Rebirth: Starting from Saving the Desperate Girl

Chapter 42: You're Really Great

Chapter 42: You're Really Great
The white socks are very white, and they were just changed this afternoon. Bai Congqiu doesn’t want to get them dirty, otherwise he will have to go through the trouble of changing them again.

Chen An saw her concerns and the corners of his mouth rose even more. He deliberately loosened his grip, which immediately caused the girl's calves to swing around.

"Call me brother now, or I'll throw you to the ground."

Chen An let out a villainous laugh.

Having said that, he still honestly put the girl back on the swing.

Bai Congqiu glared at him and wanted to roll up the book to hit him, but he found that the book had already been thrown far away when he was about to throw it.

Now it is lying on the grass, with the cover of the book facing outwards, and on it are three big characters "Jin Ping Mei".

The girl was startled and hurriedly tried to put on her shoes to pick it up, but a hand had already picked up the book.

Chen An picked up the book, walked closer to her, held up the book and shook it, his eyes smiling.

"Gold, bottle, plum?"

Bai Congqiu took a deep breath, snatched it from his hand, and said seriously: "What's wrong? It's just an ancient book."

"Ancient book?"

Chen An's expression became somewhat subtle.

Well, that’s not wrong…

Bai Congqiu seemed to be betting that he didn't know, so he began to explain seriously.

"Yes, ancient books. You know the Four Great Classics, they are all ancient books."

The girl was really not very good at lying. Her panicked eyes and her earlobes that were red as blood were enough to betray everything.

Chen An couldn't bear to expose her, so he nodded as if he suddenly realized something.

"I see. You are amazing. You can actually read this kind of...ancient book."

"Uh, it's okay."

Bai Congqiu responded reluctantly. She hugged the book in her arms, put on her furry slippers, walked past Chen An and wanted to go into the house.

People always like to compromise. Before, she was still thinking about how to take revenge, but now she just prays silently in her heart that Chen An will never read this book.

If it were anyone else, she wouldn't worry.

But it happened to be Chen An...

I want to die.

The girl wailed in her heart and felt that she would never be able to face anyone again.

If I had known, I wouldn't have gone through my aunt's bookcase...

As she was lost in thought, she suddenly felt someone holding her hand as they passed by.

She turned around and saw Chen An handing her two long bookmarks.

The colors are elegant, one is sky blue and the other is orchid.

There was a line of words written on each of them with a beautiful brush.

The handwriting is somewhat connected, in a small running cursive style, but the density is well-arranged and it does not appear sloppy.

Bai Congqiu was stunned for a moment, then looked up at him.

Chen An smiled and said, "You are going to Yanjing, and I thought I should prepare some gifts for you."

"But to be honest, I don't know what to give you. After all, you seem to have everything you need... I thought you like reading, so I wrote two bookmarks as a souvenir."

He paused after he finished speaking, and then continued, "There's one more thing I've always wanted to say..."

In front of the yard, Bai Congqiu held the two bookmarks, her eyelashes trembling slightly, waiting for him to finish speaking.

The boy seemed a little hesitant. He stood there for a long time before he spoke.

“Sometimes, you don’t have to be a good kid.”

"And you don't have to set such high standards for yourself... By the way, has anyone ever told you about this?"

"say what?"

Bai Congqiu saw him and started laughing again.

"Say you're really great."

……

In late autumn, people are hurrying on the road.

A withered yellow leaf slowly fell onto the roof of the car.

The black luxury sedan drove around the corner, passed a gravel road, and finally stopped at the entrance of the community.

Chen An got out of the back seat carrying a small schoolbag.

Following behind him was a girl with two ponytails and wearing a small skirt.

Although she kept the door closed and was angry and refused to see him when she was at home, when it came time to send him away, Bai Congdong came running over and snatched him away from her sister.

"I hate you!"

This was the first sentence the girl said to Chen An after getting off the bus.

Her eyes were red and swollen, obviously because she had been crying in her room before. Her hair was also a little messy, with a few strands sticking to her ears. Chen An looked at her miserable appearance and couldn't help but smile. He thought of something, rummaged in his schoolbag, took out a music box and handed it to her.

"You refused to come out earlier, and I thought there would be no chance for you today."

The girl sniffed, snatched the thing away and held it in her arms, but she still looked at him closely, especially when he smiled, she suddenly felt extremely aggrieved.

"Why……"

"Why is it that no matter whether it's you, my sister, or my aunt, you all look so indifferent!"

"Obviously, obviously we are about to separate..."

The girl wiped her face with her sleeve, and her big, lively eyes, which used to be full of tears, were now filled with moisture.

The autumn breeze blew gently, ruffling the hem of her princess skirt.

Why, why was she the only one so sad?
Bai Congdong couldn't figure it out.

She felt so wronged and wanted to cry.

It's like she's the only one playing the 'I'm going to marry you when I grow up' game and the other person doesn't really care.

Everyone thought she was joking, and no one cared...

The water vapor gradually blurred her vision and the girl turned around suddenly.

Chen An held her back.

"that……"

However, as soon as he said this, Bai Congdong broke free from his hand and got into the car alone.

Obviously still angry.

She was angry that Chen An was indifferent to this, and angry at why he could just pretend nothing happened.

After a while, the car restarted and slowly drove away.

Chen An stood where he was and did not chase after him.

A touch of yellow fell on his shoulder. He reached out to brush it away and shook his head helplessly.

"I'll explain it to you next time we meet."

He murmured that there was still some time before the day of separation.

……

The third floor of the community.

Yuzuru Shio silently lowered the curtains and returned to the table.

She thought about it and started writing.

"November."

"Did they...have a conflict?"

"Xiao Xi, you are so mean. You must be secretly happy in your heart right now, right?"

After writing the last word, the girl bit her lip, stared at the line of words, and finally chose not to tear it off. Instead, she locked it again and pressed it to the bottom.

……

The next day.

As usual, Chen An bought breakfast from the cart downstairs and then returned to the third floor.

He wanted to bring some for Hanyu Shio. Yesterday, Chen Xingguo took Aunt Yuzi away and went on a business trip to the next city, saying that he just happened to need someone who understood the language of cherry blossoms.

So today Chen An will be responsible for taking care of the girl for half a day.

Although it was a bit abstract to let the two children take care of themselves, they were still very relieved when they thought of Chen An's past performance.

I also left the phone numbers of a few uncles, saying they would be gone for only half a day at most and would be back this afternoon.

"Then I'm going to school."

After feeding the girl the buns, Chen An wiped the corners of her mouth and said with a smile.

Yuzuru looked at him, said nothing, and just opened his hands.

Chen An understood and hugged her gently.

"Wait until I come back at noon."

He locked the door and called out across the room.

Then turned and went downstairs.

Turning the corner of the corridor, he passed a figure.

There was a slight pause in his steps.

Chen An inexplicably felt that the figure looked familiar, but he couldn't see the face clearly because he was wearing a mask and a hat.

　There won’t be any thunder. Maybe I don’t write well, but I will definitely not deliberately poison others.