14. Dark circles under the eyes

 　　Before we begin Chapter 14, I have something to say. Lately, it's all been about Rosie. Actually, I don't know if Rosie is good or bad, haha, strange, isn't it? An editor who doesn't know the character's background!

　　Because Yuqin got up early, everyone else was up, but Yuqin wasn't. Hong Wange knew she had gone to find Shen Yeran, and that she had gotten up very early. However, she heard Yuqin screaming for help, sweating profusely, and pale-faced. Hong Wange rushed to Shen Yeran's place. When Hong Wange and Shen Yeran arrived together, Yuyao and Gu Qingying were already there. Looking at Yuqin with concern, Shen Yeran called out, "Yuqin, wake up, wake up!" Lin Yuqin was startled awake. Shen Yeran said, "It's alright, it's alright." Lin Yuqin tried to calm herself down. "Wange, give me a glass of water." "Oh, oh, okay." Yuqin drank the water in one gulp. "Want some more?" Hong Wange said worriedly. "No, thank you." "Much better, I'm alright now." Shen Yeran said angrily, "It's that woman, I'm going to kill her." "No need, I decided to read that book myself, I'll be fine in a few days." "But..." Shen Yeran wanted to say something more. But before she could finish speaking, Lin Yuqin pleaded, "Yeran, do me a favor." "I'm your best friend, why are you being so polite?" "I want to go to your dorm." "What?" x3 "No problem." The three girls were quite surprised. Yuyao said with a mischievous smile, "You guys..." Before Yuyao could finish speaking, the two girls said in unison, "No." "Let's go." "Okay." When they arrived at the boys' dorm, some people saw them and started gossiping, but this matter didn't spread around the school. When they got to room 301 on the third floor, they pushed open the door and found three boys playing games. Ying Moxiao said, "Stop playing." "There's a girl!" the other two exclaimed in unison. "It must be Lao San's." Looking up, they saw a boy with glasses. "You're the transfer student in our class, Lin Yuqin, right? My name is Ye Mingzhe, nice to meet you." He then adjusted his glasses. Another boy with messy hair said, "I'm in the same class as you, Liu Xiangyu." "Hello." "Yuqin will be staying here for a few days, be careful." "Okay, Lao San." "You want my bed? I'll sleep on the sofa." "But..." "It's okay." The three boys looked at each other, filled with envy and jealousy. That evening... After the five finished eating, they lay down. Yuqin, still too scared to sleep, put on a coat and left the boys' dormitory for a walk on campus. She was still awake at 3 AM. Yuqin returned to dormitory 301, sat on her bed, and listened to music. At 5 AM, Yeran woke up and, seeing Yuqin's dark circles, said worriedly, "Didn't you sleep? Are you okay? You have dark circles under your eyes. This sweetness so early in the morning, how are single people supposed to live?" "Agreed" x2. "Shut up!" The other three were startled and didn't dare speak. Yuqin said, "It's okay, I'll change my clothes." Then, to distract themselves... They were separated because of their strength, but Shen Yeran was a little worried, so he left last. In class, Yuqin looked a bit scary. "Are you okay?" Shi Enya asked worriedly. "I'm fine," she replied, and then went to read. During class, although Yuqin's eyelids were drooping, she didn't dare to sleep, so she drank coffee like crazy. This continued for a long time. Two weeks later, Yuqin fainted. Shen Yeran and the others took Yuqin to the hospital. The doctor said, "She is sleep-deprived and her mental state is unstable. It's best not to say anything harsh to her for a month." Everyone was very worried. Back home... In the hospital room, Shen Yeran said, "I want to kill that woman. She didn't kill me, and now she's done this to Yuqin. What good will it do if you go? Will Yuqin get better? Yuqin needs you now. If you feel guilty, then stay with Yuqin." "But..." A "slap" echoed in the quiet hospital room. A five-finger slap appeared on Shen Yeran's handsome face. Everyone was surprised. Hong Wange said angrily, "Your main job is to stay with Yuqin. Leave this to me." "But..." Hong Wange raised her hand to hit Shen Yeran again, but Ying Moxiao quickly stopped her. "Ye Ran, go stay with Yu Qin, you can go now." Hong Wange walked out of the ward. Shen Ye Ran's mind was still replaying what had just happened. "Are you alright?" Gu Qingying asked. "Sister Ge was too harsh." "I'm fine, she's right. My most important thing is to stay with Yu Qin." Shen Ye Ran thought: Yu Qin, get well soon. We haven't had a proper competition yet, I haven't heard your voice enough, I haven't seen your smile enough. If you don't wake up, I'll never be able to let go for the rest of my life.

　　Please join us in praying for Yu Qin, and silently repeat three times, "Yu Qin, you're the best!" We hope Yu Qin gets better.

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