After rebirth, I want to pamper this cold and cold man like you alone.

However, before he could speak, Chen Rui continued to sneer: "Are you very proud? After so many years, I have never really owned her! Apart from holding her little hand, she is sometimes reluctant to kiss her, always looking for all kinds of You really think I’m a fool for refusing with excuses, can’t you tell?!”

After Ling Xiaochen was shocked, he suppressed the turmoil in his heart and said coldly: "So, you just messed around and slept with Zhao Bingbing?"

"It was that woman who seduced me. Do I still want to refuse when she comes to her? Besides, although she is not as good-looking as An Qi, she at least understands the fun and can have fun!" Chen Rui didn't feel that he was wrong at all.

"But that bitch actually wants to threaten me with my child, what a dream!" Chen Rui spat, his eyes full of disdain!

An Qi understood. It turned out that they both had children before, but she didn't know anything about it! I am so stupid every day, and I plan to grow old together with this cheap man Chen Rui! How stupid!

Ling Xiaochen didn't seem to want to listen anymore. He raised his knife and dropped it, saying, "Let's kneel down and talk slowly about everything about you when we meet Qier."

Then he used the same technique as Zhao Bingbing. After the operation, he turned around indifferently and disappeared into the night...

An Qi did not catch up this time because she heard the police car roaring not far away. He finally ended his life like this...

And she, in this life, missed him...

The tears in her eyes fell uncontrollably, her heart tightened, making her breathless, and her already transparent body began to gradually dissipate... Xiaochen... I want to be with you so much. Spending the rest of our lives together... haha... it must be wonderful, right? Then there wouldn't be so many tragedies happening...

It would be great if I could do it all over again...

The consciousness gradually dissipated, and a drop of water fell on the blood on the ground and disappeared...

A harsh and familiar ringtone rang in my ears. It was the sound of my favorite rabbit alarm clock when I was a child.

"Qiqi! Why don't you get up? You'll be late for school soon! Bingbing just called and said she was going out!" Her mother's voice sounded from the bedside, and her body was gently shaken by warm hands.

warmth?

An Qi opened her eyes suddenly and looked at the bedroom in front of her. This was the old house of her father's workplace. The family lived in it until they graduated from high school.

Looking at the young mother in front of her again, An Qi's eyes became moist. She put her arms around her mother's neck and said with a soft milky voice: "Mom~hug~"

Wang Jue looked at his daughter's cute appearance and couldn't help but like it in her heart. She is better than her daughter. She is coquettish, cute and considerate. She is really lucky in this life!

"Okay, okay! Mom, give me a hug!"

An Qi buried her head in Wang Jue's arms, rubbing her little head back and forth all the time. Her mother still smelled so good!

But what is the situation now? When she just reached out, she found that her hands and arms were one size smaller. Could she be dreaming?

But the next moment she gave up the idea. How could this warm embrace and real touch be in a dream!

"Okay! If you don't get up, you will be late! Today is an important day for your poetry competition. You memorized it for so long last night, so you must work hard today!" Wang Jue smiled and picked up clothes for her, specially matching a set with bright colors. The spring dress matches An Qi’s skin very well.

An Qi smiled sweetly and looked at her mother's busy back. What flashed through her mind was the scene she saw before her soul dissipated. Her parents were crying so hard at the door of the morgue that they almost fainted.

No matter how hard life is, the love of parents is the most selfless in the world, and a place with them is a true safe haven.

An Qi endured the grief in her heart, sat on the bed and got dressed obediently. Wang Jue tied her hair behind her, still saying: "For such an important day for us Qiqi, we must have a beautiful hairstyle to match." ah!"

An Qi wrinkled her nose cutely and agreed, even in her dream, she still wanted to spend this beautiful moment with her mother.

An Rong shouted from the kitchen: "Breakfast is ready, come and eat it while it's hot!"

"Okay, thank you for your hard work, husband!" Wang Jue took off the hair tie hanging in his mouth, tied it in An Qi's hair, fixed it for the final time, and responded to her husband gently.

"Here we come! Dad!" When An Qi heard her father's voice, her nose felt sour and her eye circles turned red for a moment. This is so true! She quickly suppressed her emotions and shouted cutely.

An Qi came out of the bedroom and looked at all the familiar things at home until she sat at the dining table and ate the breakfast made by her father. The familiar smell made An Qi even more trance-like. She really hoped that this dream could go on forever, so that there would be no more With so many worries and sorrows, I will always be the little cotton-padded jacket of my parents.

But she really wanted to see Ling Xiaochen again. His ending was like that... It really made her heartbroken...

After putting on her schoolbag and waving to her parents, An Qi walked out of the familiar courtyard and saw Zhao Bingbing at the intersection...

At this time, Zhao Bingbing still wore a ponytail and dressed like her twin sister. She had single eyelids, a flat nose, thick lips, and yellow skin. Her appearance was completely inherited from her father. Every time her classmates studied English, they would When she saw caricatures of African children in books, she liked to compare them with Zhao Bingbing, which made her always feel inferior. An Qi was always there to comfort her patiently, venting her anger on those children from time to time.

But today, An Qi is wearing clothes that her mother temporarily helped to match. Her hair was also tied up by Wang Jue according to her mood. Her breakable skin and delicate facial features make her look like a porcelain doll, with naturally curly hair on her forehead. , very much like the doll hairstyle that little girls like.

Zhao Bingbing saw that An Qi did not dress according to the clothes she wore when she talked with him on the phone the night before, and a flash of malice and displeasure flashed in her eyes...

This time An Qi saw it!

Unexpectedly, from this moment on, she was no longer as intimate with him as she appeared on the surface...

Zhao Bingbing...you are so tolerant! What a deep scheming!

The emotions in Zhao Bingbing's eyes flashed, and then she ran to An Qi excitedly, took her arm, and said innocently: "An Qi! What you wore today looks great!"

As she spoke, her little hand pretended to touch An Qi's clothes casually.