Original God Zhongli BG Xiao Qinglong traveled through time

She couldn't remember when she fell asleep. She opened her eyes dazedly. The sunlight shone through the window onto her face, which was a bit dazzling. She subconsciously covered her eyes with her hands, and it took her a while to adjust.

"It's already daytime..." Lin Huan muttered to herself. She felt that there was nothing wrong with her body. The heaviness and dizziness that had come for no reason seemed to have disappeared without a trace in her sleep. She was just still a little tired, but it was still within the tolerable range.

Lin Huan raised her body and slowly sat up from the bed. Looking around, she was surprised to find that the room she was in was the room where she had spent time with Xiao Niao and Ganyu after being seriously injured. Recalling the scene at that time, Lin Huan couldn't help but shrink her shoulders... Even though so much time had passed, she was still frightened.

However, when Lin Huan realized that she had not informed that person of her actions in advance, she felt even more guilty. She knew that she was too impulsive this time and did not even leave enough time to report the situation to him. Although she did not regret her choice, she still felt a little uneasy and uneasy.

"But... the matter is done..." Lin Huan bit his lip and muttered to himself, "But in the end, I'm afraid I'll have to trouble Xiaoying..."

That's right, in her world line, she had already seen Kong Ge who traveled with Dainsleib. Then, the traveler five hundred years later... needless to say, it must be the extremely lovable Xiao Ying.

Lin Huan was immersed in her own thoughts, as if she was in her own little world. She leaned back on the pillow, letting her thoughts run wild. At this moment, it seemed that someone outside the door noticed the movement in the house, and then there were footsteps approaching, followed by a knock on the door.

Lin Huan's heart suddenly tightened. Could it be that he really came? After hesitating for a long time, she finally said softly, "I'm here, please come in."

As the door was slowly pushed open, a small figure slowly walked into the room. Lin Huan stared at the door, and when he saw the person clearly, he found that it was not the person he had been waiting for anxiously, but the small Ye Jin holding a book. This little guy is half a year older than Xiao Lan from Brother Xingzhi's family, but from the expression between his eyebrows, he is obviously more like Hui Xin. Xiao Jin likes quietness by nature. Whether it is the study of magic or medicine, he seems to have a special liking for everything related to books, just like a little scholar.

Xiao Jin walked quickly to the bedside, sat down next to her, and asked with concern: "Aunt... you finally woke up... You have been in a coma for the whole day, and everyone was very worried..."

Lin Huan finally felt relieved, but at the same time, he was puzzled: "They have all gone to Jueyunjian to play, right? Why didn't you go with them?"

Xiao Jin smiled slightly.

"Yunxi's mother didn't go with them either... As for me..." As he spoke, he raised his hand to indicate the book in his hand, with a faint smile on his lips, and shook his head gently. As for why, it was self-evident.

Then, as if relieved of a heavy burden, he showed a lovely and charming smile, slowly closed his eyes, reached out and hugged Lin Huan's waist tightly, and rubbed it gently a few times.

"I am really grateful for your full help regarding my father's matter... However... every time I think back on it... I feel very scared and uneasy..." Xiao Jin's voice trembled slightly, revealing the fear and worry deep in her heart.

Lin Huan sighed deeply, raised her hand, and gently stroked the top of Ye Jin's head, as if comforting a frightened child. Then, she slowly placed her right hand next to Xiao Jin's hand, raised the corners of her mouth slightly, and smiled softly: "Xiao Jin, you are a little doctor. With the knowledge you have learned, come and help aunt to see the disease?"

Ye Jin was obviously a little surprised, but he still obediently stretched out his little hand as white and flawless as white jade, and carefully and hesitantly placed it on Lin Huan's wrist... After a moment, he frowned, as if thinking about something.

"Hmm... eh? The pulse is normal... Aunt Huan, are you really not sick?" Ye Jin looked at Lin Huan with confusion, his eyes full of worry.

Lin Huan smiled and nodded, then changed his other hand and gently touched the top of Ye Jin's head again, saying softly: "Don't worry, little Jin, I'm really fine, you don't have to worry so much. Also, you are willing to stay with me, this thought... I feel it, I'm really happy."