Rebirth: Starting from Saving the Desperate Girl

Chapter 111 Letter from Bai Congqiu

"There are no more little puddings at home..."

The girl slipped on her slippers and closed the refrigerator with a look of disappointment.

She had just taken a shower and was at home, so she was only wearing a pair of sky blue denim shorts. Her pair of snow-white and delicate legs were a little eye-catching.

"I'll go downstairs and buy it."

Chen An, who was slumped on the sofa, sat up straight and replied casually.

"Brother, would you be so kind?"

The girl looked over, her tone very suspicious.

But when she saw him really stand up and change his shoes, her brows suddenly curved.

"Then you have to go early and come back early."

Chen An waved his hand, closed the door and went out.

……

……

"Uncle, do you have my letter?"

After buying the pudding, Chen An turned a corner and asked when passing by the security booth.

The person sitting in the security booth was no longer the capable and elegant retired soldier, but a middle-aged man with an untidy beard.

Chen An estimated that if he waited another two years and replaced the person, he would have to call him "uncle".

"Hey, I got here two days ago. I saw you passing by during the day today and wanted to call you..."

No, it's a good thing you didn't call me.

Because he usually goes home with his sister after school.

I took the envelope that was handed to me. It was very ordinary, shit-yellow in color, with a few small words written on the cover.

Bai Congqiu's handwriting is not as good as his personality. Instead, it is somewhat elegant... or should I say, violent?
Chen An looked at the word, and for some reason, this adjective suddenly popped up in his mind.

I always feel that the quiet girl in my memory actually has a different, indescribable side hidden in her heart.

He didn't rush to open the letter. He just stuffed it into his trouser pocket and went upstairs carrying Little Pudding.

As the year went by, the number of letters I received was very stable, with approximately one letter every three months or so.

The content is pretty much the same. Anyway, I just talk about the interesting things that happened recently, share where I went to play today, and the food there that I always have to complain about is really bad.

So much so that Chen An couldn't help but wonder, is the food over there really that bad?
However, for those who are used to Sichuan and Hunan cuisine, it would be difficult to get used to it.

Facing the cool evening breeze, Chen An returned home.

Just as I was about to open the door, it clicked and opened from the inside.

Then, the girl uttered the interjection "ding ding ding ding" and handed a pair of sandals to her feet.

She squatted down and raised her little face. Her skin was fair and delicate, her facial features were exquisite like a painting, and she had a bright smile on her face.

"Welcome home, Brother!"

I have to say, it has a very anime feel.

As Chen An changed his shoes, he said, "You won't be waiting at the door all the time, right?"

"How can it be……"

Chen Xi muttered in retort, "But brother is three and a half minutes later than expected. Did he run into some uncle or aunt on the way and get delayed?"

"…Could it be that I just walked a little slower today?"

Chen An was speechless.

However, seeing the girl so energetic and lively, he couldn't help but smile and reached out to rub her head.

The snow-white hair passes through the fingertips, bringing an extremely silky and smooth feeling.

Chen Xi's hair quality has always been very good.

It feels like touching the most expensive and fine silk in the world.

You see, as long as you take good care of her, you can slowly mend her broken pieces and she will become a normal, lovely, excellent and kind girl.

"Hey, my little pudding."

Chen Xi glanced at the black plastic bag in his hand, reached in and took out a cigarette.

She peeled off the ice cream, but did not rush to eat it. Instead, she handed it to the boy's mouth.

"Brother, should we eat the ice cream first, or... Ouch! It hurts!"

Before he could finish his words, his smooth forehead was hit hard.

The girl covered her head in pain, but still refused to give up and looked at Chen An with watery eyes.

"Take a bite..."

"Okay, eat."

Chen An obeyed her and took a bite. The cool and slightly sweet taste instantly filled his mouth.

The girl got what she wanted and ran away with the ice cream.

She came to the sofa, turned on the TV, and enjoyed the evening breeze blowing in from the balcony through the French windows. She curled up barefoot, squinted her eyes, and licked a small pudding. She had done something similar many years ago.

I am still doing it now, although I have changed my environment and moved to a new home.

But never replaced.

……

……

That night.

Chen An locked the door and turned the doorknob twice to check.

Although a certain girl always found a way to sneak into his room, the door was locked and even if she opened it with a key, it would still make noise.

He came to the desk and took out the letter under the warm yellow desk lamp.

Because it was stuffed roughly into the pocket, the envelope now looks a little wrinkled.

The letter begins with a solitary sentence, which should have been added later.

"It seems like it's coming back."

Chen An was startled.

Then look down.

Apart from the first sentence, the rest of the content is quite ordinary, nothing special.

It seems that she must have received this news in a hurry, so she deliberately added it at the beginning.

Chen An read the letter patiently. As usual, there were two or three sentences of literary discussions interspersed in it. From this, he could tell what books the girl had read recently.

There were even some mean words like "Remember that day? It was really embarrassing to be spanked by you", "When I come back, I will definitely teach you a lesson", "You are the first one who dared to spank me", etc.

only……

His eyes rested on the end of the letter.

The endings of the recent letters are roughly the same.

Without mentioning a single word, every word seemed to be talking about the girl who loved to wear all kinds of pretty little dresses.

It was clearly her who didn't want to be contacted in the first place, but now she is questioning Chen An why he didn't contact her anymore.

Not contacting her.

It was to contact another person...her sister.

She ended with these words, hinting that he should find a solution quickly.

The boy folded the letter, put it in the cabinet, and pressed it with a thick book.

He got up and went to the bathroom to wash up.

Turn on the faucet and feel the cold tap water slowly washing over your fingertips.

Looking up, a handsome face was reflected in the mirror.

So…why not get in touch.

Is there still no forgiveness even now?

In a trance, the girl's laughter rang in my ears again.

"Brother Chen An!"

"Tsk, I ran away secretly without telling my aunt."

"Hey, don't move, let me check carefully... You haven't even put on your red scarf properly!"

"No, no, I can't walk anymore. Please carry me on your back. I need you to carry me on your back~"

"Hey, I'll give you a baby... oooo, it hurts, I won't give you another baby... I won't give you another baby, why are you hitting me?"

"..."

At the very end, the scene was frozen at those red eyes from crying.

"I hate you!"

……

……

on Monday.

The results of the first monthly exam are out.

The Chinese teacher, who is also the head teacher of Class 1, walked into the classroom with a stack of papers under his arm.

He pushed the reading glasses on his nose and swept his eyes over the students in the audience. When his eyes stopped at a certain young man, he suddenly paused.

Then, he coughed lightly, took out one of the papers, and recited in front of the whole class:
"I have seen the long tolling of the funeral bells in Jerusalem, I have seen the lonely shadow of the bright moon in Florence, I have seen the sky full of flying flowers in Rome..."

"I have seen the Man of Constantine chasing the setting sun, I have seen the raging waves of the Caribbean Sea... I felt that there was no beauty in the world that could fascinate me until I saw her."

After he finished reading the composition, he put down the paper, tapped the podium with his fingers, and frowned.

"Student Chen An, the teacher wants to ask you, who is this "she"?"

(End of this chapter)