Rebirth System: Learning makes me happy

Without giving Tian Tian a chance to ask further questions, Zheng Yinqiu asked in a low voice:

"Did Qingqing come to school today?"

Tian Tian didn't care and said directly:

"No, don't you know that Qingqing has asked for leave these days?"

Jiang Nian: “Ah?”

Zheng Yinqiu: “Ah?”

Tian Tian: "When the teacher called Qingqing's name yesterday, she mentioned that she had asked for sick leave. We asked the teacher after class and she said that Qingqing's boyfriend asked for it for her. It seemed that Qingqing was not feeling well."

Without them asking any more questions, Tian Tian blurted out everything.

"We talked to Qingqing on the phone at noon. Although it was President Yu who answered the phone, we heard Qingqing say 'don't worry'. However, her voice was a little weak, so we didn't bother her anymore."

Tian Tian spread her hands and said, "Anyway, with President Yu here, Qingqing will definitely be well taken care of."

"By the way, are you here to see Qingqing?"

Jiang Nian silently covered his burning face:

"Well, we were a little worried when we couldn't contact her, but we were relieved to know that she was 'recovering from illness'."

This statement is somewhat ambiguous, Zheng Yinqiu added:

"With President Yu taking care of Qingqing, we have nothing to worry about."

Tian Tian nodded in agreement.

At this moment, Su Qingqing, who was "taken care of" very well by President Yu, was lying on the bed, watching him control the robot to change the carpet.

Yu Xingye put down the tablet and kissed Su Qingqing on the face.

"Be good, baby, don't worry, you can still use it after you wash it."

Su Qingqing slapped him on the chest and her face turned as red as a boiled shrimp.

"I want a new one!"

Yu Xingye smiled and kissed her fingertips, looked at her watery eyes, and said softly:

"Baby don't like it?"

Just as Su Qingqing was about to nod, she heard him deliberately lower his voice and say:

"I quite like it."

Yu Xingye replayed the image of Su Qingqing trembling and crying on the pure white carpet in his mind, and his phoenix eyes, which had been bent just now, suddenly gloomy.

He pressed Su Qingqing down and kissed her.

"The way the baby lies on it is very, very beautiful."

……

When Su Qingqing woke up again, she found herself lying on a huge sofa.

She put the blanket covering her body on the armrest, adjusted the black cheongsam embroidered with roses that she had put on at some point, and looked up at the room.

This room is full of fantasy and romance, and being in it feels like being in a fairy tale world.

There were white curtains hanging on the windows of the room. The sunlight shone through the curtains into the room, making Su Qingqing feel warm and comfortable.

The walls of the room were painted light pink, and a huge crystal chandelier hung from the light blue ceiling, which looked like countless stars twinkling brightly.

The ground was covered with a soft white carpet. Su Qingqing stood up, and her white and tender feet were wrapped in soft fluff, giving her the feeling of stepping on clouds.

In the corner of the room stands a light blue princess bed covered with pink sheets and quilts, as well as several cute stuffed toys.

There is a white bedside table next to the bed, with a pink table lamp and a storybook on it.

Su Qingqing picked up a star-shaped pillow from the bed and held it in her arms, looking at the storybook curiously.

The cover shows a very cute little fox. Just like her, it is holding the stars, half lying in the white clouds, and looking at her curiously.

When he opened the cover, what caught his eye was the handwriting that Su Qingqing was so familiar with.

She looked at it carefully and found that the usually sharp pen strokes had become a little softer, which made her instantly imagine in her mind Yu Xingye writing with soft brows and a smile on his lips.

【A fairy tale for you】

Su Qingqing smiled with her eyes curved, turned to the next page and read it carefully.

All the stories in this book were short stories that Yu Xingye had improvised to put her to sleep.

Now he had written it all down stroke by stroke, and there were even many blank pages left at the back, as if waiting for him to fill them up slowly.

Su Qingqing lovingly took the storybook into her arms, then walked briskly to the other side and looked carefully at the pure white wardrobe that filled the entire wall.

She pushed gently, and the wardrobe slowly opened, revealing pairs of couples' pajamas inside.

Yes, the whole closet is full of pajamas.

The only shirts he could wear outside were in Yu Xingye's size.

Su Qingqing was very helpless, but the strong smile between her eyebrows showed her inner joy at a glance.

Su Qingqing closed the wardrobe and walked towards the last area that needed to be explored.

She sat down in the large office chair and opened the only thing on the desk——

laptop.

The screen lights up and you need to enter the power-on password.

[Who is Yu Xingye's favorite person? ]

Su Qingqing blushed and typed her name.

【correct answer】

【What day is today?】

Su Qingqing: [Su Qingqing’s birthday]

【wrong answer】

A hint of surprise flashed across Su Qingqing's face. She thought for a moment and added three words.

【Su Qingqing's 19th birthday】

【correct answer】

【What is your baby's birthday wish? 】

Su Qingqing poked the computer screen amusedly.

She could have regarded the answers to the previous two questions as the power-on password set by Yu Xingye in advance, but this question was so subjective that it was obvious that Yu Xingye had been controlling the computer in real time.

【Please answer seriously. 】

This is not even pretending.

Su Qingqing buried her face in the pillow and chuckled, leaving only a pair of bright eyes staring at the camera with a red light on the computer screen.

After a while, she typed this sentence seriously.

[I want Yu Xingye to love me more every day than yesterday. ]

[Wish completion progress 170 days/??????]

Su Qingqing bent her fingers and tapped the screen:

"Xingxing, take a screenshot of this sentence. I want to keep it as a souvenir!"

The screen was silent for a moment, and a new conversation emerged.

【Screenshot completed.】

Su Qingqing raised the corners of her mouth in satisfaction.

【Happy birthday, baby】

This sentence stayed for 19 seconds, and then the computer screen went dark instantly.

The baby's tiny sobs slowly began to sound.

Su Qingqing felt that the crying sounded familiar.

Before she could recall, the screen lit up and a cute and delicate little boy was looking at her with his round almond-shaped eyes.

"Hubby, come quickly! Xiao Ye, open your eyes!"

It's a very gentle female voice.

"Let me see, let me see."

The young version of Mother Zheng quickly flashed across the camera, and then a slender, white hand appeared in the camera, teasing Yu Xingye.

"Brother, I am your sister."

At this time, a big hand reached out and carefully touched Yu Xingye's cheek.

"Xiao Ye, I am your father. When you grow up, you must protect your mother and sister with your father."

Mother Yu coughed lightly and said with a smile:

"I have you, Xiaojin has the boy from the Zheng family, and when our Xiaoye grows up, the most important thing is to take care of your lover."

"what"

"Oh my, Xiaoye is responding to us." Mother Yu laughed happily, "He must be a henpecked husband."

Then the scene changed, and a slightly older Yu Xingye appeared.

He stood in front of the bed with his short legs, his cute and delicate face expressionless, giving him the demeanor of someone who should stay away from strangers as he grew up.

"Mom, am I making your body feel worse?"

Mother Yu said repeatedly:

"of course not!"

She was coughing excitedly, and the camera in her hand was shaking so much that it made people feel uneasy.

But after she recovered a little, she hugged Yu Xingye the first thing she did.

"Xiao Ye, you must remember that it is because of you that your mother has the motivation to fight the disease. You are my most precious baby."

"I love you."

Then there were photos and videos of him when he was three, four, five, and up to nine years old.

Su Qingqing looked at his increasingly indifferent expression and felt her heart aching. Her face was already covered with tears.

But the next moment, Yu Xingye's gentle voice sounded, and along with it appeared a photo of her wrapped in swaddling clothes.

"My baby is born."