After the halo of the heroine was taken away, I was reborn

next time?

I won’t know where I am next time…

Ji Siming didn't know how to answer this question. At this moment, a voice in his heart urged, "Promise him."

"Okay." Ji Siming nodded with a smile, "But it will have to wait until I come back from country y. A few days if fast, about half a month if slow."

"Uncle, are you going on a business trip?"

Ji Siming shook his head, "No, I'm going to find your Aunt Song. Han Yu, what do you think of Aunt Song?"

Han Yu: "It's very good. Every time I come back, you will bring me gifts. You will also care about my study and you."

"Care about me?"

Ji Siming was a little surprised. Song Yu didn't hate "him"?

Han Yu: "Last time when Aunt Song came back, she told me to pay more attention to your mental health. She said that you have had a hard time these years."

When Ji Siming heard these words, his nose felt sour. His little sister couldn't bear to hate him for the rest of her life.

"Uncle, why are you looking for Aunt Song?"

Ji Siming: "I want her to be your aunt, what do you think?"

"Really?"

Han Yu was obviously excited. Ji Siming's personal problem was the core issue of the entire Ji family.

Although no one said it openly, they were all concerned about it secretly.

They feel that if there is someone by "him"'s side who can take care of his daily life and take care of his body, his life will be easier.

Ji Siming: "Haha, of course it's true. I've liked your Aunt Song for many years..."

When the school arrived, Ji Siming waved to his nephew, "Han Yu, bye."

Han Yu also waved happily, "Bye uncle, bring aunt back quickly, I miss her."

On the same day, Ji Siming arranged a private plane to fly to country y.

Because Song Yu was in a seaside town, he arrived there the next morning.

Song Yu left in anger that year. He first studied and studied painting in Country Y, and then came here to settle down. Now he is considered a slightly famous painter.

After so many years, Song Yu is still single like him.

If he really wanted to find a reason for Song Yu's singleness, Ji Siming felt that it was all his fault.

This place is so beautiful. Except for the salty smell in the air, which I don’t like, the scenery and architectural style are both eye-catching.

Walking on the path paved with bluestones and looking at the kittens basking in the sun on the roadside can make people feel peaceful and temporarily forget all the worries and noises.

Ji Siming did not bring his bodyguard or secretary. He looked for the house number alone and came to the outside of a courtyard with a two-story building.

He first looked up and looked inside, then rang the old manual doorbell.

After ringing it once, there was no movement in the room.

Ji Siming shook it again. Just when he was wondering if the person inside was not at home, Song Yu came back with a vegetable basket.

"Ji Siming?"

Song Yu called out with some uncertainty.

After so many years, Song Yu is no longer the young girl who first fell in love.

No matter how much she hated or was angry with the person in front of her, those emotions gradually faded over time, not to mention that she had liked him for so many years.

Therefore, Song Yu has been able to communicate with Ji Siming normally in these years. Although she cannot call him brother as intimately as before, she will not ignore him and show all her anger and hatred towards him on her face.

Ji Siming turned around and saw Song Yu's eyes brightening, "Xiao Yu, I'm wondering if I should go to town to find you."

Song Yu was obviously stunned for a moment. He had never called himself that before. When he was young, he would call her sister, but in recent years, he calls her Song Yu.

However, this is just a title.

"Are you here on a business trip?" Song Yu asked.

Ji Siming shook his head, "I came here to find you. I have something I want to tell you."

Song Yu was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said: "Come in and sit down."

After chatting for so long and still coming in, Ji Siming almost thought he was going to be rejected.

Song Yu's yard is not big, very simple and elegant, with a small vegetable garden on the left and a lawn and garden on the right.

Her easel was placed on the lawn, next to a small table for afternoon tea.

It can be seen that people like her spend the New Year very peacefully and comfortably.

"Have you had breakfast?" Song Yu asked him.

It's still early now, less than eight o'clock.

Ji Siming: "No." He got up at around five o'clock and came over without eating anything.

"Then sit down for a while and I'll cook you a bowl of dumplings."

"good."

Song Yu entered the kitchen, and Ji Siming didn't just sit there, but started walking around the hut.

This place is far away from the city. Although it is remote, it is full of life.

So comfortable.

Ji Siming closed his eyes and enjoyed the feeling of the breeze blowing on his face.

"He" has been too tired over the past few decades, and this long dream also made him particularly tired.

At this moment, both his body and mind were relaxed as never before.

very nice.

Ji Siming stood in the yard for a while and then heard Song Yu calling him from the window, "You can have breakfast."

Ji Siming turned to smile at her, and then entered the small restaurant with anticipation.

Song Yu had obviously already eaten. He just cooked breakfast for him and sat beside him to accompany him.

Sister Xiaoyu's skills are pretty good. She has been practicing outside for many years.

After eating the dumplings and drinking the tea Song Yu had prepared for him on the way, Ji Siming sighed with great satisfaction and said, "I'm going to wash the dishes."

Song Yu: "No need."

She looked at him with questioning eyes, "Do you have anything important to do when you come here this time?"

Nowadays, communication is so advanced that if anything happens, you can communicate immediately with your mobile phone, so Song Yuting can't figure out why he came here.

Ji Siming smiled and said, "Let's talk after we wash the dishes."

He insisted on washing the bowl he was eating from, but Song Yu didn't say anything more and handed him an apron.

A man wearing a dark blue haute couture suit, with his sleeves rolled up and a floral-printed apron wrapped around his body, stood by the pool.

Mr. Ji, who usually dominates the shopping mall, is now washing dishes in the kitchen like a good family man.

Song Yu looked at him, her thoughts a little dazed. Once upon a time, when she was a silly girl, she had also imagined such a scene.

After Ji Siming washed the dishes and took off his apron, he smiled and asked Song Yu, "Can you teach me how to draw?"

Song Yu: "You came here just to let me teach you how to draw?"

Ji Siming nodded.

Song Yu: "Is it very important?"

Ji Siming: "Yes, I want to draw comic strips that can tell stories."

Song Liao looked at him puzzled.

Ji Siming smiled and said: "I want to clarify the misunderstanding many years ago to a girl and express my love to her in the form of painting."

Song Yu was startled. He suppressed the anger and bitterness in his heart and said with a smile: "Okay, but it only takes two hours. I have other things to do after that."