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It's actually her!
That's right, since I've already returned to before the apocalyptic world and seen my most beloved brother, it's natural that I would also encounter those I hate the most.
Yes, yes, not only will I see her, but I'll also see those others...
Han Jiaojiao lowered her head, striving to control her emotions and keep her voice as calm as possible—
"I have a headache; I don't want to see anyone."
Outside the door, Wu Xuelan was taken aback, thinking she hadn't made herself clear, and repeated, "… Miss, it's Miss Su, Miss Su Xue."
Han Jiaojiao's voice started to sound impatient, "I have a headache, I won't see her!"
Wu Xuelan stood dumbfounded outside the door for a good while before leaving, rubbing her ears and muttering under her breath, "Did I really not hear wrong..."
Wu Xuelan's reaction was understandable, since Su Xue was Han Jiaojiao's best friend.
Han Jiaojiao and Su Xue had been classmates since middle school and went to the same high school. They were very close friends; when Han Yi wasn't at home, Han Jiaojiao often invited Su Xue over for sleepovers. They did everything together and were as close as sisters.
Wu Xuelan also had a good impression of this girl named Su Xue, because every time Han Jiaojiao and Han Yi had a big fight, Han Jiaojiao would be depressed for a long time, hardly eating or talking to anyone. Wu Xuelan had been worried that Han Jiaojiao might become more and more reclusive, but after spending some time with Su Xue, Han Jiaojiao would quickly return to being the lively and energetic young girl she was, and for that, Wu Xuelan was grateful to Su Xue.
If Han Jiaojiao had been in her own sickroom, Wu Xuelan might have allowed Su Xue to enter without announcing her arrival, but Han Jiaojiao was in Han Yi's sickroom. Given Han Yi's status and position, he would never casually receive outsiders. Wu Xuelan had thought that the miss, knowing that Su Xue had arrived, would come out to meet her with joy and excitement, but she never expected to be flatly refused.
Wu Xuelan even pondered whether the two girls had a falling out.
Inside the sickroom, Han Jiaojiao waited until she heard the footsteps of Wu Xuelan leaving before her body gradually relaxed. However, she soon heard footsteps approaching the sickroom again!
Han Jiaojiao instantly became enraged, like a wildcat with its fur bristling, her nerves taut! She then yelled almost hysterically at the door, "Didn't I say I didn't want to meet? Tell her to get lost!—"
She glared fixedly at the direction of the door, her eyes erupting with intense hatred and fury as if the person standing behind it was not a friend, but an enemy!
The metal handle on the door twisted ever so slightly, emitting a very faint "click"… and Han Jiaojiao swiftly turned and picked up the empty bowl by the bed, hurling it hard at the lock!
—Bang!
Shattered to pieces.
The porcelain bowl broke, with the remaining porridge splashing against the pristine white walls.
Suddenly, there was no sound from outside the door, and the sickroom was as silent as it could be, with only the quivering sound of Han Jiaojiao's breathing.
Only after everything had ended did Han Jiaojiao remember Han Yi beside her. She didn't know how to explain, so she merely bowed her head, not wanting him to see the murderous intent in her eyes…
Han Yi watched silently as the small hand in his palm clenched into a fist, his expression inscrutable.
In the end, he asked nothing and just patted her back over and over, as one would soothe a child.
Just then, a man's voice came from outside the door—
"Aheng, have you got it wrong? Isn't this Han's sickroom? Clearly, there's a woman inside!"
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Han Jiaojiao was taken aback, and immediately realized she had mistaken someone else for her brother…
From what was said, it seemed that the person was here to find her brother, and thinking about her own behavior just now, she couldn't help but blush.
Aheng outside seemed to be quietly explaining something, when Han Jiaojiao heard the man say, "You're not playing me, are you?," followed by a loud shout, "Hey! Han bro! Are you really in there?"
Han Jiaojiao's entire face turned crimson, she cast a glance at Han Yi and was extremely embarrassed, "Um... Brother, I got it wrong..."
Han Yi looked at her with a smile.
"Han bro! Can I come in?" the man outside continued to call.
Han Jiaojiao was dying of embarrassment and simply tucked herself entirely under the covers, and muttered in a muffled voice, "Brother, just let him in."
"That won't do," Han Yi's voice was laced with rare tenderness, and the corners of his lips curled in a barely there smile, "Jiaojiao looks so cute like this, how can I let others see."
Her face flush with color, her look of shy annoyance, Jiaojiao's endearing and obedient appearance made him want even more.
In the end, Han Yi did not let the man in. Moreover, it seemed he was no longer planning to meet anyone else, as he then made several calls, all concerning the cancellation of meetings. After that, Han Yi had a laptop brought to him, and he began dealing with work matters.
Han Jiaojiao propped her chin and watched Han Yi from the side, her eyes occasionally fluttering. She thought her brother looked so charming, just a hand operating the computer, yet he was so organized and at ease, the powerful and confident aura in his movements nearly made her dizzy...
A spark of realization flashed in Han Jiaojiao's heart, and a mischievous smile crossed her face: had she become a brother complex? Hehe!
"What are you snickering about, hmm?" Han Yi's gaze still rested on the screen in front of him, but the movements of his sister did not escape his eyes.
"I wasn't snickering, I was smiling because I think brother is handsome and it made me happy."
"You little rascal," Han Yi said with a laugh, glancing at her, "Are you a bit bored? How about letting Sister Wu accompany you for a walk? The small botanical garden in this hospital isn't bad."
Han Jiaojiao instinctively wanted to refuse, but she also worried, was she interrupting her brother's work? So, in the end, with conflicted feelings, she nodded, "Okay then, brother, don't work too long either. The doctor said you need to rest in bed, and your mind should rest too."
Han Yi stretched out his hand to ruffle her hair, his face full of indulgent smiles.
For Han Jiaojiao, today was the first day she was reunited with her brother after a long absence, and she wished she could be glued to his side every single moment. However, she also knew all too well that her brother had many things to deal with. She couldn't hold him back like she did in her previous life anymore, she did not want to become a burden again. Even without any Ability, she intended to protect her brother in her own way, clearing all obstacles, even if it cost her life.
Han Jiaojiao returned to her hospital room, she asked Sister Wu for paper and a pen, and tried to record the events from her past life while lying on the bed.
She chewed on the end of her pen, deep in thought. Some events were from her own experiences, and others she had heard from others, which might not be true, so she must record them separately. Oh! And she needed to prioritize some important figures, especially those related to those few.
Where to start...
Han Jiaojiao tried hard to recall, determined to write down everything she could remember, no matter how insignificant. In the apocalyptic world, perhaps a seemingly trivial matter could play an unexpected role.
On the blank paper, Han Jiaojiao drew a timeline and started with—
September 1st, the northern hemisphere areas like Svalbard and Okeni were hit by meteor impacts.
That day was when Qingjiang University had its opening ceremony and the vicious shooting, and it was also when the first batch of meteors arrived. But because the meteors were not large and most fell into the sea, there was no panic, and the governments of neighboring nations reacted quickly, actively organizing rescue operations.
However, nobody expected...