Qiu Yingying is reborn and bound to a learning system.

Beneath the ruins, even breathing felt oppressive.

The moment Qiu Yingying regained consciousness, it felt as if a boulder had crushed her chest. The surrounding smells were a mixture of decaying bricks and a strong stench of blood. Her throat itched and she wanted to cough, but she dared not make any big movements for fear of disturbing the loose rubble around her and causing a secondary collapse.

She moved her fingers and felt a warm sensation; it was Meng Yanchen's hand.

He gripped her hand so tightly it felt like he was about to crush it, yet it held a reassuring firmness, as if she were clutching a last straw.

He held her tightly in his arms, his warm breath seeping through her blood-stained shirt, becoming the only familiar sensation in the darkness and giving her a great sense of security.

"Meng Yanchen, Meng Yanchen!" Qiu Yingying panicked, her voice hoarse from just waking up from a coma, and filled with uncontrollable sobs.

She tried to look up at him, but his arm held her head down tightly, leaving her buried in his chest. She could only confirm that he was still alive through the faint pulse coming from his palm.

Her fingertips trembled as she traced his arm upwards, touching skin covered in dust and blood, with several rough, hot cuts from rubble.

She didn't dare to use too much force, only gently stroking him, calling his name again and again: "Wake up, don't sleep, Meng Yanchen, look at me!"

Just then, a faint, anxious meow came from the depths of her consciousness. It was her system sprite, the black and white kitten Duoduo that only she could see and sense.

Duo Duo's image flashed through her mind. Her little head drooped, her ears drooping, her amber eyes filled with worry. In her paws, she held two faintly glowing life-saving pills, like two tiny stardusts, gently brushing them against her lips. Qiu Yingying subconsciously opened her mouth. The pills melted instantly in her mouth, not bitter as she had imagined, but with a very faint sweetness. They slid down her throat, instantly moistening her parched throat.

Immediately afterwards, she saw Duo Duo's little paw touch Meng Yanchen's lips again, and another pill was inserted.

After doing all this, Duoduo told Yingying that their lives were not in danger, and that he was going to leave a signal for the rescue team so they would be rescued soon. Then he disappeared, and Qiu Yingying felt relieved.

Qiu Yingying also took out a flashlight from the system space.

The life-saving medicine took effect quickly; my heavy eyelids gradually regained their strength, and the oppressive feeling in my chest was relieved somewhat.

Qiu Yingying gritted her teeth and continued to gently pat Meng Yanchen's cheek with her fingertips, relentlessly pleading, "Meng Yanchen, wake up, wake up!"

[Just kidding, when Meng Yanchen woke up, not only did his back hurt, but his face also hurt terribly, haha]

Meng Yanchen's eyelashes finally trembled.

The tremor was extremely faint, yet it made Qiu Yingying's heart leap into her throat. She held her breath, simply gripping his hand tightly, feeling the increasingly clear warmth emanating from his palm.

"Yingying"

His voice finally rang out, each word carrying the heavy scent of blood and foam, broken and intermittent.

Qiu Yingying could sense that he was very weak when he spoke; he was trying to save her, which made her heart ache.

"I'm here. I'm here!" Qiu Yingying's tears welled up instantly, the scalding tears splashing onto the back of his hand. "Don't speak, conserve your energy, someone will come to rescue us soon! Someone will definitely come!"

"No," Meng Yanchen shook his head gently, his vision still blurry, only able to vaguely see the outline of the person in his arms, but he stubbornly insisted on finishing his sentence, his tone carrying a hint of desperate urgency, "I'm afraid, I'm afraid if I don't say it now, I'll really have no chance."

His fingers twitched, gripping her hand even tighter. The blood on his palm mingled with her tears, sticky and burning, as if trying to etch their warmth into their very bones. "Do you remember the first time we met?" His voice was soft, tinged with a distant longing. The metallic taste in his throat made him pause for a long time after each word. "At the Western restaurant, Andy was meeting with her friends. You were like a cat with its fur standing on end, openly causing trouble, secretly switching the wine for juice, and deliberately overturning the dessert plates, making a complete mess."

Qiu Yingying's tears fell even harder. How could she not remember? She and Qu Xiaoxiao had conspired to ruin their date, using the opportunity to cause trouble, hoping to sabotage the meeting. Meanwhile, Meng Yanchen and Liang Jiaozhou sat at the next table, dressed in a well-tailored suit, his expression cool and aloof, watching her antics without a trace of annoyance; instead, a barely perceptible smile lingered in his eyes. At that time, she only thought that this man was truly handsome, with a gentle and elegant demeanor.

"At that time, I thought... how could there be such a girl?" Meng Yanchen's voice was gentle, hoarse with blood and foam, and had a unique tenderness. "Like an energetic kitten, baring its teeth and claws, yet revealing an innocent cuteness. It is obviously making a mess, but you can't hate it. You just want to catch the kitten and stroke its fur."

Qiu Yingying's nose stung, and she choked up, unable to speak. At that time, she was so busy fooling around that she hadn't noticed him at all, and didn't even know his name—just a handsome stranger. She never imagined he would remember that moment for so long.