Rebirth and Revenge: It turns out that the school hunk has a crush on me

Qin, who was not "recommended" by the fashionable 70-year-old lady, said stubbornly: "We have always watered it this way at home..."

But this statement inexplicably sounded less confident.

The kitchen window is on the other side of the yard, and the two are adjacent. As long as the window is opened wide enough, you can hear everything that happens in the yard.

"Wow—" A small splash of water flew over the roof and landed on the kitchen counter with the windows wide open...

Qi Wenyuan was thinking about the source of this "always": all the information showed that Yu'er's mother, Bai Yuru, was a real lady from a wealthy family who was cultivated by Yu'er's grandmother with money. Considering her weaker physical condition after marriage, the possibility that she could dance with a four-meter-long rubber tube with great vigor was basically non-existent...

It seems that his former father-in-law was a "good father" for several years.

"Ah--"

The delicate branches and tender leaves of Nepeta lie helplessly on the white jade chopping board, which is its cradle before its final fate comes.

The short-lived warmth was like the last warm flame that the little match girl enjoyed before she froze to death. It was of no use except making her feel deeper despair: “I could have endured the darkness if I had never seen the sun.”

With her slender fingers holding the kitchen knife, she chopped up a handful of fresh, juice-oozing hyssop segments.

He changed his mind temporarily, but he made up his mind not to tell the little girl about the matter entrusted by Qiyun Villa until there was a clear result.

The blow of a false alarm is worse than having nothing at all.

Qi Wenyuan washed his hands inch by inch and stood in front of the wooden door of the courtyard.

"Is it pretty? A rainbow."

A dreamy rainbow appeared on the crystal clear water column, and the "Rainbow Maker" pinched the water pipe with one hand and splashed it freely.

"That's great. Yu'er can go to the school anniversary party to perform the dragon dance. Do you want me to take a picture of you?" Qi Wenyuan wiped his clean palm and lay the phone waiting to be used.

His serious nonsense of praise and encouragement made Qin Yu blush. She, a big flowery water column, said that she was really tarnishing the efforts of the inheritors of the intangible cultural heritage by saying that she was dancing with the dragon...

"No, this kind of rainbow often appears when I water the plants."

"Then the meal is ready, do you want to eat first?"

Qi Wenyuan saw a smile on her lips, but her eyes, which often disdained to lie, were not smiling. Her eyes were empty, like a princess who had been sleeping on a soft bed for hundreds of years and slowly woke up. What she saw when she opened her eyes was a devastated land. Her relatives also left one by one because they could not bear the loneliness of the long river of time, leaving her with only a castle with a gorgeous shell.

No one is willing to exchange the love of their parents for a peaceful life of wealth and glory, but many people have given it a name that has been used throughout history as a common complaint - you look fine, you have good food, good drinks and good things to do, so how can you become depressed?

In her previous life, she watched herself walk into a dead end step by step... This time, there was no need to do that. She had already experienced it: death is not easy. At least her heart has stopped beating, but her soul is still in pain as if it is being split apart.

I suddenly lost my appetite, but I changed my mind instantly after seeing the delicious noodles!

"I'm so hungry. You're so awesome! Yuanyuan - if you're not a CEO, you must be a chef! This is a huge loss to the food industry!"

Qin Yu was so hungry that he fainted. He boasted nonsense and started to slurp noodles like a storm.

The corners of someone's mouth twitched quietly after being praised as "very good", and the same thing happened in the dark...

After Qin Yu finished two large bowls, Qi Wenyuan asked quietly, "Yu'er, is my cooking better? Or is the uncle's cooking at the restaurant you're going to eat at on Saturday better?"

"Ah--huh?" Qin Yu was stunned after putting the last bite of the fragrant egg into her mouth. "You mean Tu Mingzhi's father? Then--then of course your cooking skills are good!"

The person who was praised chewed his noodles slowly, not looking very happy: "Oh, so your brother's name is Tu Zhiming?"

Qin Yu laughed.

Even though she was not very sensitive in this regard, she could still hear that the person on the other side who had poor hearing was being jealous. "Yuanyuan, today's tomatoes are from Grandma Song's garden. The tomato seeds were sent by Grandma Song through a friend at the Nanyun Agricultural Research Institute. The tomatoes grown are all high mountain tomatoes from Nanyun. They have a rich, fragrant and sweet flavor."

Qin Yu's red lips opened and closed, and she said something that seemed to be irrelevant, but Qi Wenyuan still listened seriously.

"I've tasted this tomato, it's very sweet. So, Yuanyuan, are you secretly drinking vinegar?"

Qi Wenyuan's amber eyes looked at Qin Yu from under his willow-like eyebrows, and then he nodded under her interested gaze.

In an instant, Qin Yu's heart melted, and she completely forgot what she wanted to say to tease him - what a little devil!

It was not until Qin, the little spy certified by Grandma Song, spoke out his words like pouring beans that the "fox spirit" on the opposite side slowly wiped her mouth.

"Then go, Yu'er. Although I don't want you to go, you can't go back on your word. Be careful. Since that group of people live next door to their house, you have to be even more careful."

I thought the jealous little guy would say something insulting to his rival, but he just labeled Tu Mingzhi as "untrustworthy" and said nothing about him. He also kept reminding her to be careful and caring about her...

Well, Qin Yu has completely changed sides, and Grandma Song is heartbroken.

"That day, I happened to have a meeting near their house. I'll take you there. Remember to find me if you need anything."

"Okay." Qin Yu nodded and smiled frantically, feeling overwhelmed with emotion.

In the evening, Qin returned to the dormitory as agreed to sleep with her—ah! No, she went to sleep with her roommate.

"Hiss - my memory is so bad. Yuandai, there is one more thing. I also left tickets for Luo Bo and Huang De, but I never remembered to give them to them. Do you have their contact information?"

"Why give it to those two? Isn't that a waste?"

As if it had become a conditioned reflex, Song Yuandai frowned whenever she heard the names of these two people.

"But I reserved tickets for those who were familiar with me during the military training. Yuan Suyou hasn't returned to school yet, so I didn't give her any tickets. Ke Lele didn't get any tickets, so he came to ask for them. I gave them all the tickets..." Qin Yu counted on his fingers while stirring the cement-colored mud film counterclockwise. "Besides, the tickets I reserved for them were for my friend's road show tomorrow. It's the same show as ours. It would be a loss if no one comes to watch..."

"Damn—they got it cheap."

Song Yuandai scooped a large spoonful of the mud film from Qin Yu's bowl and put it on her forehead. "Then I'll contact them. Give me the ticket. I'll wait and give it out before entering tomorrow."

"At the critical moment, it's still Yuan Dai baby who doesn't let us down!" Qin Yu declared excitedly, "Come on, come on, let me massage our hero..."

Song Yuandai enjoyed the service and sighed: "You sound like Qi Xiaochu has lost his temper."