Fast time travel: Veteran Green Tea is showing off his acting skills again

Chapter 339
Hearing Xia Ling's words, Xu Yao shook her head crazily as if a taboo switch had been touched in her body, looking at Xia Ling in horror, "I didn't, I didn't see it, go away! Go away!"

Xu Yao's appearance obviously knew who hurt her.

Why don't you say it?

"Go away! Go away!" Seeing that Xia Ling refused to leave, Xu Yao reached out to pull the monitoring patch on her body.

Suddenly a piercing siren sounded in the quiet ward, and Xu Yao's mother rushed into the ward and grabbed Xia Ling's arm.

"Go away! Stop irritating my daughter! Go away!"

"Come on, let's go, baby." Her mother also took Xia Ling's hand and led her towards the door.

Xia Ling turned her head unwillingly and looked at Xu Yao's mother who was busy ringing the nurse's bell. The pale Xu Yao raised her head, opened her mouth, and panted heavily.

The sheet covering the bottom of the bed flapped.

The hair on Xia Ling's back stood up instantly.

There is something under the bed. Something was moving under the bed just now.

The person who hurt Xu Yao has been lurking in her ward.

That's why when she asked who the murderer was, she had such a big reaction and insisted on letting herself go.

This is her protecting herself.

"Don't go to see Xu Yao in the future. Since this matter has nothing to do with us, don't get involved in it anymore."

In the car, Xia Ling's mother reached out and gently stroked Xia Ling's hair, with a distressed and loving expression on her face, "Mom knows that you have been frightened. It just so happens that it's already a holiday. Mom will send you abroad to play and relax. "

"Mom, I'm not going." Xia Ling turned to look at her mother, "Mom, can you go live in another house? I want to be quiet at home."

Since he had said such dangerous words in the ward today, the people under Xu Yao's bed would definitely try their best to get close to him.

So if you want to meet that person, you have to create a suitable environment.

The mother was speechless after hearing this.

She looked at Xia Ling sadly, "Is it because... your father and I are having a divorce that's why..."

"Yes." Xia Ling turned his head, "I've been in a mess recently, and I just want to be quiet and quiet. Give me a little time and let me take it easy, okay?"

The mother compromised, "Okay. Can you stay at home by yourself? I'll leave my aunt to stay with you, and a few bodyguards to protect you, okay?"

Xia Ling refused: "No, I don't want it alone. I promise you, I will take good care of myself."

Her mother knew Xia Ling's character, and no one could change it as long as it was decided by her.

She didn't waste any more words, agreed to Xia Ling, took some things she commonly used at home, gave Xia Ling instructions for a long time, and then left the house.

Xia Ling sat in the gorgeous living room of ancient European style.

I always feel like it’s not right.

The protagonist of this world should be Xu Yao's senior.

Yan Xingchen is in the same grade as them, why did he become the protagonist, and why did he become a senior?

Could it be that Xu Yao repeated a grade later?

No matter how you think about it, it's strange.

Xia Ling called out Yan Huo, looked at the expressionless Yan Huo standing in front of him and asked, "Yo Huo, are you sure Yan Xingchen is the hero?"

Yan Huo nodded, "Yes, the host. Yan Xingchen is the hero, but this world doesn't provide much preface information, so everything that is abnormal needs the host to take the initiative to explore."

Xia Ling nodded understandingly, "I see."

Fireworks leave.

The room fell silent again.

She turned around and walked into the house, put on light clothes in case something unexpected happened, then got under the quilt and waited quietly in the house for the person who was supposed to arrive.

I don't know how long I lay there, the sky outside the window turned from dark to thick night.

The moon has not yet risen to the designated position, and the room is pitch black.

Probably won't come.

Xia Ling turned over, but like an auditory hallucination, she heard footsteps coming from the living room.

She pricked up her ears and closed her eyes tightly, listening to the footsteps getting closer and closer.

Until it stopped at the door of his room.

In the quiet room, the only sound left was Xia Ling's breathing.

After waiting for a long time, the person at the door did not enter the door.

Could it be a thief?

She closed her eyes and held a heart.

After a long time, I heard the doorknob of the room being gently pressed down.

Slowly, gently.

The door was pushed open from the outside.

Xia Ling was like a lifeless doll, lying flat on her back, breathing slowly and orderly on purpose, pretending to be asleep.

Even though her eyes were closed, she could still feel the eyes of the person at the door falling directly on her.

He kept staring, staring for a long time, and took the first step towards Xia Ling's bed.

The second step, the third step... finally stopped at Xia Ling's hand.

Xia Ling slowly opened his eyes, and turned his head to look at the black figure standing beside him.

The moon rose and the moonlight poured into the room, illuminating the man's face.

Xia Ling lowered her eyes and slowly raised the corners of her lips, "Welcome to our home, Yan Xingchen."

Standing beside the bed, Yan Xingchen held a knife in his hand, his expression showing surprise at Xia Ling's calm reaction.

He stabbed Xia Ling with the knife in his hand, and Xia Ling turned over and dodged his knife.

"Since Xu Yao has survived, why do you still want to kill me?" Xia Ling turned over and jumped off the bed, turned to look at Yan Xingchen, pretending to be wronged, "I didn't hurt Xu Yao, if you don't believe me, go ask her She told the police today that the person who hurt her was a man, I guess it was the senior she knew."

Yan Xingchen raised his eyebrows slightly, his eyes became a little confused, and his voice was cold and suspicious, "How do you know that Xu Yao knows a senior?"

Xia Ling walked around the foot of the bed, barefoot, and slowly approached Yan Xingchen, "I found someone to inquire about it. She knew that senior, and then found you. You like her so much that you don't even look at me." No... Now that she has a senior, she shouldn't get so close to you."

"I like you, you have known it for a long time." Xia Ling pursed her lips, her eyes were red, and she looked at Yan Xingchen persistently like a timid rabbit.

"Like me?" Yan Xingchen clenched the knife tightly and looked Xia Ling up and down.

He slowly raised the corners of his lips, and a strange light flashed in his eyes, "You don't even know who I am."

"It doesn't matter who you are." Xia Ling went around the bed, reached out and gently grabbed Yan Xingchen's wrist, took the knife out of his hand, and threw it on the ground.

Yan Xingchen didn't struggle or resist, he just followed her actions obediently.

"Such a beautiful hand shouldn't hold such a terrible weapon." She raised her head and lowered her teary eyes, "I know you don't like me, but I want to work hard. As long as you don't hate me, I will Always stand by your side, accompany you, protect you.”

(End of this chapter)