After rebirth, I want to stay away from bamboo horses

Zhen Xin had just charged her cell phone and wanted to call her parents when Qin Shuo's message came in.

Zhen Xin calmed down and tried his best to turn a blind eye and ignore it, but the information kept coming in, and he had no choice but to click on it.

Qin Shuo: It's okay if I'm not here. I can't hold it in any longer. I have to tell you how sad I am now!

Qin Shuo: My dad asked me to go to a company in Beiyang with him for an internship tomorrow, but we actually have to go for a month! My summer vacation plan was just ruined!

Qin Shuo: The most important thing is that I won’t be able to see you for a month. A month!

Qin Shuo: We grew up together, and I have never been separated from you for so long! I think I’ll lose sleep if I go there!

After sending it, Qin Shuo threw the phone aside, lay on the bed, and looked at the ceiling depressedly.

In the last life, their chat box was very deserted, and only a few words were left in the end. Qin Shuo didn't send as many messages in a month as he did in this half hour.

Zhen Xin suddenly received such a confidential message from Qin Shuo, and was a little uncomfortable.

Zhen Xin thought for a while and replied: Don't worry, you won't suffer from insomnia. You are so adaptable, you will get used to it soon.

Moreover, when you go to Beiyang, you will meet Kong Xiuzhu, and the wheel of fate will start to turn. If you have a new love, you will not care about your old friends.

When Qin Shuo heard the message coming in, he quickly jumped up and reached for his phone. He was very happy when he saw Zhen Xin replying.

Qin Shuo: How do you know? You are not me, how can you be so sure?

Zhen Xin: Intuition. Besides, we won't be together forever, we will eventually separate.

When Qin Shuo received this message, his typing fingers stopped for a moment, as if cold water had poured down his head, chilling his heart.

Although he knows that people will always face some separation when they grow up. However, Zhen Xin said it so straightforwardly, and today she still rejected him thousands of miles away, as if she would break up with him in the next second.

For some reason, Qin Shuo felt inexplicably uneasy.

Qin Shuo: Can you come down and see me off tomorrow? About eight o'clock.

Indecisiveness leads to disaster! Zhen Xin hesitated for half a minute before replying the message.

Zhen Xin: No, it’s too early. I might still be sleeping and unable to get up. Wish you a safe journey!

After sending it, Zhen Xin breathed a sigh of relief. He was afraid that if Qin Shuo continued talking, he would become soft-hearted. Fortunately, Qin Shuo's message was not sent again.

Zhen Xin called her mother and was relieved to know that she, her father and the orchestra had successfully met up and were rehearsing and adjusting.

The curtains were closed tightly and the lights in the room were bright. Zhen Xin buried her head in front of the desk and continued to read the books for each class in the first and second grade of high school.

He took out a blank piece of paper and carefully made a summer study plan.

With a young body and a young brain, at this moment, he is full of energy and ready to become a sponge that continuously absorbs knowledge.

I accidentally studied very late, and when I woke up the next day, it was already 7:30 in the morning.

After Zhen Xin got up and washed up, she quickly went downstairs, cooked porridge in the rice cooker, and steamed two eggs.

Then I took out my vocabulary book and started memorizing words. According to the plan, I should memorize at least 50 words a day.

"influence: influence; influence; power/

The morphological approximation of influential: influential; powerful; powerful person..."

On a quiet morning, there was a commotion outside the door.

"You brat, are you okay? Hurry downstairs, I have a meeting later, don't waste my time by chirping!"

It was Uncle Qin's voice.

Zhen Xin glanced at her phone. It was already 8:05.

He quickly walked to the living room and gently opened the curtains of the floor-to-ceiling window, just in time to see the door of Qin Shuo's house.

At this moment, Qin Yuan was standing next to the black Maybach and talking on the phone. It seemed that something was wrong. Qin Yuan kept his brows furrowed.

After a while, Qin Shuo pouted and slowly came out of the room, carrying a small suitcase in his hand.

The driver who had been waiting for a long time immediately stepped forward to take it and put the suitcase into the trunk.

Qin Shuo stood there and suddenly turned his head to look this way. Zhen Xin's breath froze, thinking that he had been discovered hiding behind the curtains.

The next second, Qin Yuan put away the phone, pushed Qin Shuo, and stuffed the person into the back seat.

The door closed and the car started smoothly.

Zhen Xin didn't know if it was her imagination, but she always felt that there were eyes behind the car window looking reluctantly at this side.

It doesn't matter if you leave, you can study peacefully without fear of being disturbed. In order to protect her heart and say those cruel words to Qin Shuo every day, Zhen Xin also felt very uncomfortable.

For half a month, Zhen Xin had a regular schedule, going to bed early and getting up early.

He had the experience of making nutritionally balanced lunch boxes for Qin Shuo in his previous life, so it was not difficult to adjust his diet.

It is said that aerobic exercise can promote brain circulation. He has never liked to exercise, so he included morning jogging in his plan.

When the parents returned home from the last performance, it was already very late. When they came in, they saw their son burning the midnight oil and reading. They both fell asleep on the desk from exhaustion.

Just looking at the back was heartbreaking. The two of them obviously felt that their son had changed a bit and seemed to be working harder than before.

As if sensing something, Zhen Xin woke up from her sleep, turned around and saw her parents standing next to her, and was almost startled.

"Mom and Dad, why are you back? You didn't even call me, you scared me!" Zhen Xin quickly stood up and rubbed her sleepy eyes.

"Seeing that you were sleeping deeply, I didn't dare to call you because I was afraid of scaring you, but I didn't expect to scare you anyway." Zhen Wenbin said, yawned, and drove for several hours after the performance. At this moment, he tired.

"Well, no, actually it's okay. I was ready to go to bed at this time, but I was probably too sleepy just now, so I accidentally dozed off, and I didn't sleep very deeply."

"I originally wanted your dad to carry you to bed. However, with his old arms and legs, I think your dad can't carry you. I was afraid of throwing you, so I didn't let him carry you," Xin Yuzhen said. He looked up and patted Zhen Wenbin's arm in disgust.

"I'm so heavy, daddy, it's better not to hug me, be careful if it reaches your waist."

"My son is so sensible. I haven't seen him for half a month. Have you lost weight? Why do you look different to me?" Xin Yuzhen touched the side of Zhen Xin's face and looked at it carefully.

Zhen Wenbin touched Zhen Xin's shoulders and back: "Well, he seems to have lost a little weight."

"Mom is not at home these days, haven't you eaten well? You can't lose weight like this, your body will be depleted of nutrients."

"No, I eat well and eat three meals a day on time. Maybe I have lost some weight because I run every morning recently."

"No wonder, no wonder you seem to look much better."

Xin Yuzhen was very pleased to see her son taking care of herself so well.

"Son, tomorrow is your birthday. Mom and dad came back overnight, just thinking that they could be at home tomorrow and spend your birthday with you."

Zhen Wenbin took out a bank card from his pocket and handed it to Zhen Xin: "If you have any birthday gifts you want, ask your mother to take you to buy them."

Zhen Xin didn't accept the card. He didn't lack anything at the moment: "Mom and Dad, I don't have anything to buy. I just want to take a family photo for our family of three."

In the last life, Zhen Xin particularly regretted not taking more photos with his parents. He had dug out the portraits of his parents from news reports of some theatrical performances.