Who gets reborn with a daughter?

"Grass!"

This infuriated Fang Chusheng so much that he wanted to punch the computer twice.

Considering that this was the only computer in the house, he had no choice but to stop his violence.

Five minutes later, a login box popped up in the center of the screen, which read "Penguin 2013".

The avatar displayed on the login box is Ichigo from Bleach, in Mugetsu mode.

Fang Chusheng sighed softly. Of the three major shonen manga, he liked Bleach the most, but unfortunately it ended after the Fullbring arc.

Fortunately, he knew that the Thousand-Year Blood War arc would be released ten years later, otherwise it would truly be a great regret in his life.

That being said, when he watched the Thousand-Year Blood War arc in his previous life, he had long lost the passion he once had.

"What was the password again?"

Fang Chusheng tried entering the password, but both times it prompted that the password was incorrect.

After several attempts, he gave up and clicked "Forgot Password".

These days, penguins don't need to be linked to a mobile phone; they use security measures instead.

What is your dream?

Fang Chusheng looked at the question and muttered to himself.

"A novel taking off? Taking a two-dimensional waifu?"

He kept trying, but none of them were right.

"Grass!"

After more than ten attempts, he broke down; it turned out he had long forgotten his original dream.

"Xiaobai should know, right?"

Fang Chusheng thought of Bai Xiaochu and decisively went to room 502 to seek help.

"Knock knock knock".

The old residential area doesn't have doorbells; you can only knock on the door.

"Here it comes."

Bai Xiaochu's uneasy voice came from the room.

Fang Chusheng didn't pay attention and browsed his phone while waiting.

Five minutes later, the door still remained closed.

"It's so slow..."

Fang Chusheng couldn't help but complain that this was why he didn't like dating girls—it was too tedious.

"Creak—"

At that moment, the door opened, and Bai Xiaochu peeked out furtively.

"What's going on? Why are you taking so long..."

Fang Chusheng complained softly.

"Uh... I was just taking a shower," Bai Xiaochu scratched her head, changing the subject, "Afang, what did you want to see me about?"

Fang Chusheng glanced at Bai Xiaochu, who smelled of jasmine and was indeed taking a bath.

Bai Xiaochu noticed Fang Chusheng's slightly aggressive gaze and blushed slightly.

"Ahem," Fang Chusheng coughed twice, glancing elsewhere, "You should know my QQ password, right?"

"I know, Fang, don't you remember your penguin password?"

Bai Xiaochu tilted her head and asked.

"Maybe I'm a little forgetful after drowning. What was my password again?"

Fang Chusheng gave a perfunctory reply.

"Wait here for a moment."

After Bai Xiaochu finished speaking, she closed the door and returned to her room.

"..."

Fang Chusheng was speechless for a moment. He suddenly realized that Bai Xiaochu seemed to be on guard against him.

A moment later, the door opened, and Bai Xiaochu held a slip of paper in her hand: "Your QQ account and password."

Thanks.

Fang Chusheng didn't think much of it, took it, and returned home.

"Afang..."

Bai Xiaochu whispered to the person across the hall.

Just then, a graceful figure emerged from the room. "Mom, has Dad gone home?"

"Um……"

Bai Xiaochu closed the door and looked at the beautiful figure.

Qianying looks exactly like her, the only difference being their personalities. She is quiet and refined, while Qianying is lively, active, and mischievous.

"Um... are you really my daughter?"

After a moment of silence, she asked again.

"Yes, I'm from the future, and I really am your daughter."

Qianying hooked her arm around Bai Xiaochu's and acted coquettishly.

"Why……"

Bai Xiaochu sighed helplessly, unsure how to describe it for a moment.

When she got home, there was a knock on the door. She thought it was Fang Chusheng, but a girl who claimed to be her daughter appeared instead.

The girl, who calls herself Fang Xiaoxiao, is her and Fang Chusheng's daughter. She traveled from the future to the present with the purpose of bringing them together.

Bai Xiaochu had read novels before, but when this actually happened to her, she found it outrageous.

But Fang Xiaoxiao knew most of her secrets, which couldn't be explained unless they came from the future.

"Mom, when are you and Dad getting married?"

Fang Xiaoxiao shook her young mother's arm and asked.

"this……"

Bai Xiaochu had just graduated from high school, and her face instantly turned bright red.

"Mom, why are you blushing?"

Fang Xiaoxiao found it amusing; the mother she remembered was quiet and intellectual, completely different from the little girl she saw now.

That's normal; young mothers are only eighteen now, not thirty or forty in the future.

Fang Chusheng was unaware of what had happened at Bai Xiaochu's home. After receiving the note, he returned to his computer and logged back in.

The handwriting on the note was neat and beautiful, just like Bai Xiaochu's, but the QQ number written on it was different from the one on the login page.

Fang Chusheng then remembered that he had two QQ accounts, one for real life and one for online use.

The QQ number on the paper is a real-world account, which I added as a classmate. The login screen shows an online account, which I added as a netizen. Among them is the 18R senior artist Jiang Yiling.

"Beep beep beep".

As the penguin went live, a notification sound rang out, and several avatars flashed.

Fang Chusheng casually clicked on the message; there were quite a few. Some were comforting him, saying it was normal to be rejected by Xie Yuwei, while others mocked him for being a toad trying to eat swan meat.

He was speechless for a moment. His confession at the end of yesterday's party had been seen by many people, and he could now be considered a celebrity.

Fang Chusheng ignored most of the messages and opened a chat box called "Little Raindrop".

[Little Raindrop]: I'm sorry about yesterday. I'm not planning on dating right now. If you still like me after you graduate from university, I can try dating you then.

"Little Raindrops" is the nickname Fang Chusheng gave to Xie Yuwei.

In his past life, he was overjoyed to see this message, thinking that he would be able to start a relationship with Xie Yuwei after graduating from university.

He never expected that Xie Yuwei would publicly announce her relationship with a rich second-generation heir in her sophomore year of college, which made him so angry that he stopped updating his blog for a month.

Reborn into this life, he realized that his past self was an idiot for being such a simp.

This time, he didn't reply, deleted the nickname "Don't be a simp," and only wanted to make money.

After reading the message, he picked up the note again, and a string of codes suddenly flashed through his mind.

After some trying, it turned out to be the password for the network account.

"Beep beep beep!"

As soon as it went online, several avatars popped up on the network account.

Most of the people who contacted him through this account were readers, but one reader who caught his attention was named "Huajiang".

Huajiang's profile picture is of Munakata Reisi, the Blue King from the anime K.

[Huajiang]: Hey, you graduated from high school this year, right?

[Huajiang]: When will you release your next book?

[Huajiang]: You said last time you'd give me a role in your new book, don't forget!

[Huajiang]: By the way, where did you go to university?

Fang Chusheng stared into thought as he read the message.

In his past life, he didn't hide anything and told Jiang Yiling that he studied at Hangzhou University of Science and Technology. As a result, Jiang Yiling said that she did too.

The two chatted more and more enthusiastically, and after enrolling in school, they met in person. He then realized that the person who had drawn illustrations for him was not a burly man, but a mature woman.

"Sigh... Sister Aya, let's just be strangers for the rest of our lives."

Fang Chusheng sighed softly and began typing on the keyboard.

To his dismay, he typed more than forty times, but not a single word appeared in the chat box.