng sneered in his heart.

What business trip, it is clearly a car accident, life and death unknown.

After letting him get the handle, he will definitely make the Yan family go bankrupt, make Yan Jing ruin his reputation, and taste the pain of his parents all these years.

"Isn't he your husband? I didn't tell you the route last time, but this time I won't tell you the address. Is he..." Fu Yifeng looked like he was hesitant to say anything.

Ling Qingxuan didn't answer at all, and he wasn't curious, making him embarrassed by himself.