Transmigrated into the body of a prematurely deceased beloved child

Chapter 520 My Brother is a Cannon Fodder Subordinate 38

After spending his winter break working part-time, Koster returned to school.

Xie Zian and Shen Chilin officially entered the second semester of their senior year, a crucial year that could change their destinies.

Meanwhile, Xie Zian was reassigned to Class 3 in the second semester and no longer spent his days in the "Emperor Class" Class 12.

He completely broke away from his previous days of fighting and skipping classes, and devoted himself to his studies.

Xie Zian wanted to study hard for the next six months and get into a good university.

Zhao Zhao and Shen Xinghe are still deskmates, and he is still his study group leader, responsible for supervising their studies.

Zhao Zhao's goal has changed again: to improve Shen Xinghe's ranking in the top ten of the grade.

Ordinary days passed by one by one, and as summer vacation approached, Zhao Zhao's health deteriorated, a sign that her life was nearing its end.

He was hospitalized again, and with the college entrance examination approaching, Xie Zian had no interest in studying at all.

"I'll be fine, don't worry." Zhao Zhao lay pale on the hospital bed, completely exhausted.

Xie Zian didn't know why, but he dreamed countless times at night that Zhaozhao was leaving.

Especially as Zhao Zhao's health deteriorated, his dreams became more and more frequent.

He was terrified; he feared it was a premonition.

"I...I can't, how can I not worry if you keep this up!" He threw down the book in his hand, and the thought of not taking the college entrance examination even flashed through his mind.

He wanted to stay with Zhaozhao at the hospital and keep an eye on his health.

Zhao Zhao: "Brother, when did you become so stubborn? What are you worried about?"

He didn't understand why Xie Zi'an was so afraid of him this time, staying by his side almost every step of the way.

"I..." Xie Zian hesitated for a long time, his face turning red before he finally said, "I'm worried that you... you'll die!"

His expression was pained: "I've been having these dreams every day for the past few days. In my dreams, you're either leaving or on your way to leave me. Do you know how desperate I am?!"

“Dreams are fake; they’re always the opposite,” Zhao Zhao tried to comfort her, but Xie Zi’an objected vehemently: “No! You’re just lying to me!”

Xie Zian was a little too agitated. Zhao Zhao sat up weakly and whispered, "What exactly did you dream about?"

"Is it all about me?"

Xie Zian shook his head and then nodded: "The person who leaves me in my dreams always looks different and is different in age, but I know it's you! And I have a feeling that you're leaving this time too!"

His eyes were red and he couldn't accept the situation: "If you really leave, I will follow you without hesitation."

Upon hearing this, Zhao Zhao's eyes widened: "Are you crazy?!"

"Xie Zian, how could you joke with your life like this!"

Xie Zian closed his eyes briefly: "You are the meaning of my life. If it weren't for you, I probably would have followed my father and mother the year they passed away."

His voice was very soft, as if he was afraid of frightening Zhaozhao: "Don't worry about me. Take good care of yourself. As long as you are healthy, I am healthy too."

Zhao Zhao's heart was pounding. Xie Zi'an's eyes were dark, clearly indicating he hadn't rested well. Remembering the dream Xie Zi'an had mentioned, he tentatively asked, "Can you tell me about your dream?"

Xie Zian regained his gentle demeanor and sat down in front of Zhao Zhao's bed: "Okay." Just then, he was about to lose control as well.

"..."

Xie Zian began to speak, but Zhao Zhao could only see his lips moving; she couldn't hear any sound.

At the same time, the system said: [There's been a slight malfunction; Zhaozhao, you can't listen.]

The system blocked Xie Zi'an's words.

He frowned: "Why?"

For Xie Zi'an's sake, I won't lie to you.

Upon hearing that Xie Zian was involved, Zhao Zhao reluctantly stopped asking.

Xie Zian said a lot, then saw Zhao Zhao staring at him blankly and found it a little funny: "What's wrong? You also think these dreams are strange, right?"

Zhao Zhao, who hadn't heard anything, nodded stiffly, only to see Xie Zi'an's expression becoming increasingly gentle.

"It's okay, don't worry if you don't understand."

"Dreams are always illusory; what matters most is the reality we are experiencing right now."