Chapter 44
Just as the two were chatting here, an unexpected person appeared. It was one of Anting's god-sisters—Wen Chuli, a second-year junior high school student.

Due to the requisition of the examination room for the high school entrance examination, she was on vacation in the morning. She had half a mushroom head with slanted bangs, and she was wearing private clothes. The upper body was a white T-shirt printed with some Martian characters with the characteristics of the times, and the lower body was a small skirt, showing skinny legs and wearing slippers.

Hmm...Wen Chuli's height is 158, which has nothing to do with her long legs. She's just a thin type, and the skirt is very short, so she won't look short.

An Ting was a little surprised by Wen Chuli's arrival.

Song Ci on the side is still a little upset, but she won't be sulking anymore. She has already figured it out - she and An Ting get along in the name of family, as long as he is a good family member, emotional abuse is none of her business.

"Wen Chuli, why are you here?"

Wen Chuli took out an amulet from her bosom as if she had planned it long ago, and said shyly, "Here, I hope my high school entrance examination goes well!"

It wasn't from the temple to pray for blessings, it should be bought from a boutique near the elementary school...

In any case, this is the girl's wish, and it is impossible to refuse.

An Ting accepted it with a smile, thinking he couldn't take advantage of others, he simply took out a sugar cane, full of anger, and said with a smile: "This one is thick and big, here it is for you!"

Wen Chuli nodded innocently, "Thank you bro."

For ordinary boys, this kind of junior high school girl who wants to greet but refuses is quite attractive. She is obviously very young, but she is also proactive. Unfortunately, the opponent is An Ting. If you want to be his girlfriend, you must first graduate from a non-mainstream.

"Okay, go home quickly, I still have to review, and I'll wait for you to come to No. [-] Middle School next year to find my brother!" An Ting sent.

This sentence is nonsense.

Anyway, Wen Chuli couldn't come to No. [-] Middle School. After the senior high school entrance examination in Anting in her previous life, she still had a little warmth with her god-sisters. Wen Chuli was one of them.

Just leaving a promise like this, and then forgetting each other in the rivers and lakes, and dying without a problem is also a common ending in youth.

"Okay! Then...brother, you wait for me, I will look for you in a year!"

After saying those words, Wen Chuli, who was wearing a short skirt, walked away alone with an 18cm sugarcane in her hands at cheerful steps.

Before leaving, she even glanced at Song Ci, as if treating her rival in love.

Song Ci noticed this little look, but chose to ignore it—speaking of which, the campus scandal between herself and Anting has not been clarified yet.

"What's wrong?" An Ting asked.

Song Ci said truthfully: "I seem to have offended your little lover."

"That's not my lover."

"Oh, yes, not a lover, but a sister."

An Ting couldn't deny that she was indeed her god-sister, at least she had personally recognized her existence; after being reborn, she still had to pay off her previous romantic debt.

Tomorrow is the high school entrance examination, and Song Ci doesn't want to preach to Anting at this time, fearing that it will affect the teenager's mentality of the exam, so she gives up this topic.

During the ensuing journey, while walking, An Ting ran around the amulet Wen Chuli sent over, put it on a finger, and turned around.

Seeing this, Song Ci said contemptuously, "Treasure other people's gifts!"

"Cherish it in the way I like, that's the best..." An Ting rolled his eyes and replied.

actually…

He really didn't pay much attention to this amulet in his heart. At first glance, it looked like a ten-yuan item from a boutique in an elementary school. In addition, he didn't remember much about the things between him and Wen Chuli, so he should treat it as an ordinary friend anyway.

"A scoundrel who speaks out of reason." Song Ci said seriously.

Song Ci hates people who play with emotions, but Anting is a person who treats love casually.

Hearing this, An Ting became playful. He felt that as a future man, it was necessary for him to popularize some interesting definitions for girls, such as...

"A Ci, do you know what a scumbag is?"

"Scumbag?"

Scumbag, this term is too early for this era.

Rao is a smart girl like Song Ci, but she is still a little confused.

An Ting was unambiguous, picked up another sugarcane, took a hard bite in front of Song Ci, muttered "It's so sweet", and then spit out the scum again and put it in the palm of his hand.

Song Ci saw the black line on his forehead, and seemed to understand it.

"."

This is no longer what it sounds like, but a show by real people.

It’s too vivid—it’s very sweet when you put it in your mouth, but the more you chew it, the less taste you get.

Just like many boys who look very sweet, and the more they get along, the less tasteful they become.

then.

Song Ci sneered and said, "Scumbag..."

An Ting has no interest in the label of a scumbag, and he is not a self-righteous pervert. He just wants to tease Song Ci, which can be regarded as a pastime before the high school entrance examination.

An Ting didn't take it seriously, just at this moment, the two had already walked to the fish pond on Bauhinia Street, and they were not in a hurry to go home, so they simply rested under a Bauhinia tree.

The afterglow of the setting sun slanted down, dyed us golden, and pulled our shadows far away, as if to extend to the end of the years.

He handed a sugarcane to the girl again, and said, "There is a trash can next to it, try it, dregs to dregs, it's still very sweet..."

"Humph…"

Some time ago, Song Ci was very disgusted with Anting's chaotic emotional problems, especially after realizing the truth about her sister, she felt disgusted.

Now, she wants to understand that An Ting's emotional confusion has nothing to do with her.

Taking a step back, those girls who like him know his background and still flock to him.

That only shows how the market is.

As long as An Ting doesn't affect him and treats his mother well, then it's fine to get along as a family member, there's no need to be so stiff.

Taking a step back, the more rubbish Anting is, the more at ease Song Ci will be, and I promise not to be tempted.

Just when Song Ci thought of this, he was sitting in the mottled place under the Bauhinia tree, nibbling on the sugarcane lightly, and with the sugarcane juice flowing from the corner of his mouth, his eyes lit up, "Oh... so sweet!!!"

The canine girl, or the wolf girl, has her ears pricked up, and even cocked her ears.

She actually has the ability to manipulate ears, so cute.

An Ting held the sun with one hand, and looked at the girl with great interest. He didn't expect this guy to have such a cute side, and said: "Now you know the charm of a scumbag!?"

"Go away... What does sugarcane sweetness have to do with you? It's not the sugarcane you planted!"

An Ting stepped in, serious, and thought: "Growing sugar cane is a bit difficult. After the high school entrance examination, let's plant some strawberries on the balcony of our home..."

Ok…

Song Ci's favorite fruit is strawberry.

Song Ci said proudly: "Hmph, it's useless to grow it. I plan to move back to the community after my high school entrance examination."

Although there are elements of arrogance in it, it is also Song Ci's sincere words.

She always felt that living on Bauhinia Street was inconvenient, especially living in the next room with a boy who was still a classmate in her class, which was weird.

After her mother and Uncle An's wedding, she planned to move out and move back to the previous community.

However, there seemed to be some reluctance and fear.

"I respect your decision." An Ting smiled lightly.

Recently, the atmosphere at home is very good, and there is a feeling of home that has not been seen for a long time.

Papa Ann is very happy, and Aunt Song is also very happy.

An Ting also likes Nai Te very much, and it is very pleasant to tease Song Ci once in a while.

However, if Song Ci is determined to leave, then An Ting is not qualified to keep her...

Wait, the next second, something flashed through An Ting's mind, and he couldn't help showing a malicious smile.

Seeing this, Song Ci's goosebumps arose, and she pointed the sugarcane in her hand as a self-defense weapon at An Ting's dead head, and said angrily, "What kind of eyes are you looking at?"

"nothing…"

"Nothing is what it is!"

"You'll know then."

While talking, An Ting stood up from the stone bench, stretched his waist, picked up a slightly flat stone from the ground, dropped his center of gravity, and threw it towards the opposite bank.

even float! ! !

It's a pity that I couldn't hit the other side.

(End of this chapter)

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