Rebirth: Starting from Saving the Desperate Girl

Chapter 26 I Miss Him a Little
five minutes later.

Feeling the increasingly strange looks from the students passing by, Chen An slapped that little hand away and was a little amused by her.

"Have you checked it out?"

The girl snorted, rolled her eyes, pulled Chen An over, and whispered in his ear, "Don't run after school this afternoon. I'll come to Class 3 to find you."

Bai Congdong was in the same class, just not on the same floor as him.

Chen An didn't refuse, but just asked casually, "Where's your sister? Why haven't I seen her with you these past two days?"

"Why, do you miss my sister? Then I'll help you tell her later."

Bai Congdong smiled, put his hands behind his back, stood on tiptoe slightly, and his cute face showed two shallow dimples when he smiled.

Chen An glanced at her and felt that this little girl was up to no good.

"You can say it or not, let's go."

He shook the small schoolbag on his shoulders and took a step forward.

The girl looked in the direction he left, pulled off the red ribbon tied around her shoulder, stomped her feet, and stood outside the security room.

She waited for a long time until the crowd gradually thinned out, and then a black luxury car slowly stopped in front of the door.

The back door opened and Bai Congqiu walked out.

Seeing this, the girl hurried over and took her sister's hand.

"Sister, I just ran into Brother Chen An."

Bai Congqiu hugged the textbook in his arms and turned his head to look at her, "You insisted on asking Uncle Wang to send you here early in the morning, it would be strange if I didn't meet you, right?"

Hearing this, Bai Congdong blushed and retorted: "Bah, I just want to go to school early."

After she finished speaking, she moved her sister away mysteriously.

"Brother Chen An just told me that he missed you."

"Oh."

When Bai Congqiu heard this, he didn't bother to pay attention to her and walked straight towards the teaching building.

"Hey..."

Bai Congdong was stunned for a moment, then hurried to catch up.

"Sister, aren't you curious?"

Bai Congqiu paused, rolled up the book and tapped it lightly on her smooth forehead.

"Fool, this kind of clumsy lie can only deceive yourself."

The younger sister covered her head and said unconvincedly: "It's obviously my sister, you are so cunning!"

……

From then on, Chen An lived a life with a threesome.

Of course, the specific reference here is to school, because because of Bai Congdong, she would always drag her sister and Chen An home from school together.

From time to time, he would say things like "two are better than one" and "gray hair doesn't look good at all".

Apparently, she was still thinking about the girl she had met in the sanatorium.

The girl who, in her words, could easily pull and hug boys.

Chen An would often just find it funny when he heard it, but he didn't have a cell phone in his pocket at the moment, otherwise he would have recorded it for her and played it repeatedly on the big screen when she grew up.

However, the girl did remind him that it had been several days since she separated from Yuzuru Shio, but the latter seemed to have no news since then, without any movement at all.

Not to mention coming to my house, I didn’t even make a phone call.

Logically speaking, Aunt Yuzi is so gentle that it is impossible for her to hinder the pure friendship between the two children...

Although Chen An was a little confused, he didn't take it too seriously.

After all, it was just a spur of the moment decision, and I felt guilty towards that girl, so I thought I could help as much as I could.

But even if I end up becoming a passerby, I won't feel any regrets.

……

…“September 18th, Saturday.”

An old residential building, with rusty iron railings blocked by curtains, revealing only a thin gap.

After writing the beginning of today's diary, the girl with long snow-white hair slowly put down her pen.

She looked back at the clock hanging on the wall, where the hour hand was exactly at seven.

So she reached out and lifted the curtain slightly, and the tiny gap widened. Through the rusty iron railings, she could see the situation downstairs clearly.

The girl sat in a wheelchair, her eyes looking at the ground, a hint of anticipation on her face.

But after a long while, with only a few people passing by, she still didn't see the figure she wanted to see.

Her hands felt a little sore, so she lowered the curtains, a hint of loss flashing across her face.

Why didn’t you come today?

Was there something delaying you?

The girl was thinking aimlessly. She picked up the diary with the small lock and placed it between her slender legs. The hand holding the pen paused slightly, as if she wanted to put it down, but was reluctant to do so.

After a while, the pen tip finally touched the paper, but it was just drawing meaningless circles.

Suddenly, a small figure appeared in her peripheral vision so abruptly and straightly.

The pen stopped drawing circles, and the girl quickly reached out and lifted up a corner of the curtain again.

She stared at the figure closely, watching him put his hands in his pockets, then kick his legs, kicking small stones from somewhere on the roadside into the corner of the wall.

From time to time, I would get a little carried away and touch the flowers and plants on the first floor that are so lush that they are growing out of the window.

He always seemed to be interested in everything he could see.

She watched quietly, watching his every move.

The corners of her mouth lifted slightly, her eyebrows became curved, and her usually cold face suddenly became brighter.

Finally, she watched him walk along the last section of the gravel path and disappear completely at the next corner.

The distance from the community to the intersection is not long.

It would take an average person about three to five minutes to walk the entire distance, but he would always walk faster, sometimes two and a half minutes, sometimes even faster.

The girl lowered the curtains and began to write.

Her handwriting was beautiful and neat, just like regular script.

"He came, but he was not punctual at all. He showed up at 7 o'clock last Saturday, but this time it was 7:15."

After the girl finished writing, she didn't know what she was thinking about. Her long eyelashes trembled and she pursed her lips.

"Just like before in the hospital, he is a bad person who doesn't keep his word."

"He didn't wear his school uniform today. He wore a white short-sleeved shirt with no pattern. His hair was unkempt and looked messy, but he still felt very..."

When the girl wrote this, her face, hidden in the shadows, blushed slightly, and she crossed out the word "very" and wrote again: "... a little bit pretty."

“The school uniforms are nice too.”

The diary is not big, and just writing these down has filled up an entire page.

The girl put down her pen and closed her diary, but did not lock it - because she knew that the boy would be back in an hour.

After doing all this, her slender body lay back, holding the diary tightly in her arms, letting her long snow-white hair fall, passing over her shoulders, through the wheelchair, and finally most of it hanging in the air, with only a few of the longest strands almost touching the ground.

The girl's face was fully revealed, and despite her young age, her delicate features could still be seen.

After a while, she raised the diary in her arms and held it in the air.

Turn to the first page.

The morning light shines, illuminating the words above.

"On September 1st, I went home."

"Will you see him?"

"…I miss him a little bit."

(End of this chapter)