Abyss of Rebirth

Not long after An Zhe left, An Rui received a call from old K.

"Let me tell you, the lives of wealthy families like you are actually not as extravagant as I thought." The old K smiled, and his voice sounded very pleasant, "What's the matter, you settled down and abused your new wife Then Zhou Yuting is also the young mistress of your An family, why is she still living by selling jewelry now?"

An Rui leaned casually on the chair, squinted slightly and looked through the window at the too bright and dazzling sunlight outside, tapped his fingers lightly on the table, and asked, "What's going on?"

There was a sound of rummaging over there: "Didn't you ask me to check on your stepmother in the morning? So I simply investigated her recent actions. Who knows, hey, this is really a coincidence. A friend of mine just received something from your stepmother a few days ago... I heard that it was a sapphire necklace that was auctioned for more than 100 million yuan? It was sold for 50 yuan after changing hands. Tsk, I will post the picture later show you?"

"I see." An Rui responded, sat up a little bit, and stretched out his hand to close the curtain: "Recently, she seems to be short of money, and this kind of business will not be done only once. Help me continue to watch It's tight, I want the most detailed information on her movements."

"Understood!" Old K whistled carelessly, then hung up the phone with a smile on his face.

An Rui ended the call with Old K, and not long after, he received a multimedia message.On the multimedia message is a piece of extremely beautiful sapphire jewelry, under the strong light, it looks radiant and beautiful.

An Rui brushed across the screen with his fingertips across the gems, and then slightly raised the corners of his lips.

In his previous life, he no longer remembered whether Zhou Yuting sold jewelry cheaply to make money in disguise, but in this life, with such a big advantage in his hands, if he didn't make good use of it, he would really feel sorry for his stepmother.

When An Zhe came back in the afternoon, it was still early, so he put the few boxes of commonly used medicines he bought into the medicine box and put them in the medicine box. He said hello to Mrs. Wang, and went upstairs directly.

After opening the door, he subconsciously glanced at the number on the air conditioner, and saw that it had finally been adjusted to a suitable value, so he felt relieved and walked towards An Rui.

An Rui was doing her homework, but when she saw An Zhe coming in, she didn't lift her eyes, she just wrote while complaining: "An Xiaozhe, you didn't knock on the door when you came in!"

An Zhe looked at An Rui, he took the medicine at noon, and he looked much better than before. He blinked innocently and said, "I'm afraid you fell asleep just like noon. You can't hear me when you knock on the door." Sit the chair beside An Rui, "Why don't you sleep in the afternoon?"

An Rui looked at An Zhe with his head sideways: "Eat and sleep, sleep and eat. Xiao Zhe, in your impression, am I a pig?"

An Zhe shook his head sincerely: "How could that be?" He looked down at An Zhe's densely written draft paper, and changed the subject, "I did my homework all afternoon, are you tired?"

"Tired." An Rui nodded pitifully.

"Then what should we do?" An Zhe followed An Rui's words very face-saving.

"I want to eat cake." An Rui said obediently.

An Zhe frowned: "Your tonsils are still inflamed, and cakes are sweets, so you can't eat them now." After thinking about it, "Let's go buy some after Rarity gets better?"

An Rui raised his fingers: "One."

"Not even one." An Zhe shook his head resolutely, "The symptoms of inflammation will get worse."

An Rui opened his eyes and looked at An Zhe, and suddenly smiled: "Even if it got worse, wouldn't Xiao Zhe still take care of me?"

As a result, An Zhe was completely defeated by An Rui's eyes again.

An Rui is the young master who was spoiled by An's family, and he is very picky about food.It took An Zhe more than half an hour to walk to the cake shop that An Rui had named, and after finishing the line, he rushed home, and it was already dark.

After waiting for An Rui to take the medicine, and watching him finish his meal, he went into the kitchen and carefully divided the matcha cake, which was only the size of a cup, into several portions.

"I can only eat a little bit." An Zhe brought the plate in front of An Rui, thought for a while, and said, "Anyway, Rarity is almost full just now, right?"

An Rui didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Then what to do with the rest? Even if you put it in the refrigerator, the taste of the cake will change."

An Zhe smiled slightly, took a spoonful of cake and fed it to An Rui's mouth: "It's okay, I've asked my aunt to eat it."

"..."

At around nine o'clock in the evening, An Rui returned to the room after taking a shower and was about to go to bed, when he suddenly saw An Zhe hugging some quilts beside his bed, earnestly making up the floor.

"...What are you doing?" An Rui walked behind An Zhe, "What are you doing on the floor?"

An Zhe made the floor and put the pillows on it: "Take care of you."

An Rui looked at An Zhe's back, frowned slightly, but still tried hard to keep his voice as usual: "No, I feel much better..."

"Should it mean that the throat is more uncomfortable?" Anzhe stood up, turned around, took a few steps closer, stretched out his hand and pulled An Rui down a little, then brushed away the broken hair on his forehead with one hand, and pressed his forehead against it. Going up, "Well, I don't have a fever yet..." I looked at his dry and chapped lips a little further away, "But I guess there will be some low-grade fever at night... I have already told my aunt, and I will watch it here at night you."

An Rui was inexplicably agitated, even in his previous life, he had never slept in the same space as anyone else.An Zhe is here—even if he doesn't share the same bed with him, it's as if his private domain has been forcibly invaded.

"No need, I..." An Rui tried hard to calmly reject the person in front of him, but before he finished speaking, his voice cut off him again.

"I don't want to make Ruirui uncomfortable," Angela took Anrui's hand, and looked into Anrui's eyes without blinking his dark eyes, "I want to stay and take care of you, can't I?"

I want to stay and take care of you.

Can't it?

An Rui felt that he might have really fainted from the fever.He opened his eyes and looked at the outline of the hanging lamp that could still be vaguely seen in the darkness, then turned his head to look at a certain little bean who was lying quietly under the bed in a good sleeping position, and then pressed the faint light firmly with his hand. Aching temples.

Illness can not eat sweets.

—he really shouldn't have eaten that cake.

☆, care