Chapter 6： Stunning color under the rustic

"Ah..." The girl lying on the simple single bed opened her eyes quickly, and her empty eyes gradually adjusted to the darkness in the house after a short adjustment.

Qi Anran slowly sat up from the bed, looked at the familiar but unfamiliar furnishings in the house, and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

A week ago, she woke up from her sleep and found that she had returned to the time when she had not moved out of Qi's house seven years ago.

During the Spring Festival this year, she had a high fever the next day because she was locked out of the door by the Qi family all night, which lasted three days.

And her nominal parents never hired a doctor for her from the beginning to the end. If she had not had some experience, she would have always kept one or two potions by her side, and she might have died of illness long ago.

When Qi Anran woke up, the fever had just subsided, and he didn't have much strength. He finally got better after lying in bed for a day.

From then on, she basically had the same dream every night, as if she was reminding herself not to forget the tragedy of the previous life, let alone repeat the mistakes of the previous life.

Qi Anran was clutching the beating heart on her chest, telling herself over and over again that she was still alive, alive well.

After finally calming down, I heard an impatience voice suddenly outside the door: "Second Miss, Second Miss, it's time to get up. The eldest lady and the young master are still waiting for breakfast for a while. You slept in bed like this again. Go down, Madam should be upset again."

Qi Anran's status in the Qi family is not high. Although she is named as the second miss of the Qi family, even the nanny dared to point her fingers around and drink, without putting her in the slightest.

Listening to the ridicule and shouting of the people outside the door, Qi Anran's face sank slightly, but he still endured it and shouted at the door: "I know, I'll get up right away."

"Then you can hurry up." The nanny Liu Ma turned around and left.

Listening to the footsteps outside the door, Qi Anran lightly breathed a sigh of relief, got up and walked to the small mirror beside the bed, and lifted the heavy bangs on his forehead.

A pale and thin face of melon seeds was reflected on the old mirror. Although it was a little sickly recovering from a serious illness, it could hardly conceal the outstanding features of his facial features.

The slightly frowning brows and the tightly pursed red lips made people want to help her smooth the furrows of the brows and make her smile again.

Of course, the most difficult thing to ignore is her eyes, slender and deep, like a deep pool, people knowing that they might be drowned in them but can't help but want to get closer.

The only failure of this entire face is probably the bangs that Qi Anran raised up high, and after putting down the long bangs, it was able to cover most of her eyes.

Qi Anran looked at the face in the mirror, a sharp light flashed across his eyes, took a pair of black-framed glasses on the side, and put down his bangs.

The cumbersome glasses and thick bangs made the quiet and beautiful face just about to be ordinary and rustic.

Qi Anran breathed a sigh of relief, simply tidied himself up, and turned around and left the room.

When Qi Xintong's two siblings came downstairs, it was already an hour later, Qi Anran helped the nanny prepare breakfast and walked out of the kitchen.

Placed in front of her were a few hard steamed buns and a small dish of chilly pickles, while on the other side of the table were hot porridge and various refreshing side dishes.

A table, cut from the middle, from left to right, seems to be separated by a gap.