The next day.
Nibao suffered from insomnia. After a deep conversation with her brother, she suffered from glorious insomnia.
Nibao has always had a good sleep pattern and can almost fall asleep as soon as she touches the pillow. This is the first time she has insomnia.
When she appeared in the hall with a pair of big panda eyes, Jun Sihan, who was waiting to have dinner with her, was obviously startled.
The housekeeper, Xiaolan, and other servants also felt strange.
The young lady has always been simple, heartless and has no worries. How could she ever suffer from insomnia
"Come and eat."
"oh."
She walked over listlessly, looking particularly listless.
When she walked to the dining table and sat down, Jun Sihan suddenly said something out of context.
"Four times."
Nibao was just lowering her head to adjust her clothes. When she heard her brother's strange words, she shook her head and looked up, "Huh?"
What the hell.
"From the time you walked from the lobby to the dining room to the time you sat down, you yawned a total of four times."
Nibao: “…”
Brother, why are you observing this when you have nothing to do
"Are you losing sleep because of what I said last night?"
"No, no." Nibao shook her head quickly.
"Um?"
Jun Sihan stared at her face, the words "I don't believe it" clearly written in his blue eyes.
Nibao pouted slightly, "Okay, I admit it's like this."
"Nibao, since you said last night that you don't like it, then don't think about it, so as not to cause yourself more trouble."
Jun Sihan touched her head.
"Yes, I understand."
Nibao nodded gently.
"By the way, brother," Ni Bao took a sip of milk and suddenly thought of something, "How is Feng Luochen injured? Is it serious?"
She knew that although Feng Luochen was stronger than her, he was not as strong as her brother.
This time, even his brother's face was bruised, so Feng Luochen definitely didn't get any benefit.
"He's fine, nothing serious," Jun Sihan said indifferently while eating breakfast elegantly, "He just had a dislocated wrist joint on his right hand."
Nibao: “…”
Isn't this serious enough
Well, compared to the injuries my brother suffered during training as a child, this is really nothing.
But in all these years, this was the first time they had used such heavy weapons in a fight.
"What's wrong? Are you feeling sorry for him?"
Jun Sihan said calmly, but his tone sounded a little... sour.
He glanced at her briefly, taking in the surprised look on her face.
"Ah?" Ni Bao was stunned, then quickly shook her head, "No, no, if I have to feel bad, it should be for my brother, why should I feel bad for Feng Luochen?"
My brother's question is very strange.
She and Feng Luochen are friends, so it's normal to worry about friends, but can worry and heartache be the same
"That's good, my sister is so good."
Jun Sihan was satisfied. He pinched Nibao's face and gave her a faint smile.
However, this satisfied mood disappeared instantly after arriving at school.
When they arrived at the school, Feng Luochen was already there. He was sitting in his seat with a serious expression on his face. No one knew what he was thinking about. He didn't even notice Nibao entering the classroom.
Putting down her schoolbag, she walked to Feng Luochen's seat and said, "Your joints are dislocated, so why are you still coming to school?"
Hearing her voice, Feng Luochen came back to his senses suddenly, raised his head, and saw her slightly reproachful expression, and smiled slightly.
"I'm fine. It's my hand that's injured, not my foot. It's okay for me to come to school. The high school entrance exam is coming up soon, and I can't fall behind in my studies."
Because as long as I come to school, I can see you.
"Studying is important, and health is also important. Remember not to bump into anything that touches your hands, okay?"
"Don't worry, I will take good care of myself."
I’m so happy that Nibao cares about him.
Jun Sihan, who was sitting in the back, suddenly turned cold when he saw his sister caring so much about Feng Luochen.
Just as he was about to say something, he thought of their conversation last night.
Forget it, Nibao knows her limits.