Return after rebirth: The devil who helps his brother becomes the devil who kills his brother

Song Pan'er sat up, hugged his drooping head, and studied his rare and weak posture for a while.

"Let's go, go back and sleep again!"

He spoke softly and helped Yan Bin, who had been nodding and dozing off.

"Um……"

Yan Bin didn't know what was wrong with him, but he suddenly felt so sleepy that he wanted to lie down on the ground immediately.

He grabbed Song Pan'er's shoulders and walked back to the wooden house without even bothering to say good night, so he fell into bed and went to sleep.

"You get so sleepy so quickly!"

Song Pan'er gasped from exhaustion and slapped him on the butt.

It felt good in the hand, so I couldn't help but pat it twice more.

"Why don't you go to bed without washing up?"

"Mr. Yan?"

Put one hand on the edge of the bed, pat it and say something.

Seeing that Yan Bin didn't want to open his eyes and speak, Song Pan'er sighed, resignedly fetched water, wiped his face, and covered him with the quilt.

It was around five o'clock in the evening, and Yan Bin should have gone straight to sleep. Song Pan'er planned to wash her hands and then go back to her room to watch a drama.

The quality of this manor is not low, and the washbasin is equipped with a comprehensive range of disposable supplies. Song Pan'er looked at the small disposable lipstick, smiled evilly and shook off the water on her hand, picked it up, and applied a red cherry smudge on Yan Bin without any merit.

He took his cell phone and took several photos up, down, left and right, pursing his lips and having fun, planning to take them out to make fun of him tomorrow.

In the dim living room, the fire in the fireplace swayed and danced. Together with the light on the screen, it projected various shapes in the room, creating a full atmosphere.

Song Pan'er curled up on the sofa, watching the little boy falling off the cliff on TV, and suddenly cursed.

"What kind of stupid screenwriter can you write? Why do you have to write the little star to death?"

Song Pan'er took a deep breath, calming down her depressed and uncomfortable heart, trying to escape from the TV plot, but failed.

"What kind of bloody drama, you call a child from heaven, isn't that child the protagonist? How can you write the protagonist to death? It's really annoying..."

After watching the TV series for a long time, this ended unexpectedly. Song Paner was unwilling to vent her dissatisfaction.

The phone rang, and Song Paner pressed the answer button without looking. "Who?"

There was anger in his tone unconsciously.

Liu Fugen's heart ached, she was so fed up with me. Gritting his teeth, he replied: "It's me, Liu Fugen."

"what's up?"

Song Pan'er's tone still didn't change for the better. She had tolerated the stubborn Liu Fugen for a long time. If he continued to be stubborn, he might really have to give up on his childhood.

Unexpectedly, what Liu Fugen said next made Song Paner feel relieved.

"Song Pan'er, I understand, let's still be friends!"

Hearing the news suddenly, Song Pan'er was a little unable to react and was stunned for a moment.

"Huh? Oh, okay!"

After all, the feelings were not pure anymore. After Song Paner agreed, she couldn't find anything else to talk about. After a moment of silence, Liu Fugen spoke again.

"How about calling your boyfriend tomorrow and let's have dinner together to re-introduce us?"

"Not tomorrow, we don't have time."

Song Pan'er answered quickly this time, she really didn't have time.

"...You still have feelings for me?"

Liu Fugen looked out the window at the night view of the villa not far away, his tone full of hesitation and sadness.

"No, I really don't have time. Yan Bin's company has a team building at the end of the year and we are not in the city."

The two of them were getting along very awkwardly now. Song Paner suppressed her temper and explained a few more words.

"Where is the team building? I can go find you."

Liu Fugen still refused to give up and continued to ask.

"It's up to you! Yunze Villa."

Song Pan'er hung up the phone immediately after saying that, come as soon as you want. Keep refusing seems like she is stingy and still cares about what happened before.