After rebirth, I have an extra sister

Chapter 344 Song Ci is here
"Hey, Anting, I want to be a bride..."

"what…"

This is really an unexpected answer.

There is no greatness like Song Ci who wants to be a scholar or a scientific researcher, nor is there Bao Weiwei who wants to open a shop and create a small world of her own.

bride…

So cheesy.

It is completely different from Qiao Liang's unworldly, fairy-like image.

Just when Anting was a little stunned, Qiao Liang was no longer heartless, and became more serious. He looked a little coy and blushed, saying, "Because my parents are getting older, and they hope that I can find my home as soon as possible."

"Oh, I understand."

Qiao Liang is 19 years old this year, his mother is probably 63 years old, and his father is about 68 years old.

It is natural for the two old people to have such thoughts. As parents, they know better than anyone else that their only daughter will have to spend a long time alone in the future.

actually…

Qiao Liang lied.

It’s not just my parents’ wishes, I also have a little bit of my own thoughts.

Anting, do you know?
Before I met you, I never thought about marrying; after meeting you, I never thought about marrying anyone else.

however.

next second.

Qiao Liang returned to his careless look and closed the door to take a shower.

Before closing the door, she returned to her sinister look, smiled at Anting, and said: "Brother Ting, you can smell the black silk I wore when I'm not around. Throw it away after you smell it. Don't keep it." , so perverted.”

Anting was led astray and cursed: "I don't know how to smell, let alone collect!"

That’s really enough!
Who do you think I, Anting, am? I was a seasoned driver in my previous life. I have never seen any big events in this life, but I will covet the stockings worn by a girl like you! ?
I actually laughed.

Look down on who! ?
"Giggle cluck..."

After the bathroom door closed, Anting acted like a gentleman, holding the warm black silk stockings, walked to the trash can, stepped on the switch of the trash can, stretched out his hand, and prepared to throw it away.

Just before letting go, he stopped again.

The image of Qiao Liang wearing these war-damaged stockings kept popping up in her mind.

"It seems a pity to just throw it away..."

He secretly put the stockings to his nose and sniffed.

Maybe it's autumn, I'm not sweating, and my stockings only have a faint fragrance.

almost the same time.

Click!

Hearing the sudden sound, the young man frowned and turned around quickly.

I don't know when, the bathroom door was pushed open, Qiao Liang stuck his head out again, and even took his mobile phone to take photos.

"Grab the handle!"

When you're done, close the door.

"."

She fell into the trap. There was a trash can in the bathroom, but this girl deliberately threw the stockings out. In fact, it was a trap, deliberately playing tricks on Anting.

Anting was not angry, just dumbfounded.

This girl has been so sinister her whole life.

In desperation, the corner of his mouth never stopped.

Anting couldn't deny one thing. He liked getting along with Qiao Liang very much, more than anyone else, and his mood couldn't be deceived.

When he was with others, including Song Ci, the young man always liked to look back, like a person living in the past; when he was with Qiao Liang, he began to look at the flowers of this life.

It turns out that the flower looks like this.

Qiao Liang is the bridge connecting Anting to this life.

……

While Qiao Liang was taking a shower, Anting sat on the sofa in the living room and looked through the scarves to learn about the facts on the Internet.

In his previous life, Anting was not the kind of person who surfed the front lines of the Internet and had little interest.

On the one hand, he needs to understand some current political events, on the other hand, the e-sports and entertainment circles, and the scarf is his own platform. He has developed the habit of brushing his scarf regularly, about once every two or three days.

Of course, the reason why I chose to check Weibo at this time was because it was a little distracting.

There is a goblin in the bathroom.

The sound of water rushing.

There are two accounts in total.

One is A's account and the other is a private account.

At this moment, Anting was using A's account. As he watched, a kitten named Anting appeared with an Ace of Spades mask on his face.

"Um...why are you wearing this?"

"Meow meow meow~"

Anting couldn't understand the cat's meow, turned his head, turned his face, and followed the cat's footsteps when he came, and saw an overturned cardboard box.

That... seems to be...

Do you still remember one thing? During the military training, Luo Shenghui called Anting and said that fans and fans have been sending fan letters and gifts to Xingchen Entertainment for many years. The warehouse is full. Recently, the warehouse is being emptied. Send some to Anting in advance.

This is the box that was sent.

After the military training, Anting forgot about this incident.

It was originally placed under the bed, but the cat got in and turned it out.

This Ace of Spades mask is one of the fan gifts.

Today it is today.

Anting has figured out the essence of rebirth - plunder.

Every reborn person should be a villain, taking advantage of other people's opportunities, stealing other people's talents, and even occupying other people's emotions.

On the one hand, I don’t want to be a public figure for fear of affecting my real life; on the other hand, I want to plunder other people’s musical talents, so I don’t want to take advantage and act like a good person. It’s better to keep a low profile.Anting plans to conceal A's identity for the rest of his life and treat A as a non-existent person.

however.

Maybe it's because I'm in a good mood, or maybe I feel a little guilty about these fans or fans. After all, I don't take them seriously, but they support a non-existent character day after day, year after year.

A brief thought.

On a whim, Anting decided to give feedback. He took a photo of Maomao wearing the Ace of Spades mask with his mobile phone, and deliberately showed a box of fan letters in the background.

He still won't take the time to read it. There are too many letters in one box.

then.

Put the photo on A’s Weibo.

There is no accompanying text, just a photo is enough.

then.

Qiao Liang came out of the shower and it was Anting's turn to take a shower.

While the boy was taking a shower, a vigorous fermentation was already taking place on the Internet.

The last time A was active was three months ago, when he accidentally liked Gu Xueli's graduation song "Remembrance" and later posted a new song "something just like this".

After that, there was another long period of loss of contact.

Unexpectedly.

That night, he sent a message out of the blue.

I thought it was a new song, but I didn’t expect it to be a photo.

honestly.

Although A's new song is fascinating, when a mysterious public figure never reveals personal information, other dynamics may be more attractive than the new song.

therefore.

A's update this time is not a new song, but a photo, which can have a greater impact on public opinion.

Fans and fans were not only not angry, but also very excited.

Whether it's a cat wearing a mask or a box of letters in the background, they understand the subtext of the photo - thank you.

The comment with the most likes was: "Oh my God, the mask that Maomao is wearing was given to him by me half a year ago! I thought it would just disappear, but I didn't expect that he received it!"

Secondly: "I always thought A was a heartless person, but I didn't expect that he had us in his heart!" "Well, he might just be an innocent boy who is not good at expressing himself."

"Although Maomao is very nice, just post a selfie next time. We won't dislike your appearance."

And then…

"A's Cat"

"Masked Cat"

Entries like this are on the hot search, so there is no need to worry about this cat being recognized. No matter how recognizable the cow cat is, just wearing an Ace of Spades mask is destined to not be recognized. come out.

The Internet is fictitious and has no influence on reality.

however…

Never underestimate the obsession of fans.

Through the remaining details of the photo, fans began a round of detective work on A's address and identity. In the end, they could only come up with a very scary point - A seems to have a very prosperous family and lives in a good place in the city center.

Fortunately, I live high enough, otherwise, someone might really find out my address based on the landmarks outside the window.

An image of a wealthy, ugly, shy, but talented person appeared on the screen.

How endearing.

Anting just gave feedback to netizens on a whim, so he did not pay attention to the subsequent progress.

On the contrary, it was Luo Shenghui and Director Luo who were far away in City S, scolding me - after finally clearing the warehouse, you suddenly posted such a message, and now the fans became even more excited, and they couldn't fit in both warehouses.

……

This night is almost over.

As mentioned above, Anting's new home is very good, with a large enough space, many rooms, and all daily necessities are abundant.

Plus it’s still autumn.

There won't be any strange plots in light novels where the weather is cold, the room is not enough, and there are no quilts, so you can only sign up for a group to stay warm.

Everyone goes back to their own rooms and rests early.

The next day.

Early in the morning, around seven o'clock.

Anting is still having a sweet dream related to stockings, and the heroine is Qiao Liang, who is about to get excited.

Suddenly I heard some movement, woke up in a daze, opened my eyes, and saw that I was indeed in the room, but sitting on the bed was a beautiful figure with short hair, still wearing a gymnastics suit with red edges and white bottom, and bare feet.

Hold pencil and paper.

Apparently, she was drawing.

"Zi Liang, what are you doing!?"

"Painting..."

A few slashes fell from Anting's forehead involuntarily, and he suddenly woke up and said: "I'm not blind. I can see that you are drawing. The question is why you are drawing on my bed."

"I haven't painted you in my sleep yet. It's rare that I get up early and feel interested." Qiao Liang answered seriously, with a face that was not red and a heart that was not beating.

"unbelievable…"

actually…

Qiao Liang wasn't that naive. She came in to draw knowing that Anting didn't have the habit of sleeping naked. She also knew the boy's temperament and wouldn't be angry.

Besides, I like it.

Unsurprisingly.

Anting's mouth never stopped, but he was not angry at all. He sat up from the bed and took the painting from the short-haired girl's hand to look at it.

"If you draw handsomely, that doesn't mean I can't forgive you."

"Puff puff puff, he's so handsome!" Qiao Liang gave a thumbs up!

Anting took a look at the painting. It should be a sketch or a sketch, but he couldn't tell.

The painting is very handsome, with a lazy and messy aesthetic. Looking down from the head, An Ting's brows gradually furrowed, "Cran Liang..."

"Well?"

"Do you even want to draw such details?"

It was only early autumn in October. The quilt covered the lower abdomen and there was no cover underneath. Although he was wearing pants, the young man in the early morning was hot-blooded and knew everything.

Qiao Liang looked at the crotch of the character in the painting, then at Anting, and nodded crazily, "This is part of art."

Feeling the perverted gaze of the other party, Anting had no choice but to cover himself with a small quilt to cover his protrusion.

Unexpectedly.

next second.

The cat that was originally on the ground made a light leap, stopped on the bed, and got into the boy's bed.

Seeing this, Qiao Liang quickly reached out to grab it.

"Cat, come out!"

"Idiot, don't get under my bed!"

The two of them had a little fuss on the bed, until Anting's cell phone on the bedside table suddenly rang. After a moment of silence, he picked it up and took a look.

The caller was none other than Aunt Song.

After the call was connected, Aunt Song's gentle voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Hey, Xiaoting, I'm sorry to disturb you so early, you're probably still sleeping."

"Well, I just woke up and I'm still in bed. What's wrong with Aunt Song?"

Aunt Song: "Well, today is the 2nd. I want to ask when will you go home?"

Anting replied: "I'll go back today. If there are no special circumstances, I should be able to catch dinner."

Before Aunt Song could say anything, the cat on the bed meowed, and Qiao Liang subconsciously shouted, "Don't make any noise, Brother Ting is talking on the phone."

At that moment, Aunt Song on the other end of the phone fell into a brief silence, and then burst into laughter.

Hear girls' voices.

This voice is still a bit familiar.

"No...Aunt Song, no, I'm with my classmates."

"Huh? But didn't you just say you were in bed?"

indeed.

The first thing Anting said after answering the call was that he was still in bed, but now he made a girl's voice, which meant there was a girl in your bed.

An Ting: "."

There is no denying it.

Aunt Song didn't criticize her harshly. She had been through it. She had a heated relationship with Song Ci's father during college, so she naturally understood.

As children get older, some things are normal.

What's more, his stepson is very handsome, which is rare for many girls.

Anting sighed softly, stopped worrying, and got back to the topic, saying, "Aunt Song, what's the reason for calling so early?"

"That's it. Auntie, can I ask you a favor?"

"what's up?"

He was asking a question, but he was already ready to agree.

The young man has already regarded Aunt Song as a very important elder, but his mother does not.

Aunt Song's next words still surprised Anting.

"It's like this. Xiaoci is going home during the National Day holiday and can't buy a flight to a neighboring city. I'll fly to City B at noon today. It should be very close to you. It's not convenient for my aunt to travel far lately. If you don't mind, you can Will you pick her up?"

The reason why I called Anting so early was because I was afraid that Anting would go home early in the morning and miss Song Ci at noon, so I wanted to say hello in advance.

Song Ci, I haven’t seen him for two months.

It always feels a bit far away.

Anting agreed: "Yes, I understand... But, Aunt Song, what's wrong with you? Why can't you go out easily?"

Hearing the young man's worry, Aunt Song sounded a little happy and said, "You will know when you take Xiaoci home."

"Forehead…"

After hanging up the phone, Qiao Liang asked, "What's wrong?"

"We have to go to the airport. Song Ci is here."

(End of this chapter)