Jiu Ge’s Beloved Spirit

After only being in a coma for two days, he was already showing signs of waking up, and his whole body was healing very quickly.

Yun Si checked his pulse and then breathed a sigh of relief.

Stretch out your hand and touch his head gently, just like before.

"Brother Song Jing, don't be afraid, Si Si will protect you from now on."

She made a milky sound.

The little boy didn't know if he heard her, but he just held her hand tightly, very hard.

Yun Si stood beside the hospital bed. Because of her height problem, she could only stand on tiptoes and touch his head.

Her legs were a little sore and tired, so she supported the hospital bed and stood up straight.

At this time, the person on the bed slowly opened his eyes.

His dark eyes stared blankly at the sky, and the strength in his hands suddenly relaxed.

His head was still bandaged, and his entire thin face was extremely pale.

The shriveled body, wearing a hospital gown, seemed to have no flesh on it.

He stared straight ahead, as if he was demented, unable to move.

Unable to speak or scream, she was like a broken doll in the window, delicate and fragile.

Yun Si saw him open his eyes and immediately stood up on tiptoes.

"Brother Song Jing——"

She leaned over and touched his cheek, "Are you awake? Are you feeling better?"

The boy's cheeks were pale, and his eyes moved slightly after her voice sounded.

His soft and slender eyelashes trembled, and he slowly looked at her.

There was no emotion in the dark and quiet eyes, leaving only a dark gray.

He seemed to have lost his life, as if he had died in the violence.

The lips are dry and bloodless,

He seemed to be looking at her, but also seemed to be in a daze.

Yun Si looked at it, then turned around and opened her schoolbag.

Take out the kettle, open the lid,

Yun Si's water bottle is a straw type, which is very convenient to drink.

She held the kettle carefully and inserted the straw into his mouth.

"Brother Song Jing, drink water," she said.

The little boy stared at her, his eyelashes seemed to tremble.

After a few seconds, he slowly closed the mouth of the straw and swallowed in small sips.

The warm water flowed into the dry throat, seeming to dissipate the bitter medicinal taste.

He kept sucking, like a child that has not yet been weaned,

It wasn't until there was only a little bit left in Yun Si's water bottle that he stopped and slowly licked his lips.

Dark eyes stared at her, motionless.

Yun Si covered the kettle and put it back in her school bag.

Seeing that Song Jing was quiet and silent, she thought for a while, took off her shoes, and climbed onto the hospital bed.

"Brother Song Jing, it's okay. Nothing is wrong."

The little girl, like a little adult, carefully avoided his wounds, and then hugged him.

He is so thin that he doesn't even have a few ounces of flesh to the touch.

She took his hand and lay with him.

Holding him, I want to give him a little support.

In the past, when she was sad, he would always hold her and rub her head.

Now it was reversed, she was hugging him and holding his hand tightly.

The little boy slowly turned his head and stared at her silently.

The pale cheeks are still bloodless,

The dark eyes were no different from before.

Moist and clean, but there seems to be something extra.

Yun Si still wanted to speak, but soon, he slowly hugged her.

Like a little sheep, he hugged her waist and snuggled into her arms.