The villain who never surrenders [Quick Transmigration]

She said it lightly, without a hint of a joke.

Coupled with Rong Ling's expressionless face at the moment, coupled with her icy tone, the girls all felt cold from the soles of their feet to the top of their heads in an instant, their eyes widened in shock.

Wang Qi swallowed: "Sister Rong...she really..."

"Ahhh!" Before she finished speaking, someone suddenly screamed and hid at the back of several people, "Ghost, I saw a ghost."

The so-called ghost was Bai Zhen who happened to keep up with Rong Ling. She had just woken up not long ago, her hair was wet against her neck, her face was pale, and she was still dripping under the dim street lamp, little by little. Dripping down, like a water ghost climbing up from the river.

In addition, a few people were guilty of thieves and actually believed Rong Ling's words. They thought that Bai Zhen was already dead.

Rong Ling looked back: "Did you see anything? Why didn't I see anything?"

"Rong Ling..." Someone swallowed, "Did you really not see it?"

"Hmm..." Rong Ling nodded seriously, "Is there anything behind me?"

Because of Rong Ling's words, several people trembled closer in an instant, but because they were stared at by Bai Zhen's cold eyes, they didn't even dare to run away.

Seeing them howling like wolves and ghosts, Rong Ling was happy: "But I heard that after people are killed, their grievances condense into ghosts, and they will seek revenge from those who killed them..." She deliberately paused, Wang Qi Immediately waved his hands again and again: "It's not me, it's not me, Li Bing was obviously the one who caused her to accidentally fall into the water just now."

"I didn't..." The girl named Li Bing denied it flatly, but looked at the ground with guilty eyes.

"Don't argue..." Rong Ling said, "But if you apologize sincerely, maybe Bai Zhen's ghost will forgive you, or else..."

Rong Ling's voice stopped, and the arc of the corners of his lips fell into the eyes of several people, which was very strange.

Seeing Bai Zhen's "ghost image" pass Rong Ling's side and walk towards her step by step, the girls were so frightened that their legs limp and collapsed on the ground, they apologized repeatedly in a daze: "I'm sorry, I'm not Intentionally, it's not me, it's really not me..."

Especially Li Bing, who had an argument with Bai Zhen before, put his hands on the ground and kowtowed nonstop: "Please, don't come here, I don't mean it, I really don't...you can go with peace of mind, during the holidays I will definitely burn the paper and burn incense for you..."

The bluestone floor was rough, Li Bing's hair was disheveled, and even his forehead was about to be broken.

"Hahaha." Rong Ling was about to burst into tears, leaning on the wall of the alley, laughing so hard that the branches trembled.

Bai Zhen glanced at her, and then turned around: "Go back to the inn."

Bai Zhen knew that these people couldn't afford to offend them, and she didn't even have the right to tease and intimidate them like Rong Ling did.

Her tone was not as terrifying and gloomy as imagined, Li Bing stopped kowtowing abruptly, a little surprised, looked up cautiously, and saw Bai Zhen's slender shadow on the ground.

Coupled with Rong Ling's unscrupulous smile in the distance, they realized that they had been cheated.

The few people who were scared out of their wits got up from the ground with all their hands and feet, and they didn't dare to say anything to Rong Ling, so they walked away in despair.

Rong Ling wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, and also went to the inn.

She walked briskly and passed Bai Zhen, leaving only a back view.

Originally, Rong Ling wore simple clothes when going out, just a camisole top with a coat, and a pair of loose shorts casually.

But because she entered the water to save Bai Zhen, her clothes are now tightly attached to her body.

The girl has a slender waist and long legs, her silhouette is concave and convex under the street lamps, her legs are thin and straight, her proportions are so perfect that she doesn't look like a real person, but looks like a fairy walking out of this drizzled alley to suck people's energy.

Bai Zhen paused and looked away.

Fortunately, the teacher didn't notice anything unusual, and the next day's travel activities went smoothly.

We went to the former residences of celebrities together, visited the museums, and ate a lot of local specialties in the scenic spots. We didn’t return to the hotel until it was getting dark around [-]:[-] pm.

Rong Ling had no appetite for dinner, so he returned to his room to rest after only two mouthfuls of food.

Bai Zhen also came back after a while. Seeing Rong Ling wrapping herself in a cocoon and sleeping in the bed next door, she couldn't help slowing down, only turning on the lamp by the bed, and flipping through the mock test paper she brought with her.

Bai Zhen knew very well that the only way out for a person like her was to be admitted to university.

The small bedroom was quiet, and the warm yellow light under the desk lamp attracted many moths outside the window to jump on the glass, making rustling noises.

Occasionally, the sound of Bai Zhen flipping the test papers could be heard in the room, but it seemed quieter.

Until there was a slight whine from Cong Ling's bed, breaking the silence.

Bai Zhen paused while holding the pen, her eyes darkened like the night outside the window.

Immediately afterwards, Rong Ling's low voice came again, she turned over on the bed, and changed her position from sleeping facing the wall to Bai Zhen's side.

Unable to tell whether it was cold or hot, Rong Ling rubbed against the quilt, and stretched out his hands and feet from the quilt.

Bai Zhen finally sensed that something was wrong with her, and finally put down the pen in her hand, and went up to check.

"Rong Ling..." She clings to the side of the bed and whispers.

I don't know if Rong Ling heard it, but the quilt covered his face, and he remained motionless.

Bai Zhen maintained this position for a while, and finally reached out to lift a corner of the quilt, and saw that Rong Ling's cheeks were flushed abnormally, and even his lips were slightly parted to breathe.

She frowned slightly, seeming extremely uncomfortable.

"What's wrong with you?" Bai Zhen asked.

Rong Ling overestimated his underage physique. Last night, he entered the water to save Bai Zhen, and today he turned from morning to night. He didn't feel sick until night, and he didn't even have the appetite to taste his favorite dishes.

The feeling of being sick is so strange to Rong Ling, so strange that she doesn't know what's wrong with herself, she just wants to sleep in a daze.

So even when he heard Bai Zhen's voice, Rong Ling thought it was a dream in a trance, and didn't have the consciousness to answer at all.

Her cheeks were flushed like a blooming flower.

It wasn't until the aging desk lamp flickered suddenly and made the sound of electric current that Bai Zhen realized that he had lost his mind, and quickly reached out to touch her forehead.

Not very hot, no fever.

It's just that her normally fair face turned crimson, probably from the cold, so Bai Zhen covered her again with the quilt and covered Rong Ling tightly, only showing half of her face to breathe.

Then she went downstairs to the information desk and asked for a cold shot and pills.

Returning to the room with the prepared cold spirit, Rong Ling changed his sleeping position at some point, turning his face to the inside.

Bai Zhen stretched out his hand and gently touched her face: "Drink some medicine before going to sleep."

This movement was really annoying, Rong Ling fell into a drowsy sleep when someone played with him, and immediately lost his temper, he reached out and slapped the playful hand.

The sound was crisp and merciless.

Bai Zhen narrowed his eyes under the lens, staring at the rapidly turning red mark on the back of his hand with a dim expression.

After a brief silence, she scooped up a spoonful of the potion with no expression on her face, and pinched her cheek with one hand, making Rong Ling raise her head and open her mouth involuntarily.

Then something sweet and bitter liquid was poured into the mouth.

Rong Ling subconsciously wanted to turn his head away, but a cold voice came from above his head: "Swallow it..."

The cold and hard spoon pressed into her mouth irresistibly, Rong Ling couldn't spit it out even if he wanted to vomit, and his body was so soft that he had no strength to resist, so he had no choice but to swallow the medicine into his stomach.

However, because she was lying flat, it was inevitable that she would be choked and coughed again and again.

Bai Zhen frowned and changed his posture.

Her left hand reached down the back of Rong Ling's neck, slowly lifting him up.

The girl in her arms was as soft as if she had no bones, her lips wetted by the potion were extremely rosy.

Bai Zhen lowered her eyes and stopped looking, and began to feed the medicine in a businesslike manner.

The small bowl of medicine was about to run out, and Bai Zhen remembered the little pill left. She pinched it with her fingers and handed it to Rong Ling's lips.

The girl's lips were extremely soft, as if they could sink in with a light touch.

Prying open the teeth, the temperature of the tip of the tongue scratched on the fingertips, like a feather flicking, crisp? Numb.

Bai Zhen's eyelids trembled, and regardless of the wetness on his fingers, he fed all the remaining medicine into Rong Ling's mouth, and said in a low voice, "Swallow the pills."

She didn't know what to think, her voice softened again: "Be obedient..."

Rong Ling's whole body was sore and limp, and he lost his temper long ago, so he obediently swallowed the pills.

Only then did Bai Zhen put her away and tuck the quilt tightly for her.

Rong Ling fell asleep in a daze and fell unconscious. It was not until the sky was bright when he woke up, and most of the splitting headache when he fell asleep last night had disappeared, but his body was sticky and uncomfortable.

Bai Zhen in the next bed woke up early and was silently writing an English composition.

Rong Ling glanced at it inadvertently, then turned and went into the bathroom to take a shower.

She didn't realize that when she walked into the bathroom and the water was splashing, Bai Zhen outside didn't write a single word.