The Ace Girl of Campus Rebirth

Xiang Weixiao said this, but he still didn't get a reply from Si Tong.

"Thank you too, sister." The little girl held a dozen Bianhua flowers and bowed politely to Sitong. Her face was dirty and she was wearing dirty clothes that had been patched countless times as she ran away.

Running ten meters away from Sitong, the little girl turned around and smiled shyly: "My name is Wu Sixi, sister can call me Xiaoxi."

Xiao Xi is lively and cute, but she is not clean at all. Usually, few girls in their youth are willing to get close to such a little girl.

Si Tong has a beautiful girlish face, and her whole body is clean, but she doesn't shy away from Xiao Xi.

What's even more surprising is that Si Tong will ignore the group of teenagers next to him of the same age.

"Your brother is not going to die." Sitong was in a state of confusion. She looked sideways at Xiao Xi with lowered eyes. Instead of saying goodbye, she said this.

How can anyone suddenly say "your brother will not die" when saying goodbye to someone?

Several people stood aside and stared at Sitong, becoming more and more surprised and suspicious.

What's going on with Sitong?

"Sister knows about my brother? My brother will get better, right? The doctor said that my brother needs major surgery, which will be very dangerous and dangerous. If it fails, he will die, so I pick a flower for my brother every day.

"This way, if my brother is happy every day, he won't want to leave us. Sister, my brother won't die, right?"

The little girl's sincere gaze was unbearable for everyone present.

Xiaoxi is still young and very naive.

But her brother was about to enter the operating room, and even the doctor had issued a danger notice. Who could guarantee that the man would come out of the operating room alive?

"Hey, Sitong..." Xiang Weixiao called out to Sitong.

I wanted to tell Si Tong to stop talking nonsense.

After all, this kind of thing that may make Xiao Xi despair after giving her hope is really heartbreaking.

She is not the God of Death, nor is she the Prince of Hell. Don't say such uncertain things.

"Yes, he won't die." Xiang Weixiao called out to Si Tong. Several people around him also felt that these words should not be said nonsense, but Si Tong answered Xiao Xi firmly.

"Thank you, sister. I knew my brother wouldn't die. I'm going to tell him not to be afraid. After he finishes the operation, he will go home with his mom and dad."

Waving to Sitong with the Bianhua flower on hand, Xiao Xi turned around and ran away happily.

"I said you..." Xiang Weixiao pointed at Sitong with his finger, and finally took it back, feeling extremely helpless.

The gentle Ling Yichen kept smiling, patted Xiang Weixiao on the shoulder, and praised Si Tong: "Her starting point is good."

When Xiang Weixiao and Ling Yichen were talking.

Sitong had already leaned down and placed his hand on the Bianhua flower in the flower bed.

The coquettish red Hibiscus flowers have already filled the flowerbed, and a few Hibiscus flowers are so crowded that they hang upside down from the flowerbed like weeping willows.

"Do you like this kind of flower very much?" Seeing Sitong staring at the flower, An Cili, who was 1.83 meters tall, stepped forward. His pair of sneakers, which were 40 yards long, accentuated his youthful look.

"My dad grew all the flowers nearby. If you like it, you can pick it as you like." He said with a rather arrogant tone.

Si Tong has straightened his back.

"No need." Si Tong was indifferent. When she finished speaking, she turned around, flicking her long straight black hair to the side, and the person gradually moved away, "Take care of them."

Ask someone to take care of the flowers?

Sitong's behavior is really puzzling.

An Cili turned her head, pulled her lower lip, and looked at Wei Xiao, "Is this the adopted daughter your father brought back? Could it be that your father secretly had an illegitimate child outside?"

That's why you have such a cold personality. Shouldn't a normal person be so cold?

Xiang Weixiao smiled: "No way, my father can't give birth to such a beautiful illegitimate daughter."

Ling Yichen smiled knowingly: "She has a cold personality, but she is still a kind-hearted girl."

Ling Yichen didn't know that in the near future, he would extremely regret saying such words.