My old enemy always wants to kiss me [Entertainment Circle Ancient Times]

Thinking about it, if Song Chang'an had said in advance, Song's mother would definitely not agree to him coming here.

Song Yicen called "Mom" dryly.

Mother Song nodded.

From childhood to adulthood, the relationship between mother and son has not been very harmonious.

Like two strangers, the two walked home silently all the way, and the elder sister Song Changan opened the door for the mother and son.

Song Yicen's family was not from City A, but later Song Changan was admitted to University C in City A, so Song's mother came to accompany her.The mother and daughter rented a small apartment in Anle Community next to C University.

Song Changan studied in C University all the way from undergraduate to Ph.D. The mother and daughter lived in this small house for more than eight years.

When Song Changan saw Song Yicen, his eyes lit up, and he hugged him enthusiastically: "Why doesn't Xiaocen always come to see my sister, I miss you so much."

Song Yicen was not used to such intimate contact, but he still reached out and hugged her back.

He didn't want to make her unhappy.

Whether it is the original owner of this body, or Song Yicen, who has traveled here now, they all have indifferent relations with Song's father and Song's mother, but they are relatively close to this sister.

The affection Song Yicen had never experienced in two lifetimes was given to him by this cheap sister.

Song Changan took the environmental bag from Mother Song's hand, pulled Mother Song and Song Yicen to the sofa, let them sit down, and announced with a smile: "Today I will cook by myself, making Xiaocen's favorite pineapple sweet and sour pork. "

After speaking, he turned to the kitchen like a gust of wind.

Song Yicen and Song Mu were left in the living room, and the atmosphere was slightly awkward.

Song Yicen had nothing to say: "Sister, are you okay?"

Song Changan has been in poor health since she was a child. She was first diagnosed with congenital heart disease and later suffered from leukemia. All the doctors concluded that she would not live past the age of 18, but she still struggled to survive until now.

Mother Song didn't speak, but her eyes turned red instantly.

That shouldn't be very good, Song Yicen thought.

Mother Song at the side hesitated for a while, then suddenly asked, "Yicen, do you have money now?"

Song's father ran a small company in his hometown, and the income in previous years was not bad, enough to cover Song Changan's medical expenses.But since this year, the company's capital chain has gone wrong, and the only savings left in the family is not even enough to fully pay for Song Changan's last hospitalization, and he still owes more than 20 yuan to others.

If Song Changan can't set aside the medical expenses needed for Song Changan's next attack, then Song Changan will surely die.If it weren't for the fact that there was nothing she could do, how could Song's mother ask Song Yicen for money.

Song Yicen always knew that sooner or later he would lose this sister, the one who loved him the most in this world, or the only person who loved him, but he selfishly hoped that this day would come later.

So he asked, "How much do you need?"

"50." Song's mother pursed her lips, "I'll borrow it from you, your sister..."

"Okay," Song Changan interrupted Mother Song. He didn't want to hear it any longer. He deluded himself into thinking that some things would never happen if he didn't hear them. "I'll transfer the money to you later."

The aroma of the food was tangy, and Song Changan's happy voice came from the kitchen: "Mom, Xiao Cen, dinner is ready!"

Four dishes and one soup.

Song Changan's cooking skills are very good, but because of his health, he seldom cooks, so Song Yicen ate very well today.

After dinner, Song Yicen took the initiative to wash the dishes.

In the middle of washing, Song Changan came over.

Song Yicen understood that Song Changan had something to say to him, how could he be called here just to cook for him?She has always been very busy, spending all day in the school laboratory when she is healthy.She likes scientific research, so she always works overtime and races against death.

"Sister." Song Yicen turned his head and smiled at her.

"Xiao Cen," Song Chang'an's voice was low, rarely hesitating, "I saw it on the Internet in the past few days, talking about you, uh..."

Song Yicen suddenly realized that Song Changan wanted to talk about this matter?

Even Song Changan, a scientific research lunatic, has heard about his gossip. It seems that his traffic has really exploded these days.

"Fake, I didn't come out." Song Yicen said comfortingly, "Sister, don't worry."

"No, no, that's not what I meant." Song Changan quickly waved his hands, "Sister said long ago that you are an independent individual, you have the right to choose the life you like, neither parents nor I should or can influence you In your life, your sister will support you no matter what you do."

For some reason, Song Chang'an is very sensitive to these issues, and he is also very insistent on the fact that Song Yicen should choose his own life.

Song Yicen raised his eyebrows, didn't she want to say this?

Song Changan sighed: "I mean, the generation of my parents was conservative in thinking and short-tempered. When you wanted to be an actor, they were so angry that they wanted to sever ties with you. Do you remember?"

Why don't you remember?

It was because of that incident that three years ago when Song Yicen had just transmigrated into this world, he fell ill and almost died.

Song Yicen, the last emperor of Yan Kingdom, died at the end of his 17th year in an assassination brought by the dead regent.

The assassins were unable to kill him instantly, but the high fever caused by the infected wound eventually killed him.

When he died, he did not return to chaos, but when he opened his eyes, he arrived at a strange and strange place.

This world is winter, it is raining heavily, the sky is dark, the cold wind is howling, there is no one around, only a strange big box is running around quickly, and he is curled up in a three-sided ventilation building to avoid the rain.

He later learned that the box that shuttles around him is called a "car", and the place where he shelters from the wind and rain is called a "bus stop".

In his previous life, Song Yicen died of a lingering illness for a month. He was already weak, but after traveling to this world, he still seemed to be suffering from a high fever.

His head was dizzy and his whole body was limp. He also tried to stand up and find a warmer place to escape the cold, but he found that his legs were stiff and his eyes were dizzy one after another.

The rain splashed and drenched his clothes, making it icy cold, while the north wind whizzed and turned into a blade, cutting his exposed skin inch by inch.

Cold, terribly cold, cold and sleepy.

Afterwards, a large box that was out of control slammed into him crookedly with a piercing chirping sound.

After the severe pain, he passed out.

But at the moment before he fainted, he actually thought that this is hell?

Really scary and painful.

But why did he go to hell instead of heaven?

Is it because he is not virtuous enough?

It was a long time after waking up again that Song Yicen figured out his situation.

He didn't die, he was probably reborn.No, to be exact, it should have crossed over.

He, who was supposed to die, traveled through time and space, and came to this world after 2000 years.

The doctor said that he had a high fever and burned his brain, and he was hit by a drunk driving and had a slight concussion, so he temporarily lost his memory and couldn't remember the past.As for whether the memory can be restored, it is hard to say, it depends on the recovery of the body.

So young, the brain is broken.

Everyone looked at him with sympathy, but only he knew that he did not lose his memory, but that Song Yicen in this world had changed and did not inherit his memory.