Quick Transmigration: The Host is Soft and Sweet

"..."

Zhong Lixun did not scream immediately.

After a while, Xiang Xing suddenly felt that the knuckles she was holding tightly moved a few more times.

Immediately afterwards, a low and weak voice faintly rose, "... medicine..."

medicine?

Xiang Xing lags for a moment.

He reacted quickly, blinked softly, and continued to ask: "What medicine, where is it?"

"...In the bag..."

Receiving a response, the boy seemed to have caught a life-saving straw, and said one more word.

In the bag.

The little guy hurriedly raised his head and quickly looked around the piano classroom.

Finally, in a corner not far away, a black shoulder bag was found.

She drifted over and subconsciously reached out to grab her bag.

——Unexpectedly, the hand passed directly through the strap of the backpack.

"..."

Xiang Xing looked at his hand and frowned depressed.

Suddenly, there was a flash of inspiration in the little guy's mind, and he couldn't help turning his head back and glanced at Zhong Lixun.

Mind moved slightly, she wandered back to Zhong Lixun's side.

Grabbing his hand again.

Efforts to work out the strength of the whole body, drag him little by little.

Drag it all the way to the black one-shoulder backpack.

Afterwards, the little guy grabbed the boy's hands directly, awkwardly controlled his knuckles, and unzipped the backpack.

While rummaging around, he asked, "Senior, where is your medicine?"

"..."

Presumably because of touching his backpack, Zhong Lixun's consciousness seemed to have recovered a bit.

His fingertips moved slightly, but out of Xiang Xing's control, he fumbled in his backpack.

Soon, he took out a small white, gourd-shaped porcelain bottle.

Xiang Xing saw the boy pull off the lid of the porcelain bottle, as if trying his best, retracted his hand and held the porcelain bottle in his mouth.

After a long while, the eyes that were tightly closed all the way finally opened slowly and mistily.

"Huh~"

Xiang Xing let out a long sigh of relief.

She thought for a while and couldn't help but stretched out her hand again and hugged Zhong Lixun's arm.

After raising his arm vigorously, he put it on his small shoulder, and then gave a jerk.

The boy was supported up smoothly.

She supported him, floated to a desk and chair that hadn't been turned over, and then carefully put him on the chair.

At that time, the boy's eyes were already completely opened.

Qingming eyes stared at Xiang Xing tightly.

After staring for a long time, he opened his thin lips slightly, and in his dumb voice, there was a hint of uncertainty: "Are you... Xiang Xing?"

"……Ok?"

Upon hearing this, Xiang Xing couldn't help but stared softly in astonishment.

She floated in front of Zhong Lixun, her head tilted slightly, and her little hand pointed at herself subconsciously, "Senior, do you know me?"

Weird.

Whether in the plot or in the character design, the original lady sister has never had any intersection with Zhong Lixun.

How would he know.

"..."

Zhong Lixun paused, and the corners of his mouth suddenly curled up.

"I heard about you."

He smiled gently, and his delicate eyes narrowed slightly, "It's just that you didn't expect you to become the earthbound spirit of the school."

"However, I still have to thank you for your life-saving grace."

The boy said, struggling to straighten up suddenly.

Leaning towards Xiang Xing slightly, as if bowing.

"Oh, a little effort."

Xiang Xing smiled sweetly and waved his hand quickly.

But suddenly he felt the young man's gaze, staring at him again.