In the age of rebirth, I became popular in the pastoral live broadcast

Chapter 5 The Misfit and Super Handsome Guy

The military coat is definitely a sharp weapon against the wind. She is not cold, so she pulled the scarf down on her face, revealing only her eyes. The scarf is made of wool, bright red, very attractive, and even the flight attendants who are busy maintaining order have seen it more She glanced at her several times, and when she got off the car, she enthusiastically helped carry the box,
Song Hongguo thanked her with a smile, and walked out of the station mechanically following the crowd with her luggage. A few minutes later, she stood on the concrete steps, looking at everything around her, feeling like she was in a dream.

Everything in front of her is naturally unfamiliar, low houses, dilapidated walls, even if this is a railway station, it doesn't look bustling at all, but this place is familiar to her, the row of ginkgo trees not far away , 60 years later, it still stands there with luxuriant branches and leaves.

Farther away, there is a church, three stories high, standing out from the crowd among the dusty bungalows. It was built by the people of R country. Zi City has rich reserves of aluminum and iron mines, which were occupied by dozens of people before the founding of the People's Republic It was not nationalized until after liberation, and the church became an orphanage. It was not vacated until the early 80s and became a protected cultural relic.

Song Hongguo had been there several times before, but she never expected to be able to revisit the old place now.

That's right, she grew up in an orphanage in Zi City in her previous life, and she heard the dean's grandmother say more than once that the predecessor of the municipal welfare home was run in a church. At that time, life was hard, and Song Hongguo couldn't empathize with her, but In the eyes of the dean's grandmother, she could see the unresolved sorrow. Even though she had enough food and clothing, and her life was better, she still left early, not yet 60 years old.

After Song Hongguo was admitted to university, she seldom came back. After graduation, she stayed in the imperial capital to work, and she never came back again. Now she doesn't have the feeling of being close to her hometown...but has a kind of sense of fate-like sense of loss and relief.

She took a deep breath, and the cold air inhaled into her lungs, which cleared her mind a lot, and calmed down her overwhelming emotions. Only then did she remember the task assigned by her adoptive father. She only knew the other person's name, age, and appearance. He only said that he was beautiful, so how can he find someone?

It was true that the meeting place was at the train station, but after the adoptive father passed away, the former was depressed and delayed arriving for several days. How did the other party know when she would arrive?

Besides, when the predecessor first received the task, she was a bit repulsive, so naturally she didn't bother to ask more questions. Everything was contacted and arranged by her adoptive father. When Song Hongguo came here, naturally there would be no more information in her memory. Bewildered, eyes blank.

"Sister, Chunlan, you are here!" At this moment, a well-dressed woman rushed towards her on a bicycle.

Song Hongguo turned around subconsciously, and saw the women who were in the same carriage as her before, carrying big bags and small bags, walking over panting, and when they passed by her, they gave her a dissatisfied look.

Song Hongguo smiled indifferently, but was a little curious about the woman who met them. The woman was about 40 years old, wearing a camel woolen jacket, her hair was tied behind her head, and she could be seen very carefully. Born fair and beautiful, she got off the bicycle and waved with a smile, a bit out of tune with this era.

Before she finished feeling, her eyes were suddenly caught by another figure walking from a distance.

These days, due to lack of food, people are generally not tall. Even if there are a few over 1.8 meters, because they are thin, they look extra big, so naturally they can't see where they are. Lin Xiuzhu was like Lin Xiuzhu, wearing a wide and stylish black coat, which made him even more handsome, like a group of gray ugly ducklings, suddenly an elegant and luxurious white swan broke in, instantly turning everything around him into a mess. Scumbag, only he, left behind and independent.

This is the real incompatibility with this era, especially when Song Hongguo saw that face clearly, he was amazed, and couldn't help but wonder if he also passed through from a previous life. There is an indescribable nobleness lingering around, the face of the male lead in proper romance idol dramas, his natural cold white skin makes him seem to shine, wherever he goes, everyone's eyes follow him.

He seemed to have been used to this kind of attention. He stood there with a blank face, staring at the direction of the exit, his eyes were clear, and there seemed to be thousands of stars hidden in his eyes, hidden under the alienation and indifference.

"Why doesn't the host strike up a conversation?"

"Hey, why did you come out?" Song Hongguo was taken aback by the suddenness, and couldn't help saying, "Are you from the pastoral system or the matchmaker system?"

The system said confidently, "Can't there be handsome guys in rural life? A rural life without handsome guys is not perfect."

Song Hongguo said with a smile, "That's your perception. To me, having a big yard where you can grow flowers and vegetables, raising chickens and ducks would be perfect, handsome guy? Just enjoy it, but don't need to keep it." gone."

"How is that possible?"

"Why not?"

The system faltered, hesitant to speak, Song Hongguo couldn't help but feel his scalp tingle, and blurted out, "Couldn't he be time-traveling too?"

"No!" The system denied without thinking, "I just think that such a handsome handsome guy is hard to come by, not to mention right now, even in your previous life, your looks are at the ceiling level, it would be a pity if you don't flirt with him." ah."

"Heh, do you think this is a romantic drama? If I go to flirt, people will fall in love with me?" Song Hongguo sneered speechlessly, "Besides, you are so flirtatious when you are a top-notch handsome guy? The girl has been teasing her one after another, she has been immune to it for a long time, maybe she still hates it, why don't you make me go up and look for it?"

"...How will you know the result if you don't try?" The system still didn't give up, "You have to have some confidence in yourself, he is handsome, and you are not bad looking."

"Oh, then I won't go either. There must be a group of rotten peach blossoms around such a handsome guy. How much time do I have to ask for trouble?" It's because I'm used to the separation and reunion around me, the drama of dying for love, subconsciously feel that falling in love is a very troublesome thing, how can a person be free?

"Host……"

"Xiao Tiantian, if you encourage me again, I will suspect that you have ulterior motives."

"..."

"Xiao Tiantian, you don't really have ulterior motives, do you?"

"Where is it? This system is for your own good..."

"Hehe, under the banner of being good for me, it's actually to satisfy your ulterior motives, right?"

The system suddenly fell silent.

Song Hongguo tried a few words, and had some vague guesses in her heart, but she also knew that she couldn't get anything out of it right now, so she had to give up temporarily.

At this moment, there were not many people outside the station, and the person who was to be picked up by the top-notch handsome guy was also late. When Song Hongguo turned around, she heard "Ming Lou", and subconsciously thought that the handsome guy's name was also elegant. This era is out of place.

(End of this chapter)