Rebirth: Starting from Saving the Desperate Girl

Chapter 11 Han Shengxi

In the dim morning light, the girl's slender hands were folded in front of her knees, and there was no expression on her delicate doll-like face.

Looking at her and thinking about the words he had heard before, Chen An inexplicably felt that it was absurd.

What's wrong with this world?
He had thought of many opening remarks, and was even about to say the words "you're welcome", but what he got in the end was not "thank you"?
Did her parents teach her to say that?
In order to avoid danger, whenever you are alone with a stranger, you immediately recite that passage as if you were reciting it from memory, so that those with bad intentions will be deterred?

This logic is a bit forced, but I have to say that if you think about it carefully, it seems to make some sense...

Bah, that makes no sense!
Throwing the hat into the girl's arms, Chen An gestured at his height and said speechlessly: "Although I agree with your vigilance, please take a look at me. Do I look like someone who would do such a thing?"

"Besides, I'm not some perverted lolita!"

When the girl heard the last sentence, she was obviously stunned for a moment. She pinched the brim of her hat with her slender white fingers and said expressionlessly: "A lolita lover will never admit that she is a lolita lover."

"But I am just a kid now... Oh, forget it, why should I bother to compete with him?"

Chen An sighed, shook his head, turned around and was about to leave.

Suddenly, he seemed to think of something, and he stopped dead in his tracks.

What year is it now?

Fourth grade, eight years old…2004.

So at this time, has the term "lolicon" already spread to China?
In other words, even if it were introduced to China, the words wouldn't be ones that little girls of this age could understand, right?

He just said it subconsciously, but who would have thought that the other party would be able to pick up his words seamlessly...

At this moment, Chen An felt as if he was starting to grow a brain.

He remembered that in his previous life he had come across an article about the origin and definition of lolita, which detailed the origin of the word loli.

It originally came from lolly in Sakura language, and lolly came from the well-known foreign novel Lolita.

So the birth of this word can be traced back to the last century.

But what really made the term "Lolita control" popular was the booming development of the two-dimensional culture in Sakura Country in later generations, right?

...it's scary to think about it.

Chen An suppressed his throbbing heart and continued walking.

He has always been accustomed to making plans before taking action. Instead of going back to question the girl rashly, it would be better to observe secretly for two more days.

And maybe he was just overthinking it all, searching for the enemy in the void and delusion of himself.

Suddenly, the voice behind me sounded again.

But it was not the familiar Xia Guoyu, but a slightly strange and short pronunciation.

"cute."

Just as Chen An was about to take a step, he was forcibly stopped again.

Is this... Sakura language?

In his previous life, he had been on a business trip to an island country for a period of time, and he taught himself three foreign languages ​​in college, so he was not unfamiliar with the Sakura language.

He turned around and stared at the girl in the wheelchair.

Her long eyelashes, as thin as cicada wings, trembled in the morning light. Her chin was slightly raised and she looked at him without any stage fright.

The dark eyes were like a cold pond, just like the long, flawless snow-white hair, revealing a hint of strangeness.

After a while, Chen An rubbed his temples, wondering if the aftereffects of the high fever had not yet completely subsided, leading to the auditory hallucinations.

However, the other party must have felt that he could not understand, so he bit his lip lightly and continued to repeat it in Sakura language.

"cute."

The tone was rather cold and drawn out.

This time, Chen An was sure of it.

She was really praising him.

But coupled with that indifferent expression and slightly disgusted look, even if ordinary people heard it, they would just think it was some weird insult, right?
"If you don't leave, I'll call the police and have you arrested."

This time the language used was the Xia dialect that Chen An was familiar with.

He took a deep breath, said nothing, and just turned and left.

Turning his gaze, Chen An caught a glimpse of the woman who had pushed the girl down the stairs walking towards him not far away.

The woman was holding a comic magazine in her hand.

Chen An looked at it carefully and could vaguely see several large "symbols" on the cover.

In short, it can’t be the writing of Xia Country.

Could it be that he just happened to come from the Land of Sakura?

But even if there are foreign friends, they should appear in those two cities, right?
Chen An suppressed his guess for the time being. …

……

"Xiu-chan, were you chatting with that boy just now?"

The plainly dressed woman walked under the tree.

She handed the magazine in her hand to the girl, and her eyes, which were always gentle, now seemed to hold some expectation.

Of course, Hanyu Shio knew what she was looking forward to.

So he lowered his head slightly and hummed.

"Really? So how was your chat?"

Sure enough, my mother couldn't help but raise her voice a few degrees.

“It was a good chat.”

"Really?"

Hanyu Xi turned her little face away and said, "Really, I even praised him for being cute."

Although he certainly wouldn't understand.

Hanyu Shio added silently in his heart.

But the woman obviously misunderstood her meaning, or rather, this was exactly what Yuzuru Shida intended.

Despite her doubts, the woman still smiled, "That's great. I was just worried that Xichan would tell him to get out or call the police..."

After all, she knew a little about her daughter's temperament.

"But then again..."

Thinking of the boy she had only met once, the woman's eyes showed a trace of thought, "So, this is the type that Xijiang likes?"

"Mom, wake up, I'm only eight years old, not eighteen."

Finally, the tone was no longer cold, and the girl's voice was filled with the shyness that was unique to her age.

Yuzuru Tamako took the big magic hat and put it on her daughter carefully. She smiled and said, "There's nothing I can do. After all, if Shio-chan can't make friends, Mom will be very distressed."

"I don't need friends."

Hanyu Shio lowered her eyes and held the comic book she brought from her hometown on her knees.

Slender white fingertips slid across the brightly colored cover.

She actually didn't like reading books with more illustrations than text, but she knew that doing so would make women happier.

After a while, she suddenly spoke.

"Mom, I want to be discharged from the hospital."

"No, the doctor said we have to wait a little longer."

The tone was still gentle, but it implied that there was no room for negotiation.

……

……

After leaving the camphor tree, Chen An walked to another secluded corner.

The sanatorium covers a large area, and it is not just that quiet place. There are also some simple fitness equipment here, such as horizontal bars and parallel bars.

Two or three elderly people who also don't like noise are doing morning exercises.

Chen An practiced for a while and suddenly felt that this small body was actually full of energy.

He even felt like he could do dozens of pull-ups in a row!
He did it right away. Chen An simply stretched his waist, waited for the right moment, grabbed the horizontal bar and jumped.

Then...he jumped.

I almost forgot that I’m not tall enough!
The eight-year-old boy has just entered a period of rapid growth and is only 1 meters tall. It is really unrealistic for him to climb up the horizontal bar which is at least two meters high.

"Haha, little kid, if you want to play this, you should wait two more years!"

The old man who witnessed the whole process immediately laughed at him.

...Don’t look down on the young because they are poor!

Chen An was speechless and turned back to his room.

Unexpectedly, as soon as I arrived at the door, I saw two unfamiliar figures standing inside through the half-open glass window.

He frowned and pushed the door open.

(End of this chapter)