Rebirth: Starting from Saving the Desperate Girl

Chapter 66 The Girl Who Is Afraid of Slides
Sometimes, time goes by very quickly.

For example, now, if the girl hadn’t mentioned it, Chen An would almost have forgotten the past.

I just remember that it happened after the heavy snow...

He didn't say anything more, just stood there quietly, waiting for the girl to gradually recover.

Students passed by in twos and threes, occasionally casting strange glances, but most of them were in a hurry and did not stop.

Living on campus is different from them. If you don’t go to the cafeteria to grab food now, you will only be able to drink leftovers and soup later.

Finally, after an unknown amount of time, Chen Xi silently held his hand.

Looking down, the girl burst into laughter.

"Let's go buy some groceries. I'll make you egg fried rice today."

What does egg fried rice have to do with buying groceries?
Chen An couldn't figure it out, and he hadn't cooked this morning.

If you don’t cook, there will naturally be no leftovers.

So Chen An wanted to refuse.

"There's no overnight rice. Fried rice with egg won't taste good."

Chen Xi grabbed a piece of flesh on his forearm and stared at him with red eyes.

"You want to eat it or not!"

Chen An looked at her and suddenly laughed.

Although my sister has always aspired to become a master chef like our mother, she has only learned how to make fried rice with egg.

There is also fried rice with eggs, fried rice with two eggs, and fried rice with two eggs.

In a sense, isn't this a unique skill?

……

……

Thick dark clouds covered the sky.

The towering trees stand majestically, and the uniform black and brown tones add a touch of solemnity and dignity.

The cold wind blew down the maple leaves, and they piled up on the ground.

The shiny black leather boots stepped on it, making a clicking sound.

The white-skinned woman with obvious American ancestry opened her arms, looking relaxed, trying to embrace the tranquility.

"Time flies, my dear classmates."

No one answered, only the autumn wind continued to blow off the maple leaves.

"Teacher, there is only me here, no one else."

After a while, the girl in a white dress put the first stroke on the drawing board and answered fluently in a foreign language.

Her skirt was very white and long, with the hem of the skirt lifted up a little and tucked between her legs to prevent it from dragging on the ground.

This is a habit I brought from China. I have a slight obsession with cleanliness.

I love wearing white clothes, so I naturally need to take better care of them.

The girl stared at the drawing board and casually put down two more strokes. She then tucked a few strands of hair behind her ears to prevent them from blocking her view.

In fact, the best way is to tie it with a hairband. This way you can solve the problem once and for all and save a lot of trouble.

However, when she thought of someone confidently saying, "Long straight black hair looks better than a high ponytail," she felt inexplicably resistant.

Of course, this has nothing to do with that person, I just happen to think that long straight black hair looks better.

"You're right, so I really want to know where my other dear classmates are."

The woman shrugged and spread her hands.

The girl inherited her mother's dark eyes, with very long eyelashes, which trembled slightly. Her hands kept moving, and she answered while drawing:

"They went to play inside and heard that they found a secret base."

"Secret base?"

"Well, it looks like it was built by people who came here to play before. There are many amusement facilities and a bunker."

"Your sister is there too?"

Hearing this, the girl paused holding the paintbrush and said softly, "She was the first to discover it."

The playful nature is hard to change after all, it is engraved in our bones.

Even though I cried and made a fuss, and even regretted it when I first came to this point, but as the sharp knife of time fell, within two months, there would be nothing left.

Besides, she had made so many new friends, so there would always be a replacement. Thinking about this, the girl suddenly felt relieved.

"Really? I have to say, your sister is indeed a troublemaker. No matter where she goes, she always takes away a lot of my students."

The woman's tone was quite annoyed, and her voice rose twice.

"But we're here for a life drawing class, not to have fun!"

The teacher was obviously a little angry.

The girl continued to paint, mixing new colors at the edge of the drawing board, and said casually, "You are right."

The woman crossed her arms across her chest, looking into the depths of the maple forest, a cold light flashing in her eyes.

"When they come back, I'm going to slap their palms one by one!"

It seems that the ways of punishing students are pretty much the same all over the world.

Have you ever been beaten?
Bai Congqiu was slightly stunned when he thought of this.

I probably haven't had my palms slapped before, but I've been spanked hard on the butt by someone.

He was picked up and beaten on the legs.

The girl's face turned red for no reason. He was obviously one year younger than her, but when he got serious, she had no desire to resist.

It’s also my aunt’s fault. She was ignorant at the time and thought someone was doing something weird with the white-haired girl in the ward.

So he thought about asking his aunt for her opinion. Should he use coercion or inducement, or should he use coercion first and then inducement, or both?
The result is predictable, and he was naturally ridiculed mercilessly.

That would have been fine, but my aunt was the kind of person who loved to watch the fun, so she went to tell him about it.

The girl stopped writing and sighed.

Anyway, who hasn’t done two stupid things when they were a kid…

Just as I was thinking about it, a shadow suddenly came closer.

The huge fruits block the view.

"Wait a minute, are you really here to... sketch?"

The white-skinned woman looked at the painting on the drawing board and her brows slowly frowned.

Bai Congqiu picked up his small stool and quietly moved away.

When she heard this, she picked up her pen and waved it across the drawing board twice.

Several maple trees in a very freehand style suddenly appear on the paper.

The only thing in the center of the drawing board is the profile of a boy who is squatting with a slightly frown on his face.

Every strand of his hair seemed to be dripping with water.

The girl calmly put away the painting, folded it carefully, and put it into the small red schoolbag beside her.

Then he pointed in the direction of the maple forest.

"Teacher, please pay more attention to your other students than me."

The woman was startled and looked in the direction of her finger.

I saw two boys walking out, arm in arm, cursing.

One has blonde hair, the other has light brown hair, both have fair complexions and delicate skin.

"I hate her!"

"That's right. She's already an adult, but she's still afraid to play on the slide. I urged her for a long time but she refused to move. I don't know what she's thinking!"

The tone of the two boys' voices was not actually bad, but it still sounded a bit sarcastic to the ears.

Behind them, the girl was alone, with her head lowered.

The princess dress she was wearing was still gorgeous and dazzling, but her chin was no longer held so high.

There was some dust on her slender white fingers and some on her face, but for some reason she didn't wipe it off.

Bai Congqiu saw her, stood up, picked up her skirt, took out a tissue, and wiped her sister clean bit by bit.

"Be careful."

She looked gentle and spoke softly.

　Thanks to Qia and Xingkongzhichen for the rewards!

　　There are many more, book friends with long names by default, thank you for your rewards, I won’t list them one by one!
　　Actually, it’s enough to be willing to follow along. I’m very grateful. No reward is needed. If possible, please vote for me. It seems that I’m just a little bit away from making the list...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)