After the adopted daughter of a wealthy family was reborn, everyone was cremated

It's early morning after snow, at the gate of No. Lieutenant Colonel.

Hua Zhan got out of the car and saw An Jing holding a large bag of things in his hand. He strode up behind him and said, "Are you going to imitate your sister and move to the school?"

"It belongs to my sister." An Jing glanced at him and walked forward without stopping.

"Your sister." Hua Zhan took a serious look at the thing in his hand, "Shen Shen, do you want some help?"

"It's not sinking. It's getting cold, so I asked someone to help her pack some clothes."

Hua Zhan looked at An Jing and looked in the direction of the girls' dormitory building, "Why, she didn't go home on the weekend. Is she working so hard?"

"She is at grandma's house on the weekend." When dad called his sister on Friday, he was there. Knowing that her sister didn't want to go home yet, dad was a little angry.

My mother said with a cold face, "If you don't come back, don't come back again."

An Jing was heartbroken at that time. He knew that his mother had a bad temper. In the past, his younger sister had always been submissive and her younger sister was obedient. The two of them rarely had conflicts.

now……

He felt that his sister would no longer listen to his mother on everything like before. He didn't know when the suddenly incompatible relationship between his mother and his sister would melt.

In fact, it wasn't a big deal, but he didn't dare to think about it actively.

"It's at grandma's house." When they reached the fork in the road, Hua Zhan saw An Jing carrying a bag towards the girls' dormitory building. After thinking about it, he chased after him, "I'll accompany you."

An Jing handed him the bag in his hand, "Just hold it for a while, you're tired."

Hua Zhan put his hands in the pockets of his down jacket and laughed angrily at An Jing's bossy look, "I can't accompany you, so I have to be your bag-carrying boy, right?"

"It's not my bag." An Jing was about to take back his hand, "If you don't take it, then don't go. It's useless."

It has snowed for two consecutive days, and the campus of No. Middle School looks like a world of ice and snow.

Even though there was thin sunlight peeking out from the clouds and the cold wind touching my skin, it still hurt like needle pricks. It was so cold.

An Jing wore gloves when carrying the bag. Hua Zhan didn't, but he still took his hand out of his pocket and took the bag from An Jing, "Okay, okay, I'll carry it, isn't that enough?"

The two of them walked towards the dormitory together, attracting many girls coming out of the dormitory to look at them along the way.

When the two of them stood at the door of dormitory building 7, they attracted the attention of many girls.

"It's Hua Zhan and An Jing!"

"Who are you talking about?"

"Hua Zhan and An Jing, the school boss and his school boss brothers."

"Where is it?"

"Downstairs, they were standing at the door of our dormitory with bags, as if they were waiting for someone."

"Oh my god, are you waiting for the girls in our building?"

Some girls who had just come out of the dormitory and had not yet come downstairs were standing upstairs and saw An Jing and Hua Zhan appearing at the door of the 7th dormitory. They couldn't help but excitedly turned around and called their roommates who were still in the dormitory to come out and watch them. .

More and more girls upstairs and downstairs stood watching Hua Zhan and Anjing Anjing waiting at the door of dormitory building 7. There were also many girls peeking out of the windows of building in front of building , looking at them with wide eyes.

"Tell me, did they come here today and fall in love with a girl in our building?"

"It's possible~"

"It's really possible. They are all day students and have never been to the dormitory before."

"Wait, don't leave, let's see who they are waiting for first."

An Ran received the message from An Jing and came out of the 411 dormitory. All she heard were the girls in the dormitory discussing why An Jing and Hua Zhan were here.

I had a headache for a while, so I accidentally asked An Jing to send me clothes.

However, it was really because it had snowed in the past two days and he couldn't bear it if he was not allowed to bring some clothes from home.

"Why hasn't your sister come yet?" Hua Zhan and An Jing were standing at the door of the dormitory, and they heard the girls around them chattering and looking at what they were discussing.

That kind of gossip and surprised look are very easy to guess.

There was nothing he was not used to, except that it was really cold to hold the bag with bare hands. After standing for a while, he felt that his hands were frozen, like ice cubes, and he was almost unconscious.

"It's too cold, you..." To help, before he finished speaking, Hua Zhan saw An Ran coming downstairs with his head lowered, and immediately retracted his hand that was reaching out to An Jing.

An Jing gave him a confused look.

"It's okay, your sister is here." Hua Zhan sneered.

An Jing didn't say anything, turned to look at An Ran, and when she got closer, he reached out to take the bag from Hua Zhan and hand it to her, but found a lot of resistance.

"I'll give it to her." Hua Zhan continued to smile, but his gums clenched tightly unconsciously, "I've been holding it for so long, it won't take more than a moment."

An Jing glanced up at him and snatched the bag from his hand, "I'll give it to her."

When An Ran came over, she saw Hua Zhan carrying his own baggage. He was about to talk to him later when he saw An Jing snatching the bag from his hand.

"Brother." An Ran reached out to An Jing and said politely to Hua Zhan, "Thank you."

"You're welcome." Hua Zhan smiled.

"Did your parents say anything?" An Ran asked An Jing, grabbing the bag of clothes in her hand.

"They tell you to keep warm in school."

This was certainly not something An Tu and Mrs. An would have thought of. In her entire life, An Ran had never experienced from her adoptive parents the kind of care that ordinary parents care for their children.

They don't care if she is warm or cold, they only care about what they want.

"Oh~ I will pay attention." This was a polite question, but An Ran was too lazy to be serious. "It's getting cold. You should go back to the classroom quickly."

"Have you had breakfast?" An Jing glanced at An Ran and found that she was wearing quite thick clothes, even her neck was bare. "She didn't even bring a scarf when she came out."

"There are no scarves in the dormitory." An Ran took the bag and was about to turn around and go upstairs.

An Jing reacted, "There's it in the bag. I'll get it for you. Remember to wear it in class later."

"I know, bye." An Ran waved to An Jing, despite the curious glances of countless girls along the road, and then shouted loudly, "Brother, please go back quickly."

"Brother?" The girls around them indeed withdrew their ambiguous glances, and their expressions changed to surprise and curiosity, "So she is Sister An Jing?"

"It's my sister." Many girls' eyes changed from being picky about An Ran before, "No wonder she is so good-looking!"

"Yes, yes, she is so beautiful, so tall, so thin, so fair..."

"Short hair, so cool."

"You know she's the school sweetheart. Don't you mind her short hair? She's the little girl?"

"No way, don't talk nonsense."

"Sister An Jing used to live in our building. I didn't know it before."

Once the relationship between the two parties is no longer competitive, and from a different perspective, the girls who originally thought An Ran was An Jing or Hua Zhan's girlfriend, but were inevitably jealous and hostile to her, became friendly to her. 1314