She is cute and has a thousand layers of routines

Chapter 2 One hundred and first

Shen Nianchu opened her eyes wide and stared at Chen Jiayu in disbelief.

when--

The branches and leaves of the sycamore tree beside the young man swayed gently with the breeze, tearing the light and shadow falling on his cheeks into fragments and making them ambiguous, creating an indescribable sense of unreality.

The scene in front of her even made her feel in a trance.

Chen Jiayu was not joking.

Otherwise, why when he said this, his tone did not fluctuate a bit compared to before, and even his expression was still so calm and calm, without any joke or guilty conscience.

It was as if everything he said was true.

He really, was reborn a hundred times.

But the illusion lasted only for a brief moment.

Shen Nianchu deeply felt her childishness.

Chen Jiayu, I didn't expect you to be such a person...

She smiled lightly, determined to expose the boy's lies.

"Okay, since you said that, let's show some evidence..."

"How about, tell me how many points you got in the college entrance examination this year? As a reborn person, you should know this?"

when--

The bell continued to echo for a long time.

Chen Jiayu's answer was beyond her expectation.

"I do not know."

"..."

Shen Nianchu suddenly felt that he was more naive for asking Chen Jiayu to present evidence.

Clearly a lie, of course there is no evidence.

But as soon as this thought arose, she suddenly saw Chen Jiayu raise her right hand and point her index finger in a certain direction.

"Because it..."

what?
Shen Nianchu looked up, and what Chen Jiayu was pointing at was the bell tower more than ten meters high not far away.

It is one of the landmark buildings of Hanchu City, and it stood here when the city was founded.

Chen Jiayu looked at the bell tower and said slowly:

"Whenever the bell strikes the fifth time..."

when--

The bell reverberated again, mixed with the young man's deep and clean voice, as if it was close to him, and it seemed to come from the very distant sky.

Chen Jiayu looked at her, and slowly uttered one word at a time: "Every time I am reborn, it will end here."

Shen Nianchu blurted out: "What?"

This time, Chen Jiayu didn't speak any more, but closed his eyes on the spot, put his hands in his pockets, and began to wait quietly.

The aftertaste of the fourth bell is still there.

when--

The fifth sound has arrived as promised.

Amidst the long and loud ringing of the bell, Chen Jiayu didn't open her eyes, but felt that everything around her, including Shen Nianchu, the bell, the voice of people, the breeze, the light... was quickly moving away and fading away like an ebbing tide.

……

Chen Jiayu's whole body shook suddenly, and Chen Jiayu slowly opened his eyelids.

What Shen Nianchu, what clock tower...

The clouds dispersed without a trace.

What appeared in his field of vision was an ordinary room with ordinary cartoon posters on the ordinary white walls, and the ordinary morning light came in from the ordinary windows, covering the ordinary single bed beneath him. , there is an ordinary alarm clock ticking on the ordinary bedside table next to it, and an ordinary middle-aged woman's voice is coming from outside the ordinary wooden door.

"It's quarter past six, Jiayu, hurry up and have breakfast."

……

Everything is so ordinary.

The only unusual thing is that he has experienced this scene hundreds of times.

Chen Jiayu stared blankly at the ceiling, and sighed: "...for the one hundred and first time."

After a few seconds of silence, he got up, bent over the floor and started doing push-ups.

"One, two... seventeen, eighteen..."

"Chen Jiayu, are you up yet?" The voice outside the door was raised a few degrees, showing the speaker's impatience, "Isn't today the first day of make-up classes at school? Don't be late!"

"coming."

After doing twenty push-ups, Chen Jiayu jumped up, reached out and grabbed the school uniform that was thrown aside, put it on indiscriminately, opened the door and left the room.

After washing up, I came to the living room. On the dining table on one side, breakfast was already set.

Brown sugar glutinous rice cakes, meat buns, and three bowls of steaming millet porridge.

His mother, Ruan Xiulian, turned to him without turning her head. She placed the bowls and chopsticks and babbled, "He's such a big man, he can't wait for someone to invite him when he wakes up every day... After the summer vacation, you will be a third year in high school. You still have to do things." I'm just dawdling, and I don't know how to cherish time at all."

Chen Jiayu dragged a chair and sat down, drinking porridge and taking a meat bun to his mouth.

"I see."

"I know, I know, you know shit."

Ruan Xiulian glared at him angrily, "How many times have I told you since I was a child that my mouth is going to be bald, and I still haven't made any progress at all... Sigh, it's simply that the emperor is not in a hurry and the eunuchs are in a hurry..."

"Mom, you are so young and beautiful, how can you be a eunuch? You are more or less a queen mother." Chen Jiayu flattered her.

"Empress Dowager?"

The younger sister, Chen Yuzao, who was wearing shorts and pajamas, rubbed her eyes and pulled on her slippers, and walked over patter, "Mom is the empress dowager, so who is the emperor?"

Chen Jiayu, "Me."

"Tch, I'm the emperor." Chen Yuzao sat down opposite him, crossed his legs, curled his lips, "You, you are only qualified to be a chief executive."

"..."

Too lazy to be familiar with the 15-year-old girl, Chen Jiayu concentrated on dealing with Baozi.

"Hahaha, little Yuzi, I give you a kneel!" Chen Yuzao leaned forward and back with silly joy, "Hahahaha."

Tsk, this brat is not 15 years old, he is five years old.

"what!"

Extreme joy begets sorrow, and Ruan Xiulian slapped the back of the head with the roar of the Hedong lion.

"Whether there is a sitting statue, how does it look like a girl's house! Put your legs down for me, and eat well!"

"Oh."

Chen Yuzao sat down resentfully, picked up a piece of brown sugar glutinous rice cake with chopsticks, and gnawed it down.

"Oh, it's so hot!"

"It's hot?" Ruan Xiulian was taken aback, half blamed and half worried, and said, "Of course it's hot after frying, and you're in a hurry to reincarnate, can't you blow it a few times before eating?"

Chen Yuzao endured the heat, took another big bite, and said vaguely: "I can't bear it, I love brown sugar glutinous rice cakes the most, mom, you don't know that!"

"Eat and eat, you know how to eat." Ruan Xiulian laughed angrily at her, "If only you could read as well as eat."

Chen Yuzao muttered while eating: "It's early in the morning, don't say these things I don't like to hear, okay?"

Ruan Xiulian glared at her, but said nothing, and turned to tidy up the kitchen.

After eating a bowl of porridge, Chen Jiayu made two steamed buns, feeling a little unsatisfied, and glanced at the brown sugar glutinous rice cake.

"Mine!" Chen Yuzao immediately protected the plate with a vigilant face, and at the same time took a bite of each of the remaining two pieces of glutinous rice cakes as quickly as possible, and then stared at him provocatively.

Humph, let's see how you eat.

"childish."

Facing the behavior of her five-year-old brat, Chen Jiayu's black eyes were calm, but she opened her thin lips lightly and spit out two words.Then he stood up and said calmly, "Don't worry, I won't grab food from you in the future. Mom, I'm going to school."

Looking straight at the back of the young man walking out of the door with his schoolbag on his back, Chen Yuzao looked confused.

"Mom, Chen Jiayu is so weird today."

Ruan Xiulian untied her apron and asked, "What?"

"Do you know? He didn't grab brown sugar glutinous rice cakes from me just now. What else did he say? He won't grab food from me in the future." Chen Yuzao frowned and murmured solemnly, "It's so strange, it's not like He, could it be... just like in the novel, he was taken away by someone?"

"Your brother has grown up and is sensible, so he has learned to give in to his sister, okay?"

Ruan Xiulian poked her forehead angrily.

"Okay, mom is going to the market. Hurry up and finish your summer homework! It's about to be the third year of junior high school, and I'm still hanging around all day. I will draw those broken paintings. Be careful that I won't even pass the high school exam next year!"

"Ah ah ah it hurts!"

(End of this chapter)