After rebirth, I have an extra sister

Chapter 436 It’s time to choose

It happened that a few college students noticed Zhu Jiajun, walked in, and asked to take a photo with him.

I took a photo and was asked by others.

This guy's underlying personality has not changed - he is the kind of pleaser who is not good at rejection.

unstoppable.

Seeing that more and more people wanted to take photos, in order not to affect the normal business of the store, Zhu Jiajun simply went outside to take photos.

Gao Fei and Lin Yong went to work as photographers; Song Yuxun took Maomao out for a walk.

Only Anting and Bao Weiwei were left in the store.

Through the glass wall, watching these former boys and girls turn into outstanding adults, Anting gradually realized that the youth of his second life was about to come to an end, and it seemed that it was already complete.

Unexpectedly.

at this time.

Bao Weiwei walked quietly to Anting, lowered her voice and said, "An Ting, we are all fine now. It's time for you to take care of your own affairs. It's not good to drag Song Ci and Qiao Liang all the time."

"Ah."

casual.

At first, he just responded calmly, but soon realized something was wrong. He turned his face suddenly, looked at Bao Weiwei with disbelief, and said in surprise: "You...how do you know?"

From Anting's perspective, he thought that his friend only knew that Qiao Liang liked him, but did not know that Song Ci liked him. He did not expect Bao Weiwei to suddenly say such a thing.

Really shocked.

"An Ting, don't underestimate Bao Sama." Seeing Anting's fuming reaction, Bao Weiwei sighed and said, "Actually...not just me, everyone can see it."

Except for Zhu Jiajun, who went out to work for a career, everyone else had been aware of this one after another in recent years, but they just tacitly understood it.

It's been a few years, and if we can't see it anymore, we are no longer friends.

Both girls are their best friends. Bao Weiwei didn't know who to support and simply pretended to be dead; Gao Fei had roughly the same idea and respected the three people's mutual choices.

Song Yuxun had a good impression of Anting, but he took the initiative to withdraw and not get involved.

"Everyone has a good ending, and it's time for you to resolve this matter. I believe Song Ci and Qiao Liang can understand you, and no matter who you choose, they can accept it."

"Ah."

"besides…"

"What else?" Anting asked doubtfully.

Bao Weiwei was gentler and replied: "I will be fine. Thank you for always protecting me."

Although Bao Weiwei didn't know what Anting was for, she knew that this boy had always been protecting her, and she always felt that this man had lost her once.

Thank you, Shaozi, for being my friend.

Thank you Anting, you and I are siblings, you and Song Ci are not siblings.

While talking, Bao Weiwei, like the grown-up Chibi Maruko-chan, walked to the memory wall with agile steps, looking at the scenes above, her eyes were bright and as bright as yesterday.

Although Bao Weiwei has not yet reached the point of death, based on the changes in his father and Gao Fei, the young man believes that such a sad future has been perfectly avoided.

Maybe.

Bao Weiwei is right.

My mission is almost completed, and it's time to deal with the last multiple-choice question.

Thinking of this, Anting opened the store door, walked out, walked to the osmanthus tree in front of the store, and picked up a withered golden osmanthus.

……

The rest of 2011.

As the enthusiasm for winning the championship dropped, everything slowly returned to calm.

In mid-January, winter vacation is here.

Song Ci came back from the winter vacation.

One night.

Anting is playing on the swing with little Ansong on the rooftop. Little Ansong is still three months shy of his second birthday. He can walk and talk, and has short hair. He is like a tomboy.

She looks really good.

When hugged on the street, almost everyone would be surprised and praise: "This is the first time I see such a beautiful baby."

"Brother~Gaogao~"

"Ow!"

Upon hearing this, Anting's heart melted.

There is a saying that compared to Aunt Song and Dad An, Anting is the one who loves the little guy the most. He will read various baby care manuals when he has time.

It's hard to imagine that this is a group boss.

Thanks to Anting, at least Aunt Song and Dad An can get a chance to breathe during the winter and summer vacations.

Although the baby is very cute, he is too lively and always makes Aunt Song and Dad An exhausted.

Those two people are no longer young people in their twenties, they are already in their forties, in their forties. All of a sudden, Anting was reminded of Qiao Liang's parents. It was really not good to give birth to the first child after forty years; at least he had to have an older brother and sister.

Just when Anting was thinking of Qiao Liang, a beautiful figure walked out.

Song Ci walked out as always holding a basin full of washed personal clothes. Her long hair was wet, and she was wearing a long-sleeved T-shirt, long pajamas, and small slippers.

It was winter, and since Anting dared to take the baby to the rooftop to swing on the swing, at least it would be a warm winter.

Very suitable for the southern climate.

No one was bundled up tightly, and the clothes were quite cool.

"After you return home during the winter vacation, you will either stay in your room and work remotely, or play with little Ansong..."

"I have my own difficulties."

There is some suspicion of narcissism in saying this, but whenever Anting walks on the road in a small town, he will still be recognized and chatted a lot.

If someone recognized him in City B, he would be cool and cool.

In his hometown town, he couldn't be so ruthless when facing his fellow villagers, so he simply went out less to reduce unnecessary trouble.

"You are the only one who is great." Song Ci said contemptuously.

At this moment, Anting looked at Song Ci who was hanging clothes and smelled a hint of jealousy. He recalled the previous sentence "Either work or spend time with the children", and felt a little surprised - this was a hint that he had ignored her.

The next second, Anting walked to the edge of the balcony, where there was a flowerpot with strawberries. Although the yield was very small, there were still a few strawberries. He picked them, washed them, and handed them to Song Ci.

Song Ci was originally going to take the strawberry, but considering that she had just taken the underwear in her hand, she didn't reach out and just opened her mouth.

"what…"

During this feeding process, Anting did not stop his hand in time and his fingertips were accidentally caught.

Just when the atmosphere was a bit ambiguous, Xiao Ansong, maybe thinking it was fun, extended a finger to Song Ci and said in a sweet voice, "Sister, eat your finger."

Not knowing whether adults' saliva would have any effect on babies, Song Ci didn't dare to kiss her fingertips, but lightly touched An Song's fingertips with her cheek.

The little baby laughed and danced with joy.

Anting was rather wretched and sang to little An Ting and said, "You should reach out your jio and tell your sister to lick the baby's jio."

"Hey, Anting, can you be like an older brother and teach some serious things." Song Ci was very happy.

Anting smiled brightly.

Who knew that An Song had really learned it, but the person was not Song Ci, but Anting. He stretched out his jiao with a small white sock, and said in babbling words: "Brother, lick the baby's jio."

Anting: "."

"I'm sorry, I was wrong. Don't learn this, especially to Dad and Aunt Song. I feel like I will be scolded."

Seeing their brother deflated, Song Ci and An Song both laughed happily.

Song Ci: "It's your own fault!"

The family of three had a fuss for a while, and little Ansong felt sleepy. Anting took the little guy off the swing and took him back to the second floor, where he was handed over to Father An and Aunt Song to take care of.

Passing the stairs on the third floor, I saw that the rooftop was not closed and there were still lights.

Turn back again.

Song Ci had already hung up his clothes and was sitting on the swing alone. Hearing the footsteps behind him, under the main lights of the rooftop and colorful small bulbs, he looked back and stared at Anting, with complicated thoughts hidden in his shining eyes.

"Want to play on the swing together?"

"Ah."

Song Ci moved her butt, and Anting sat on it.

The swing has a load capacity of 300 pounds, which can still support these two people.

Although the data panel weighs 300 kilograms, this thing is like the battery capacity of a tram, so you can't trust it entirely. Neither of them swayed greatly, just swaying slightly.

"Song Ci, do you have something to say to me?"

"Why do you ask?" Song Ci turned her face and asked doubtfully.

"Nothing, just a gut feeling."

Hearing this, Song Ci looked into the young man's eyes, hesitated to speak, and smiled, saying: "An Ting, my mother just told me that she and her uncle are going to take a day trip to the street tomorrow, so let's stay here tomorrow. I’m taking care of little Ansong at home, do you want to go out together and buy some new clothes for the New Year?”

On a whim, Anting joked: "Are you going on a date?"

"Ah."

"How can there be a date for a family of three..."

"This is a date!"

After saying these words, Song Ci took the empty basin and went downstairs.

A person returned to the room alone, closed the door, and looked at the study abroad application form on the table, with a complex look on his face unconsciously.

Song Ci's academic progress is going very smoothly. Although she is only a junior, she has already completed her credits. The research group will end in the next semester. If nothing unexpected happens, she should graduate a year early and study abroad.

Her life is about to enter the next stage.

In any case, we still have to give this story a conclusion.

(End of this chapter)