An Ran has already become Buddha.

She felt that she would never be able to match the number "two" in her life.

Second Military Region Hospital.

Second floor.

Ward 2, and—

Bed No. 2.

After waking up, the white spots caught my eyes.

There is also a strong smell of disinfectant that invades the nasal cavity.

There was no pain on her body. After S12 fell off the cliff, she protected her body well.

Not only hers, but also Lu Xiu's.

Maybe she had a little amnesia before she fell into a coma, and now she remembered that someone had protected her when she fell off the cliff.

It's Lu Xiu.

No, to be precise, it should be Major General Chu.

In the blink of an eye.

My younger brother became an older brother and he became a leader.

An Yeran was completely speechless.

Turning his head, An Zicheng was facing away from her, wearing headphones and playing games happily.

Maybe she was too involved in playing and didn't even notice when she woke up.

So An Yeran picked up the pillow and hit the back of his cousin directly!

"Oh!" An Zicheng was so scared that his phone fell directly to the ground!

"Sister, sister?! Are you awake?!" he said in surprise.

An Yeran looked at him expressionlessly, "Caring the patient, are you so fucking with him?"

An Zicheng coughed twice and said, "Hehe, you can't say that, sister, don't you feel embarrassed to bother you because you are sleeping soundly?"

An Yeran sneered.

"How many days have I slept?" She lifted the quilt and planned to go to the bathroom.

An Zicheng thought for a while and said, "No more, no less, it seems like it will take two days!"

An Yeran: “…”

Come on.

It's fucking two again.

After coming out of the toilet, another person was added to her ward.

Shen Zhizhu.

The young man still looks plain and gentle.

However, under his eyes, there were many gray halos.

Maybe I didn't sleep well.

The moment she looked at each other, the young man suddenly hugged her in his arms.

His slightly trembling body clearly conveyed his fear.

An Zicheng blinked in confusion, and then immediately stepped forward to rescue his sister, but was stopped by the girl's eyes.

An Yeran patted the young man on the back, "Xiao Mo, I'm fine."

Shen Zhizhu didn't say anything, just nodded slightly, and then let her go.

The young man wiped away the water droplets from the corners of his eyes without any trace.

"You have just woken up and are still weak. Let's have more rest." After he said that, he turned around and left the ward.

The moment the door was closed.

Shen Zhizhu seemed to have lost all her strength.

He held the bench at the door and sat down slowly.

A bitter smile on his handsome face.

He is too cowardly.

His will is not as hard as Lu Xiu.

Otherwise, it will not be awakened by the system.

The girl's death scared him.

He dared not bear it.

So he woke up.

However, Lu Xiu chose to continue to stay in the virtual world.

Continuous suicide, keep entering the next round...

The young man lowered his eyes, and there was loneliness in his dark pupils.

In the small pocket on the chest.

Empty.

Just like his heart.

Can't find the home.

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Not long after An Yeran lay down, his door was opened again.

The man who came in looked serious, had a cold face, and had a bit of solemnity. An Ran unconsciously shrank into the quilt.

"Awaken?" A low and cold voice came from the man's mouth, and An Yeran was so scared that he pulled his cousin over and blocked him in front of him.

Chu Siming sneered, "What are you hiding? Can you eat me?"

An Yeran: "You won't eat me, you will only beat me!"

Chu Siming threw An Zicheng away and looked down at the girl, "You still understand very much! You don't have the order to run to the research institute alone? Do you know where the idle people are not allowed to enter?"

The tool cousin who was thrown aside: "..."

An Ran could not refute it.

The two confronted each other for two seconds, and finally An Yeran defeated first and obediently sent his head to Chu Siming, "Put the hammer gently, I just woke up, my head couldn't stand the beating."

After saying that, she closed her eyes with ease.

Chu Siming snorted coldly, stretched out his hand, and his rough big hand went straight to the girl's head.

However, the palm wind suddenly stopped when there were two centimeters left from the girl's head.

The big hand gently patted her head.

"Stupid girl, it's fine if you wake up." After saying that, the man raised his head coldly, tidied up his clothes, and turned around and left.

An Yeran, who was a little confused, blinked and stared at the man's departure back in a daze. A little sweetness suddenly appeared in his heart, and the corners of his mouth were unconsciously hooked.

An Zicheng patted the dust on his clothes and walked back to the bed, "I said, General Chu actually likes you very much. Although he will beat you up, he cares more about you."

An Yeran said, "I know."

Just as he was about to help his cousin peel a fruit, his cousin's cell phone suddenly rang. He could only put down the knife in his hand, smiled apologetically at his sister, and then ran out of the room.

An Zicheng walked to an uninhabited corner and answered the phone, "What's wrong?"

"Major An, is Professor Shen on your side?!"

An Zicheng frowned slightly, "No, he just left."

The person there said, "My God, what should I do?"

"What happened?" An Zicheng's tone couldn't help but become serious.

The person there swallowed and said, "The instrument was broken, it suddenly stopped operating. No matter how it restarted, it would be useless!"

One sentence made An Zicheng stunned for two seconds.

He suddenly turned around and rushed up the stairs, running towards the fifth floor, and even forgot to take the elevator!

After he left, the elevator next to him suddenly heard a "Dingdong".

Then, a young man wearing a light blue sick gown walked out of it.

The young man's face was a little pale, but his facial features were very delicate and well-behaved, and he looked like a boy of sixteen or seventeen years old.
To be continued...