Rebirth 90s: Sweetheart Cub

Chapter 392 I said that the hand ran out by itself, do you believe it or not?

"Grandma, grandpa, uncle Gui, are you really leaving? I won't even be able to eat hot food when I go home without you!"

"You can take me with you, man, as long as you have the ability, you can expand your territory wherever you go!"

"I want to see the new world too!"

"You didn't tell the truth to your parents about this matter. How can I explain to them later? I won't take the blame!"

A man in his thirties ran away with a look of eagerness to try.

Qiqi used to have a systematic matter, and this time she told her family members in detail.

The big guy already knew the ins and outs, so he had no objection to her choice.

Support her not only with words, but also with actions.

Without that "system", the present Qiqi, the present Taoxi Village, and everything else might be in a different situation.

The Millennium Record of the Fruit of Grace.

It's even more reasonable.

Those who knew the inside story in the fenced yard quickly made their own choices, and they all accompanied Qiqi there!

Yan Xi was actually the first to raise her hand to sign up, but was ignored by everyone.

Everyone can go, only he can't.

Yan Xi was extremely dissatisfied, Linmen wanted to make a move.

The old man waved his cane in front of him, and said with a tiger face, "What are you going to, do you really think we are going on a trip? You can come back after it is over? This is a farewell, a farewell! Do you understand! Move to the side and don't come over! Don't wait It will be mistakenly received in the tunnel!

Zhang Xifeng said with a smile, "I'm an old woman, I have no worries, I can follow Qiqi wherever she is, otherwise I'll be worried every day if I stay here."

Uncle Gui, "I'm paid, so I can't go, Second Young Master, bye."

Yanxi, "..."

Fu Yanchi raised her forehead, "Stop making trouble, you can't leave, your parents are getting old, and there is always someone to take care of them, so you should stay here and do your filial piety for me."

"Why don't I go and you stay and do my filial piety!"

"Because I'm Qiqi's father, and you're just Qiqi's uncle."

"..."

"Heizi is a man who can take on great responsibilities. He is loyal in his bones. Heizi needs to listen to his opinions. His business acumen is several notches higher than yours. In the capital, Yanqin can now take care of himself. Your burden is not as heavy as you think."

Yanxi wanted to go berserk again.

Fu Yanchi, that bastard, wanted to poke his heart before he left.

"Uncle," finally, Qiqi stepped forward and hugged the man who was about to cry, "Mom and I just went over there to wait for you, see you then."

"I'll see you when the time comes? I don't know if your father's dream is reliable... Besides, twenty years is not short, Qi Qi."

On the night when Qiqi came back to inform her of her choice, Fu Yanchi and Song Yueliang had the same dream, which was related to a twenty-year period.

At that time, all relatives will naturally be able to meet again.

Yan Xi was dubious about this dream, and even more suspected that Fu Yanchi was lying to him in order to let him stay.

"It's not short, will I see 8899 then?" The little girl pretended to be playful.

Yanxi, "..."

"Time is running out, let's go." Fu Yanchi also came over at this time. For the first time in so many years, he reached out to hug Brother Erha, and patted him on the shoulder, "See you then!"

The light of the aperture gradually dimmed, and finally disappeared with the people in the fenced courtyard.

In the middle of the night, in the fenced yard, a man in his thirties squatted in the yard and cried for a long time.

After waiting for twenty years, when he met Fu Yanchi, he insisted on letting the old man beat him to death with a cane!

Son of a bitch!

He is so sad alone!

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooo!"

"Why is there such a miraculous thing, woo woo woo—!"

"Twenty years later, my hair will be gray, Fu Yanchi will still be in his thirties, right? Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!"

...

September 12, 2026.

Kyoto International High School.

"Xiao Li, watch the ball! Hurry up, shoot, score!!"

On the school football field, a group of teenagers are playing football, and the scene is lively.

The tallest boy on the court was wearing a simple autumn school uniform. His white shirt was already wet with sweat, and even his hair was damp.

The soft light of the setting sun shone on his face, outlining his handsome and unruly facial features, and the hormones emitted during exercise could make a girl's heart beat at a glance.

After catching the pass, a handsome hook scored.

Immediately there were screams and shouts from outside the stadium.

At the end of a hearty ball game, Xiao Li walked slowly to the side of the stand, brushed his hair casually to get rid of the sweat.

"Xiao Li, give you water." A delicate voice sounded behind him, and a slender white jade hand appeared in front of him, holding a bottle of water in it.

Xiao Li turned his eyes, glanced at the girl's pure and soft smile, and said nothing.

He picked up the half bottle of water that had been placed in the stands before, unscrewed it, and took a big gulp.

The girl's face froze, she forced a smile and took her hand back.

"Ah Li, what's the matter, didn't you get it?" The sunshine boy ran over at this time, putting his hand on Xiao Li's shoulder.

I don't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, but it happened to separate the girl who was still standing there.

"It's okay." Xiao Li said, his eyes dazzled at the bruises on his arm, "You said I was hit by a ball?"

"...You really don't remember? Just a few days ago, you can't be so forgetful, right?" Ning Zi's mouth twitched.

He said that Ah Li has become more and more strange recently.

Why, did you suffer from Alzheimer's disease in advance?

Xiao Li frowned, but he really didn't have the slightest memory of the injury in his mind.

For some reason, he always felt that he seemed to have forgotten something, and it was a very important thing.

For this reason, he even inquired among the people close to him, but was caught by the old man in the family and complained.

Headache.

"What is your name, Qiqi? Why are you still here? Can you have some insight? We, Young Master Xiao, really don't want to see you!" Ning Zi choked at the girl who was standing there and refused to leave.

Xiao Li didn't want to see what happened to Qiao Qiqi, and no one in the school knew about it in the past two years.

As a result, Ning Zi felt annoyed seeing this person now, and didn't even want to call her full name.

Like a ghost, he appears and disappears like a shadow.

Still not giving up?

Just as he was about to open his mouth to chase away people again, he was hit on the back of the head suddenly.

Snapped--

The sound is crisp.

"..." Ning Zi rubbed the back of his head in disbelief, "You hit me?!"

Xiao Li, "..."

Looking at the hand he slapped, he frowned, "I said it ran out by itself, do you believe it?"

"...I believe you a ghost! Dude, I'll cut the peach blossoms for you, but you beat your own people!"

"Let's go, please eat and apologize."

Xiao Li had a headache.

I can't explain it.

The hand really ran out by itself, and it was out of control for an instant.

He couldn't figure out why, damn it.

For the sake of the young official's personal apology, Mr. Ning Zi doesn't remember the villain's fault, so it's his turn to go.

On the way, I suddenly remembered something.

"Hey, I heard that there is a transfer student from Class 3 today. He looks really pretty! We will have a self-study later, let's take a look?"

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