I Might Have Fallen in Love With My Childhood Sweetheart
Chapter 65 - 61 Going Abroad for Treatment

Chapter 65: Chapter 61 Going Abroad for Treatment

Qingran didn’t see Ji He’s request to add her as a friend until Saturday night.

She just clicked to accept.

Right after that, Ji He called her via voice call, and Qingran hesitated for a moment but still clicked to answer.

This time, there was none of the casual ’Junior Sister’ address, Ji He’s voice was unusually serious: "Qingran, can you come out for a bit?"

Qingran glanced at the time, 9:27 PM. Mr. Li was usually home by this hour. Although he typically left early and returned late, he would most likely be back by 10:00 PM. It was already a bit inconvenient for Qingran to leave the house at this time.

She asked: "Is something the matter, Senior Ji He?"

There was silence on the other end for a moment, as if he also realized that it was not good to ask a girl to go out at this time.

Ji He changed the subject: "Tomorrow... could you go see Ji Yanchen?"

A bad premonition crept into Qingran’s heart; she gripped her phone tighter: "What’s wrong with God Ji?"

The voice on the other end was a bit heavy as he said: "He’s not doing well..."

After hanging up the phone, Qingran suddenly felt a sense of helplessness, the kind where you know the plot is heading in a bad direction, but you’re powerless to stop it.

Ji Yanchen had taken a leave of absence just before the college entrance exams, and there was no further mention of him in several sections of the book. His earlier presence was simply glossed over, with no one knowing what had happened to him.

When the author later focused on Ji Yanchen, there was no explanation for what had previously transpired.

Could it really have been an illness?

The phone rang again with a video call invitation, and Qingran thought it was still Ji He, but when she glanced at it, it turned out to be Xie Ying’an.

After connecting, Xie Ying’an’s face was pressed against the screen, his young features not letting down the author’s description; even from this deathly angle, he pulled it off.

Qingran had gone to bed early today and was already lying under the covers.

Xie Ying’an glanced at her and then moved slightly away from the screen: "Why are you sleeping so early today?"

Through the phone screen, he carefully observed Qingran’s complexion: "Are you feeling unwell?"

Qingran was indeed feeling a tad unwell; which girl doesn’t have a few uncomfortable days each month?

But this topic was not something she could discuss with Xie Ying’an.

She said: "No, just a bit sleepy."

Xie Ying’an chuckled lightly on the other end: "Get some good rest."

Only then did Qingran see that he was still holding a pen in his hand.

Xie Ying’an hadn’t been to class at all this week, and whenever Qingran saw his empty seat, she secretly thought that with high school coursework being so competitive, he had missed so much homework that maybe this time she could surpass him.

Now it seemed like wishful thinking; not to mention that Xie Ying’an was the author’s favorite character in the book, but with his studious determination, would he really fall behind?

Qingran perked up and asked him: "Why are you still doing homework?"

You’ve already taken leave, academic champion, give others a chance!!!

Xie Ying’an switched the camera, showing a stack of thick papers, and his voice came through: "Aren’t these the test papers you brought back for me?"

Yes, Qingran did as Old Wu, the homeroom teacher, asked and brought back the test papers for the week. She had delivered them to him this afternoon after school, but Xie Ying’an had not yet returned home.

Zhao Yan said that he had been secretive recently, leaving early and coming home late without knowing what he was up to; she felt that her son was almost an adult and didn’t bother to manage him usually.

Qingran left the papers at his place and returned home, but she never expected Xie Ying’an would actually do these papers?

What a joke? During class, he would skip questions on the test whenever he could, and once when Qingran asked him about it, he casually explained.

"It’s all to appease the teachers, with so many papers, the teachers won’t check every single question anyway."

The revelation had utterly shattered Qingran’s worldview as a diligent student. Are all top students so willful?

Xie Ying’an turned the camera back to himself, twirling a pen in his hand, and seemingly asked in passing, "Were you busy with Ruan Ruan on the phone just now?"

Qingran’s face stiffened, unsure of how to tell Xie Ying’an that she was actually talking to Senior Ji He.

"No, just another classmate."

Qingran hemmed and hawed, reluctant to elaborate, and Xie Ying’an’s expression darkened slightly as he keenly sensed that something was off.

Xie Ying’an changed the subject and revealed the purpose of his call tonight: "Do you have any plans for tomorrow?"

Qingran: "..."

How do I tell you that I plan to visit God Ji tomorrow?

Xie Ying’an: "If not, let’s do homework together tomorrow."

Before Qingran could respond, the call was disconnected, almost as if he was not giving her the chance to "steal a dog" again.

The next morning, Xie Ying’an arrived early.

He was so early that Mr. Li had just finished breakfast and hadn’t yet left for work.

Mr. Li has always liked Xie Ying’an and, seeing Xie come over, didn’t rush to his job. Instead, he sat in the living room and chatted with Xie for half an hour before departing.

During that time, he didn’t forget to have Aunt Liu call Li Qingmo to get up.

Unable to wait for Li Qingmo to come down, Mr. Li left for work.

About ten minutes later, Li Qingmo came downstairs in pajamas with his hair looking like a bird’s nest, and upon seeing Xie Ying’an sitting in his living room, his spirits lifted immensely, "Damn! Xie Ying’an, are you sick, coming to my house so early on a weekend?"

With Mr. Li not around, Xie Ying’an relaxed and lounged on the sofa, glancing askance at Li Qingmo: "I’m not here to see you."

"Whatever!" Li Qingmo didn’t believe it, "If you’re not here to see me, could it be you’re here to see Li Qingran?"

Xie Ying’an, too lazy to engage, sat on the sofa playing with his phone and casually asked, "Is your sister not up yet?"

Li Qingmo rolled his eyes so hard they nearly reached heaven: "Stop calling her sister so affectionately, I’ve told you, she’s not your sister!"

One thing Li Qingmo was most proud of in his life was that he had a sweet and obedient sister, which Xie Ying’an lacked.

Xie Ying’an nodded nonchalantly.

"Yeah, your sister."

"She’s probably still asleep," Li Qingmo said, dragging his slippers as he headed upstairs, "You go ahead and entertain yourself here, I’m going to wash up and brush my teeth."

Qingran got up earlier than Li Qingmo; she sat in her room, looking at the messages and pictures sent by Ji He, and couldn’t wrap her head around them for a long time.

Ji He wrote: Qingran, I’m sorry, Ji Yanchen has gone abroad for treatment. He left yesterday afternoon, and I only found out now.

The picture Ji He sent was of Ji Yanchen lying in a hospital bed.

In the picture, the once venerable God Ji lay pale-faced on a hospital bed, clinging to life with an IV drip.

He was withdrawn into his own world, not letting anyone in.

Qingran wasn’t worried, but instead felt a sudden sense of relief.

She knew that God Ji would receive good treatment this time and wouldn’t return until three years later.

The inevitable storyline was unfolding once again, just as it had before.

Li Qingmo pounded on the door from outside, accompanied by his loud voice: "Li Qingran! Li Qingran, get up!"

Qingran put down her phone and went over to open the door.

It was indeed rare for Li Qingmo to get up so early on a weekend.

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