After rebirth, I have an extra sister

Chapter 444 Qiao Liang’s Matter

Bad premonition experience.

Anting originally wanted to go up and have a chat with Qiao Liang face to face, and ask what was going on and what he realized, but instead of going forward immediately, he turned around to look for someone.

If you ask a doctor or nurse, they won't answer you and respect the patient's privacy.

Anting's target is Qiao's parents.

He soon found Qiao's parents in the hospital lobby, who were very surprised by the former's arrival.

Anting did not hesitate and directly asked the question.

I learned from them that Qiao Liang was sick.

According to the plan, the girl would finish the semester and pretend that everything was fine; when the summer vacation came, she would have an operation, an operation from which she didn't know whether she would be able to come back.

Mother Qiao had a complicated look on her face and said distressedly: "We suggested that she confess to her friends, but the child insisted on not saying anything and said that she would just wait for that day to come as usual. We can only respect the child's Will.”

Qiao Liang's idea is very simple.

Before the last summer vacation in her life comes, well, this has nothing to do with life or death. She is currently a junior in college. Without taking the postgraduate entrance examination, it is indeed her last summer vacation.

Before the last summer vacation comes, enjoy the second semester of junior year with Anting and others, and capture the tail of youth on campus.

At that time, a person quietly lay on the operating table.

If you can come back, just pretend that nothing happened.

If she couldn't come back, she could be happy and radiant in the last days of her life. She couldn't stand the crying atmosphere.

certainly…

There are other selfish motives.

Qiao Liang promised to compete fairly with Song Ci. She would not use illness or anything else to kidnap Anting. She hoped that Anting could make the right choice.

Even if the person Anting really likes is not herself, she will not regret it.

She just hopes that the boy she loves can be happy.

"Well, I understand, thank you uncle and aunt."

Even today, it's still a bit awkward to call Qiao Liang's parents uncle and aunt, and they always feel that they should call them grandparents.

That's it.

Anting did not come forward to talk to Qiao Liang, but chose to leave silently. He just asked Qiao's parents to help keep it secret and pretended that he knew nothing.

Before leaving the hospital, Anting took advantage of Qiao Liang to go back to the ward and came to the flower bed. He once again sat on the chair where he had sat in his previous life, silently closed his eyes, and slowly recalled his past life.

It's obviously going to have a good ending soon, so why is it still like this?

Sure enough, it was just a happy ending that I, the reborn person, thought unilaterally.

My point of view is correct.

The Reborns are all villains, just bad guys who take everything from others.

Take advantage of the prophet's advantage to plunder other people's wealth, plagiarize other people's creations, and tamper with other people's destiny.

It’s really great to be reborn.

I've always thought so.

can.

"For the first time, I had the emotion of regret and rebirth..."

With complicated thoughts, An Ting opened his eyes, and what he saw was a cat. Well, it was a cat named An Ting.

It looks like an emoticon - Chiba Cat is worried about you.

Anting stroked the cat's head, went to the ward again, took a sneak peek at Qiao Liang who was sleeping, and left.

The original plan was to go back to school, pretend that nothing happened, and wait for Qiao Liang to come back. According to her wishes, she would spend the rest of her school time while waiting for that day to come.

When the car passed near City C, Maomao suddenly reacted, grabbing the window and looking in the direction of Nancheng District.

Anting didn't know what to think. His mind got hot, he turned the steering wheel, controlled the car, and came to the city square.

It's already ten o'clock at night.

There was no one around the old market, and cars could enter at will. Anting drove to Guihua Road, got out of the car, and looked around. The once unique arcade style was already fading. It was clearly spring, but the osmanthus trees on both sides were completely silent. Lifeless.

"In my previous life, there was obviously no such thing..."

As he murmured, there was some doubt in his tone.

In fact, it’s not that Anting doesn’t understand.

On the contrary, he should understand it better than anyone else. To a certain extent, this is one of the histories he has changed.

next second.

The cat named Anting walked in on his own.

Anting had no choice but to leave it alone and could only follow him in.

Because relocation has begun, there are no residents.

Anting just followed the kitten along the street, strolling among the mottled moonlight and branches and leaves, and finally found the kitten parked under the osmanthus tree in front of Qiao Liang's house, lying on the huge tree roots, as if Be integrated.

In a trance.

Reminds me of the aftermath of meeting Qiao Liang in the hospital in my previous life.

After the conversation with the nurse, the man once had a conversation with himself. She must have heard her conversation with the nurse, and out of sympathy from a stranger, she sent her a sketch.

However, I was not in the mood and did not open it to look at the painting at all.

I don't know why, but I suddenly thought of what Qiao Liang often said and did - every time he was away, he would always ask Maomao to stay with him, and he called it: Maomao will accompany you on my behalf.

And at this moment, the picture scroll that could not be opened in the previous life coincided with the cat lying under the sweet-scented osmanthus tree.

Should this cat... really be called Anting?

It should obviously be called a bridge...

We bonded over cats.

Whether it is the past life or this life.

……

capital.

Qingbei University.

Song Ci, dressed in spring clothes, put on black-rimmed glasses, held a thick professional book, and walked on the school road with confident and elegant steps, making him a beautiful sight.

Even in the Northern Qing Dynasty, Song Ci was an outstanding person.

Some people always say that appearance is a scarce resource, and this is true.

People who are smarter than Song Ci are not as good-looking as her.

People who are more beautiful than Song Ci are not as smart as her.

Well... in fact, there are few who are as good-looking as Song Ci.

Walking on the road, you can often hear classmates talking about Zhu Jiajun and Anting.

Students at top universities are all young people, and games are a common form of entertainment in modern times. It is normal for them to be used to relieve stress.

There is a saying that makes sense. Qingbei recruits thousands of students every year, and no more than a hundred can play in the top professional leagues. This is not a matter of high ground, but a matter of scarcity.

Zhu Jiajun also has fans in Qingbei.

As for Anting.

A boy who started his own business after graduating from junior high school and owns a group before graduating from college is a perfect tall, rich and handsome man. Even in Qingbei, there are probably not many people who dare to say that he can surpass him.

Not to mention a group of girls secretly promising.

Are the talented women from Qingbei not interested in handsome men?

No, no.

Humans are visual creatures.

At this moment, Song Ci was walking on the way to the research team's laboratory, her thoughts were a little complicated. The experiment had come to an end. If nothing unexpected happened, it should be a big breakthrough. Taking advantage of this result, she should be able to graduate early.

Song Ci is no longer as balanced as he was in middle school. He has not become a lively and cheerful person, but a more lonely person.

On the one hand, I am immersed in academics, and on the other hand, I already have a group of people living in my heart, and I have no interest in other people. I no longer need others to enter my world, and I no longer need to enter the world of others.

soon.

Song Ci came to the laboratory, walked to the corridor, and saw several classmates from the same research group.

Although everyone is wearing the laboratory's exclusive white coat, it is not as you imagined, the boys are meticulous and the girls are heroic. On the contrary, they are a bunch of messy, sloppy people.

People who are really engaged in scientific research have no time to care about their image.

If it weren't for Song Ci's natural beauty, she would probably have a messy image.

She is actually a bit crazy.

Since eating is not allowed in the laboratory, everyone stayed in the corridor, eating and drinking, and the drinks they drank were drinks from the secret base.

"Song Ci! You are here!"

"Well, hard work."

One of the girls said with emotion: "The experiment is about to reach its final stage. Although we are only responsible for a part, we can sign our names..."

This girl is also a genius girl. She is a classmate + roommate + in the same research group as Song Ci.

He should be regarded as Song Ci's best friend after he entered college.

To be fair, Song Ci was upset that she didn't go to college with her friends, but she didn't regret it. No matter how many times she went to college, her choice would not change. She still felt that she should pursue the highest school, or even higher.

Song Ci replied: "Yes."

"Oh, by the way, we can get our diploma in advance and our application to study abroad is approved..."

Hearing these words from her good sister, Song Ci nodded and said in a complicated tone, "Well, we have reached this point."

"Song Ci, remember to say goodbye to the people at home."

"it is good."

Just when Song Ci responded, Bai Dacoli's cell phone rang.

one look.

Anting is going to hold a secret meeting!

(End of this chapter)