Chapter 218 I won’t be a renter

“Well, we are a family, but I won’t be a renter, I’m just your sister, your expensive sister.”

Because the word cheap sister is not pleasant to hear, Song Ci usually refers to herself as expensive sister.

This sentence is quite funny.

But...

An Ting didn’t laugh, he was just stunned and didn’t expect this at all.

In fact, the girl with long black hair and straight hair was not wrong. She was so correct that Anting could not refute it. The person who would become the charterer in the future was not Song Ci, but his future wife.

But...

I don’t know why.

An Ting still wants Song Ci to be the housekeeper.

The two of them fell into a brief silence. For a while, they could not find a suitable topic.

After a long time, Song Ci broke the calm and changed the subject, saying: "So, is Zhu Jiajun playing games up there?"

Although it meant to change the topic, But caring is also really caring.

As an alumnus, Song Ci must have heard about the dispute between Zhu Jiajun and his parents in Changpo outside the school, and was quite worried about him.

"Well..." Anting replied.

　"Is he okay?"

　"No problem, we are all young people, there is nothing that cannot be overcome by playing two games."

/>　“Humph, I know how to play games all day long, let’s go home.”

　“Hey, you won’t join us!”

　“Don’t play games... Moreover, you are all full."

Hmm...

An Ting, Bao Weiwei, Gao Fei, and Zhu Jiajun have always had one person driving a black team. Originally, they were Four are missing and one is missing. In the past six months, due to the sudden emergence of Qiao Liang, the last piece of the puzzle has been formed.

It is open almost every weekend.

An Ting said calmly: "It doesn't matter, we can take turns, I will be the substitute."

"No! If you don't play, you won't play!"

On the way back.

Song Ci asked to drive, but she was no longer the same. She gradually fell in love with riding a motorcycle, and was afraid that she would become a motorcycle girl in the future.

When the weather is cold, Anting will rush to drive to help her block the wind.

On a warm April day like this, if Song Ci wants to drive, then let her do it.

　WithSong Ci in the past would always wear a helmet when driving and drive at a very steady speed; now Song Ci is becoming more and more unruly. Although he will not run rampant like the will-o'-the-wisp boy, he is not as steady as before.

I just complained that Zhu Jiajun’s rebellious phase came late; Song Ci is actually a bit like it. She is still suppressing her rebellious phase and striving to be a perfect person.

Anting chatted: "Since it was revealed that we are siblings, have you often been confessed by boys again?"

"Well..." Song Ci said aside While driving, he replied casually: "I miss the days when you were my boyfriend a little bit..."

As soon as he finished speaking.

The girl herself may have realized the ambiguity and changed her words: "It is very annoying to have no shield."

An Ting joked, "Then you find Just another shield."

"I don't want it, I have no plans to fall in love in middle school."

"Huh..."

While smiling lightly, Anting couldn't help but find it funny when she recalled Song Ci in her previous life, because Song Ci in her previous life had always been single. She didn't know if she couldn't look down on anyone, or she still had someone in her heart.

Wait...

There is someone living in your heart?

An Ting suddenly asked curiously: "Song Ci, do you have someone you like?"

Hearing this, Song Ci fell into a brief thought.

It’s one thing to fall in love early, but it’s another thing to have someone you like. After a while, Song Ci calmly said: “No, not yet... but the boy I care about is Yes."

"Who?"

Hearing Anting's question, Song Ci looked through the motorcycle rearview mirror at the young man whose hair was messed up by the evening breeze. .

The person who cares is actually Anting.

Since the fourth grade of elementary school, I have been very concerned about it, mainly because I feel sympathy for each other.

I care about it, but I don’t like it...

In elementary school, when An’s mother was still there, Anting often went to collect rent with her and met many people from out of town. , his mother always taught him not to discriminate against outsiders.

However.

After An’s mother passed away, the boy did not develop in a good direction. His sense of superiority could not be suppressed. He gradually looked down on outsiders and became a bad junior high school student.

From a passionate and righteous boy to a villain.

After his rebirth, he can no longer be a villain.

Song Ci, sitting on the motorcycle, looked atSeeing this scene, he subconsciously raised the corners of his mouth to form an arc.

Suddenly I remembered some interesting past events.

In the fourth grade of elementary school, Song Ci had just moved back to the small town and transferred to another school. Anting followed him after school for a while, maybe because he felt that he was in the same boat, and he was half a foreigner at the time, and he looked very good. He is good-looking, but he is often harassed. When he is bullied, he always suppresses the other person, just like now.

It’s a pity...the boy is only popular for three minutes.

After protecting yourself for a while, you disappeared.

That’s why Song Ci hates boys who are impatient and only have three minutes of enthusiasm.

After a short interlude, Anting returned to the motorcycle and met the smiling Song Ci. He tilted his head and said, not knowing why, "What's wrong?"

"It's nothing, I think of some interesting past events." Song Ci didn't know what he meant.

"What past events have something to do with me?"

"It has nothing to do with you."

The two continued home.

The beauty of April in the world is gone, and all the flowers on Bauhinia Street have withered.

It seemed like the last purple petal in late spring suddenly fell on the fabric of Song Ci’s waist. An Ting, who was sitting behind, noticed this detail and reached out his hand to help her dust it off. go.

The sudden touch made the girl’s delicate body tremble slightly.

　“Well...I just helped you remove the fallen flowers.”

　“Oh, I thought you wanted to hug me.”

　“Well, I It doesn’t matter, but does that cross the line?”

“It doesn’t count as crossing the line when driving.”

“Oh...”

Looking at the girl's waist, Anting still didn't reach out.

He became more and more aware of his own heart, but he hesitated.

It was almost summer again, and Anting seemed to have thought of something and said: "When summer comes, should we go to the water park to play together? I haven't forgotten to teach you how to swim?"

Last August, the family went to the reservoir to play. They were originally going to teach Song Ci how to swim. However, because the girl stepped on the glass, they had to put it on hold and wait for the summer vacation to teach her again.

　"Okay..."

　To this day.

An Ting still has one thing that he doesn’t understand.

In the past life, why did Song Ci go back to his grandparents?

　A wave of rational analysis.

Under the influence of her grandparents’ patriarchal ideology, she witnessed the unfair treatment her mother received there. With Song Ci’s self-improvement character, her best option was to refuse to go back and stay in the small school. In the city, climbing up step by step until you reach your grandparents with your own abilities is the right way to prove yourself.

Even Anting wants to understand something.

There is no reason for Song Ci not to understand.

But... in the past life, this person went back near the first and second years of high school.

What happened?

Even the reborn Anting still doesn’t know what happened. In his previous life, he only cared about himself and didn’t care about others at all. He only learned to cherish things after losing them.

The four words "hindsight and hindsight" have run through his life.