Reborn, she saved the boy who was bullied to death

Chapter 207 The last straw that broke the camel’s back

Shang Qing didn't return until it was dark, and Ji Xun came back a little later.

Grandma Kang had already prepared a lot of delicious food and was just waiting for them to come back to start eating.

Shang Qing was no different from usual, acting quite lively. In fact, she had spent quite a while in the park, sitting blankly in a quiet corner, not returning until she had calmed down enough.

Although she had no appetite at this time, she still forced herself to eat something.

Everything was the same as usual, but only Shang Qing herself knew how depressed and broken she was.

I was very tired and lying in bed, but I couldn't fall asleep. Since I couldn't sleep, I picked up my phone and decided to read some professional knowledge to make up for my shortcomings.

At this moment, the sound of a text message caught Shang Qing's attention, and she clicked it.

The moment Shang Qing opened the phone and saw those words, he felt his breathing quicken, his vision went dark, and he could no longer hold the phone.

In the darkness, Grandma Kang's bedroom door was gently pushed open.

Hearing the sound, Grandma Kang turned on the bedside lamp and saw Shang Qing standing at the door, hugging a pillow, looking pitifully vulnerable and lonely. She must have seen it wrong. How could Shang Qing, this little sunshine, be so depressed?

"Qingqing, what's wrong?" Grandma Kang sat up, feeling a little worried.

Shang Qing looked pitiful and said, "Grandma, I want to sleep with you, okay?"

There was no way Grandma Kang wouldn't agree. She waved to Shang Qing, patted her bed, and said, "Come, Qingqing, come here. Little Qingqing will sleep with Grandma today."

Hearing this, Shang Qing trotted over holding a pillow and nimbly slipped into Grandma Kang's quilt.

Looking at the soft and sweet little girl nestling in her arms, Grandma Kang's heart melted.

"Qingqing, are you cold? You feel a little cold." Grandma Kang naturally noticed something was wrong. The child was afraid of the cold, but it was the end of June, so she wasn't cold.

Shang Qing didn't look up, but just lowered her head, her voice muffled: "Hmm... a little."

"Okay, grandma will keep you warm. You won't be cold in a while. Okay?" Grandma Kang turned up the air conditioner temperature, hugged Shang Qing tighter with great patience, and patted her gently.

Shang Qing turned over, her entire back pressed against Grandma Kang's arms. Her cheeks, unseen by Grandma Kang, were already wet with tears. The strands of hair that fell on her cheeks were damp.

Time passed minute by minute. After an unknown amount of time, Shang Qing's breathing became even and she gradually fell asleep.

In that dream, Uncle Shangyang was weaving a garland for her in a fairytale world filled with blooming flowers. He was very skillful, and it didn't take him long to create a particularly beautiful garland.

Just because she saw a little girl wearing a wreath on TV and she was so envious, Uncle Shangyang fulfilled her little wish...

Uncle Shangyang touched her soft hair and said with certainty that she was the most beautiful girl in the world...

She and Uncle Shangyang chased each other through the flowers, butterflies dancing around them. Birds sang, cicadas chirped, and everything was so beautiful...

But in an instant, the scene changed.

The sky was covered with dark clouds, thunder and lightning, and the rain was pouring down.

Uncle Shangyang was gone, she cried and cried. Uncle Shangyang was nowhere to be found, and she became even more frightened, running around shouting.

At this moment, she heard Uncle Shangyang's voice. However, she felt cold all over, unable to breathe, and mouthfuls of lake water poured into her mouth. She was actually in the lake.

"Qingqing, don't be afraid, don't be afraid, uncle is here. Uncle will always protect you. Be good..." She was held in Uncle Shang Yang's arms as they swam towards the shore. His voice was so reassuring. Shang Qing knew that as long as he was there, her uncle, he could solve all her problems.

The lake rolled and rolled.

She and Shang Yang went up and down inside. Finally, they reached the shore. Shang Yang held her up and she climbed up the shore. She grabbed the big rocks on the shore. As long as she climbed up, she would be able to climb up.

But, what is going on?

Her body was struggling, and she began to kick Shang Yang's body frantically. Shang Yang was rising and falling in the lake, and mouthfuls of lake water poured into his mouth.

"No, no! Uncle Yangyang, wuwuwu, don't kick me, no!" Shang Qing screamed. She wanted to stop him, but her body was out of control. She kicked Uncle Shangyang's head, shoulders, and chest fiercely...

She cursed viciously: "Humph, I want to live, you go die!"

She climbed ashore and watched Uncle Shangyang struggling in the water until he had no strength left. Then, Uncle Shangyang completely disappeared into the surging waters. She ran away from the lake as if nothing had happened.

"Hurry up! Save uncle, uncle! Wuuwu!" Shang Qing cried out, she wanted to reach out, but her body was completely out of control.

She heard a cold voice coming out of her mouth: "Humph, do you want me to be taken away by him and drowned! I'm not stupid! You actually showed up again!"

"No! No! Uncle won't! He is saving me! Why! Why are you doing this!" Shang Qing shouted helplessly and weakly, but slowly, she felt that she was getting less and less strength.

"Humph! He saved you! So, he deserves to die! And you, don't bother trying." A vicious voice shouted from Shang Qing's mouth, with a vicious and cruel smile on his face, "Because, I want to live!"

In her dream, Shang Qing couldn't understand. What did this mean? What did she mean by that?

She didn't have the energy to think anymore. All she could see was Uncle Shang Yang completely disappearing into the lake.

Uncle Shangyang's eyes were filled with disbelief and sadness, but not resentment. Why didn't he resent her? Why? She was the one who killed him!

"Uncle, no, no!..." Shang Qing screamed in shock. She sat up suddenly and only came to her senses when she saw the room she was in clearly.

"Sister, what's wrong?" Ji Xun heard the voice and rushed in. He saw Shang Qing sitting on the bed, in a daze. Her eyes were red and she looked a little tired.

Ji Xun was really worried and walked into the room: "Sister, what's wrong? Did you have a nightmare?"

Shang Qing pretended to be strong, took a deep breath, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. His voice was hoarse: "Xiao Xun, where is grandma?"

"Grandma and Grandma Li went to the market. Is there anything you want to talk to Grandma about?" Ji Xun was a little worried, so he walked to the bedside and squatted down to look at her at eye level.

Shang Qing's eyes were a little evasive, not daring to look into Ji Xun's pure eyes: "No... nothing... just a casual question."