Rebirth: He Decides to Lie Flat
Chapter 201 - 201 198 I Will Stay with You (Third Update)

Chapter 201: Chapter 198: I Will Stay with You (Third Update) Chapter 201: Chapter 198: I Will Stay with You (Third Update) Snow had been falling all day, and by the time the last class in the afternoon ended, the entire campus had transformed into a silver-white world.

[Wait for me in your classroom after school.]

After Song Jiawen had looked through all the topics assigned by the teacher, she finally took her time packing up her books and took out her cell phone from her pocket to power it on.

After a couple of buzzes, she quickly saw the message from Jiang Yan.

[Okay]

She replied with one word, and then continued packing her books.

“It’s snowing heavily outside, do you want to walk together?”

Xue Weisong had finished packing his things, turned around, and said, “I brought an umbrella.”

As he spoke, Xue Weisong took out a folded blue umbrella from his desk and placed it on Song Jiawen’s desk.

Song Jiawen glanced at the umbrella and shook her head, “You use it. I want to play in the snow.”

When they had come to class in the morning, they had been envious of the falling snowflakes, but due to limited time, they could only grab a handful to briefly satisfy their craving.

Now that school was finally over, how boring it would be to use an umbrella.

However, Liang Yujun and the others had lab classes in the afternoon, not in this building, so there was no need to wait for them today.

“Then be careful not to catch a cold.”

Seeing that she had no intention of standing up, Xue Weisong knew she didn’t want to walk together.

He didn’t say much more, but the blue umbrella remained on Song Jiawen’s desk.

Descending the stairs with Shen Mengfei, they met Jiang Yan coming up on the second floor.

They looked at each other and passed by.

Coming down from the second floor, Xue Weisong couldn’t help but stop and turn around to look back.

Shen Mengfei said, “Still not ready to give up?”

Ever since Song Jiawen had been sick, Xue Weisong had been bringing her stuff almost every day, snacks, coffee, milk; occasionally she would accept, but most of the time she refused.

Xue Weisong stopped looking at Jiang Yan, turned, and continued downstairs, murmuring, “If I don’t try, I’m afraid I’ll regret it later.”

A single glance had been enough to move his heart; that was how he felt the first time he saw Song Jiawen.

Inside the classroom.

Song Jiawen had just finished packing her bag when a shadow was cast in front of her.

Jiang Yan reached out and picked up her bag. His gaze paused when he saw the blue umbrella, and he asked, “Your umbrella?”

“That’s Xue Weisong’s, he forgot to take it,” she said, and calmly took the umbrella and stuffed it back into his desk.

Jiang Yan watched her actions and said nothing more.

The two of them went downstairs, and as soon as Song Jiawen got outside, she couldn’t help but exclaim, “Wow! It’s so thick.”

The temperature in Yunzhou was warmer than in Beijing, and it rarely snowed; even when it did, there were only a few grains, like salt. She had never seen snowflakes as large as goose feathers like this before.

“Put your hat on properly.”

Jiang Yan was like an old father, seeing her ready to dash out, he quickly reached out and grasped the back of her neck, pulling her back to stand in front of him.

She was dressed quite warmly, with a sweater beneath a thin down jacket, topped with a woolen coat with a fur collar.

She already had a thick knitted hat on her head, but Jiang Yan also put the hood of her woolen coat on her.

“Be careful not to slip.”

Song Jiawen blinked, “Aren’t you going to play?”

Jiang Yan paused for a moment and asked, “How about we build a snowman after dinner?”

“Yes!”

“Alright, I’ll make one for you later.”

“Then shall we go eat first? Let’s not play anymore.”

Now that the snow had piled up thickly, walking wasn’t particularly slippery. Song Jiawen, like a child, purposely chose the snowier spots to tread on, crunching with each step. Her usually cold face kept brightening with smiles because of the snowfall.

Jiang Yan was nearly dazzled by her laughter.

Halfway there, she nearly fell after stepping on an uneven patch of snow but was promptly caught by Jiang Yan.

Song Jiawen didn’t mind and, after regaining her posture, stepped onto the untouched snow again.

This childlike side of her was truly a first!

Thinking of the phone call he had received from Mu Chenyan, Jiang Yan carefully considered his words. When Song Jiawen almost fell again and grabbed his arm, he gently said, “Jiajia, the psychologist your second brother found for you… ”

Before he could finish, Song Jiawen turned her head and looked at him, the smile vanishing from her face as her black eyes calmly gazed at him.

Jiang Yan, feeling helpless, said, “I know you’re very resistant to this now, but your long-term sleep issues can affect your health, such as lowering your immune system. Jiajia, you don’t want to keep catching colds and having fevers, do you?”

She used to be quite healthy in high school, probably due to frequent running and exercise, as she rarely got fevers or colds. But now, whether it’s because she exercises less or because she’s relaxed after finding her family, she just hasn’t been able to shake off her cold completely since her last fever.

She told Jiang Yan that she sleeps well at night without waking. However, Mu Chenyan, who had slept with her three times, witnessed her suddenly grabbing Mu Chenyan’s arm and trembling in the middle of the night, then staring with dazed, frightened eyes for a long time before falling asleep again.

Yu Feng had contacted a reputable psychologist to attempt counseling her, but she refused.

Jiang Yan could feel the rejection and fear in her heart whenever this was mentioned, but he currently had no other solution and believed that professional matters should be left to professionals.

Apart from a psychologist, he didn’t know how else to help her.

“Jiajia…”

Jiang Yan felt her grip tightening on his arm. He turned to face her and stretched out his other hand to hold her, cooing softly, “Don’t be afraid, I’ll be with you.”

Song Jiawen buried her head in his embrace and held him tight.

….

December 1st, Saturday.

Yu Feng brought Song Jiawen, Jiang Yan, and Mu Chenyan to the largest hotel in Beijing, the Jinxuan Grand Hotel.

“Xiaosi, Doctor Ouyang is a good friend of my senior brother and also an alumnus of my second brother’s. He’s very gentle, you don’t need to be afraid.”

The doctor was someone his senior brother had invited from abroad, known for his fame and authority, and was dedicated; otherwise, he wouldn’t have waited for more than ten days when Song Jiawen initially refused.

Of course, the doctor wasn’t waiting idly; he also saw two long-standing clients who had booked appointments well in advance during that time.

After Yu Feng knocked, a middle-aged man with black-framed glasses came to open the door.

“Brother Ouyang, this is my younger sister.”

After a brief exchange of pleasantries, Yu Feng introduced Song Jiawen to Ouyang Nan.

From the moment she entered the room, Ouyang Nan noticed that Song Jiawen’s body was tense. Even though her mother and second brother were around, she stayed closely next to the young man behind her, unconsciously so.

Ouyang Nan couldn’t help but take a couple of extra glances at Jiang Yan, thinking to himself what it could have been that made Song Jiawen so dependent on him?

Since he was about to conduct psychological counseling for her, Ouyang Nan naturally wanted to understand her past and experiences.

Her life after being abducted and living with her adoptive parents wasn’t very smooth, but like Yu Feng, this girl had a high IQ and astonishing memory. Hence, Ouyang Nan speculated that her fourteen years of life weren’t the main cause of her current sleep problems and unconscious panic.

It’s because she remembered things too clearly.

The cause of her unwarranted awakenings wasn’t the clear memories on the surface, but rather some specific experience that had likely been intentionally buried and forgotten…