The Ace Girl of Campus Rebirth

Seeing that he was discovered, Sitong didn't panic.

"You? Come down, this, this is so dangerous!" Long Zhaifei waved his hands.

Si Tong just looked down at him.

Standing on the roof of the bus, facing the extremely fast speed, she didn't even have the slightest hint of instability or any other expression.

The girl straightened her body and jumped down.

Very smoothly, I jumped from the roof of the bus, across the circular passage, and returned to the car.

"It's too dangerous, right?" Long Zhaifei quickly stood up on tiptoes and closed the safe passage, accusing Si Tong like a little adult: "Do you have any common sense? Do you also do such dangerous actions?"

Seeing Sitong's eyes lowered, as if he couldn't hear anything, Long Zhaifei stroked his forehead: "Forget it, go back to sleep quickly, let's go."

...

Five o'clock the next day.

The sun has just risen in the east.

The bus pulled into the bus stop in Yongle Province.

The station has arrived.

Si Tong got out of the car.

"Hey, that." Long Zhaifei, who called Si Tong off the roof of the car last night, called to Si Tong:

"We discussed it and planned to go to Donglin County. It has been two months since the last flood. We shouldn't be so unlucky. How about we go together?"

Several of them are travelers.

Si Tong said calmly: "Yeah."

Transferred to a taxi.

In the car, Long Zhaifei asked Sitong: "What's your name?"

After asking, Long Zhaifei added: "We can't always call you a pretty girl, haha."

"Si Tong." came the reply.

Still a light and cold attitude.

"You are really cold, chilly." Xiao Guo exaggeratedly crossed his arms and made an exaggerated expression.

...

Long Zhaifei and his party of five, a couple, three men and two women, were traveling as backpackers.

When traveling around the world, the first stop was Zezhou.

Arrived in Donglin County.

Because there was a flood two months ago, the place has just warmed up a bit, and there are also refugees and homeless people.

We passed several stations, all of which were aid stations.

This is Si Tong’s first time here.

But when she was walking in front towards a small corner of Donglin County, Long Zhaifei and his party behind were stunned: "Have you been here before?"

Why are you so familiar with the roads here?

Sitong couldn't tell: "I haven't."

"All right."

Several people followed Sitong to the basement of a slum.

Si Tong suddenly stopped.

Why does she feel that this place seems familiar.

After leaving Zezhou City, she immediately chose Yongle Province and came to Donglin County, not because she sensed the Sansheng Stone, but because of her intuition.

Standing here, Sitong seemed to be able to predict that perhaps, soon, she would be able to understand her origins.

As the God of Hell, she doesn't know how she was born.

I stood here waiting for a long time, not knowing what Si Tong was going to do.

Long Zhaifei was urged by his friends and said to Sitong: "Then let's say goodbye here first. We are going to play at the beach here. If we have a chance, we will meet again."

The group left.

Si Tong is still standing here.

I stood there until the sun set in the evening.

Only then did an old man with a hunchback come walking this way, pulling a large sack.

He walked very slowly, and the lines on his face were so deep that he seemed to be terminally ill, but in order to make a living, he had to walk like this, dragging a sack.

Every step I took felt like I had exhausted all my strength.

With a "bang" sound, the contents of the sack fell down.

It's a mineral water bottle.

The old man makes a living by collecting mineral water bottles.

He bent down and was about to pick it up with difficulty.

Sitong leaned over, picked up the mineral water bottle, and handed it to the old man.

"Thank you, thank you, thank you." As the old man said this, his head was shaking uncontrollably, as if he was seriously ill. He took the mineral water bottle and walked towards the slum.

The corner of his clothes was suddenly pulled by someone. The old man staggered and turned his head, only to see Sitong's hopelessly beautiful face reflected in front of his eyes.

It was Sitong, asking the old man: "Have I met you?"