Who gets reborn with a daughter?

"Weiwei, let's go."

The chubby girl didn't want to stay here for even a second longer.

"Um... my uncle's car is almost here, let's go."

The same applies to guys who are overly affectionate or subservient to their partners.

With the start of the school year approaching, this group of people planned to go to Licheng to relax for a few days.

Fang Chusheng didn't know Xie Yuwei's whereabouts in his previous life. If he had, he would definitely have been torn about whether to pay for a chance encounter in Licheng.

But he didn't have that thought in this life. Right now, he just wanted to know why Bai Xiaochu was here. "Weren't you going to your grandmother's house? What are you doing here?"

"Come here to catch the bus."

Bai Xiaochu pointed to the passenger transport center not far away.

Small county towns are relatively underdeveloped, and public transportation is not yet widespread; the only way to get to the countryside is by bus.

Where's your suitcase?

Fang Chusheng noticed that Bai Xiaochu's hands were empty, even though she had brought a pink suitcase earlier.

"My suitcase is over at the station."

Bai Xiaochu offered an awkward explanation.

"With so many people and eyes at the station, aren't you afraid your suitcase will be stolen?"

Fang Chusheng was speechless. In 2013, before surveillance cameras were widespread, pickpockets frequently appeared at the train station.

"Oh right! I'm going to catch my ride now!"

Bai Xiaochu suddenly realized what was going on and jogged to the station.

Fang Chusheng followed closely behind, intending to help Bai Xiaochu into the car.

Bai Xiaochu looked flustered and suddenly stopped. Unexpectedly, Fang Chusheng behind her couldn't brake in time and crashed into her.

"what!"

With a scream, the two fell to the ground.

"hiss……"

Bai Xiaochu rubbed her knee, looking slightly dissatisfied.

"You stopped it yourself."

Fang Chusheng didn't apologize. That's how it is when childhood sweethearts get along; they don't deliberately say sorry or thank you.

"I... I just remembered seeing Uncle Fang earlier. He said if he saw you, he'd ask you to come help out at the shop."

Bai Xiaochu stood up from the ground and patted the dust off her skirt.

"My dad wants me to help out at the store?"

Fang Chusheng frowned; his father had indeed gone to the shop.

"Yeah, I don't know what kind of help he'll give, but that's what Uncle Fang said."

Bai Xiaochu nodded vigorously.

"Let me take you to the station first."

Although Fang Chusheng doesn't plan to date, his feelings for his childhood sweetheart still exist.

"No need, no need. I see Uncle Fang is in a hurry. You go to the shop first. I'm eighteen already! I'm not going to get lost."

Bai Xiaochu quickly refused.

"Alright."

Fang Chusheng noticed Bai Xiaochu's unusual behavior, but said nothing and turned to leave.

"call!……"

Bai Xiaochu breathed a sigh of relief, and only after confirming that Fang Chusheng hadn't followed did she limp towards the passenger transport center.

Soon, she saw a girl with a pink suitcase looking around in the waiting room of the passenger transport center.

This girl looks exactly like her; she is the real Bai Xiaochu, while she is Fang Xiaoxiao.

Bai Xiaochu asked with a worried look, "Xiaoxiao, where did you run off to?"

"I was just curious about my hometown, so I went to take a look near the train station."

Fang Xiaoxiao didn't mention that her young father had met Xie Yuwei.

She wanted to prevent other women from getting close to her young father, especially attractive women.

"Don't run around like that next time. I can take you wherever you want to go."

Bai Xiaochu looked helpless.

"Okay, Mommy~"

Fang Xiaoxiao clung to Bai Xiaochu's arm and acted coquettishly.

In the future, she will act spoiled like this, and her mother will indulge her little whims.

Bai Xiaochu was helpless against this girl who had appeared out of nowhere. Although she was unwilling to admit it, she had a sense of similarity with her.

Just as they were getting cozy, a figure appeared outside the waiting room.

"Holy crap?! What the hell is going on?"

The figure was Fang Chusheng. He found Bai Xiaochu suspicious, so he followed her, only to witness this scene.

He was stunned, and a multitude of guesses flashed through his mind.

Reborn?

A lookalike?

parallel world?

Because of the distance, he couldn't hear the two women's conversation.

Just as he was about to step forward, the bus departed, and the two women left the waiting room carrying their suitcases.

Fang Chusheng didn't chase after her, deciding to wait until Bai Xiaochu returned from her grandmother's house.

Now, he understood why Bai Xiaochu's personality kept changing; it turned out she was two different people.

"Why……"

With a helpless sigh, he thought he might be overthinking things; perhaps there really are lookalikes in this world.

●

Tianming Tobacco Hotel.

This is a tobacco and liquor store owned by Liu Minghui.

Fang Tianmiao stubbed out his cigarette, spat into the green belt, put a rose in his mouth, and walked into the shop.

"Boss lady, do you sell wives?"

"This is a tobacco and liquor store; I'm looking for a wife to marry..."

As Liu Minghui looked up, her voice abruptly stopped, and the beads in her hand fell to the ground with a "plop".

"Wife~"

Fang Tianmiao raised an eyebrow and handed the rose he was holding in his mouth to his wife.

"What a disgrace," Liu Minghui said with a look of disgust, but her hands betrayed her words, though her mouth continued to mutter, "How many young girls have you seduced with this trick of yours?"

"Would someone as honest as me do something like that?"

Fang Tianmiao naturally wouldn't admit it, and grabbed Liu Minghui's waist.

"Be mindful of boundaries in the shop."

Liu Minghui tried to struggle, but to no avail.

"hey-hey."

Fang Tianmiao smiled, let go of his wife, and found a stool to sit down.

Liu Minghui put the roses in the vase, and although she said she was disgusted, she was very happy inside.

As the saying goes, women love flowers no matter how old they are, just like men love the age of eighteen no matter how old they are.

"Your son said he wants to buy a house in Hangzhou, what do you think?"

Liu Minghui arranged the flowers and sat down next to her husband.

"It's not worth buying now."

Fang Tianmiao shook his head.

"How so?"

Liu Minghui asked casually.

"The authorities are taking action next, and housing prices should fall in the next two years."

Fang Tianmiao is in the building materials business, so he keeps up with news related to real estate.

"Then you should talk to your son. I feel that your son is very determined to buy a house. He even said that we should pay the down payment and he would pay the subsequent loan himself. He's like a drowning man, he's changed."

Liu Minghui didn't know much about real estate, so she didn't ask any more questions.

"As expected of my son, he has guts."

Fang Tianmiao never expected his son to be so successful; he wanted to pay off his mortgage without going to university.

Of course, he wouldn't let his son take on a mortgage at such a young age. He'd made a lot of money in business over the past few years, and he should bring some home.

Fang Chusheng, who was far away in Tianhe Community, was unaware of his parents' thoughts. He sat in front of his computer, where the screen displayed messages about "rebirth," "parallel worlds," and "similar flowers."

Clearly, the users on Baidu Tieba are quite unreliable, even bringing up the theory of world line convergence.

Fang Chusheng put down the mouse, his mind blank as he leaned back in his gaming chair, lost in thought.

He had prepared for the worst-case scenario: that there would be two Bai Xiaochus in this world, one from the original world and the other with future memories like him.

"There shouldn't be two on Aya's side, right?"

Suddenly, he thought of Jiang Yiling and immediately opened her online account to check.

The portrait of Hua Jiang is gray and does not move.

Fang Chusheng didn't ask, as the saying goes, "There's always a way out."

At 5:30 p.m., the landline rang. It was my dad calling, saying we were going out to eat that night so the whole family could get together.