After rebirth, the real daughter became a popular figure by relying on internal competition

Li Zhiyin smiled without looking back: "You knew that, but you still bullied me, right?"

Li Yanlang: “…”

Li Zhiyin stood up and said, "In your eyes, as long as Li Wuyou is happy, it doesn't matter how miserable I am. Actually, you are not ignorant of reason."

Li Yanlang's breathing stagnated, and he lowered his head guiltily: "Yes, I did think so at the beginning. I feel guilty about you, and I have hurt you. You can punish me however you want, as long as you can calm down!"

"Who said I want to punish you?" She tiptoed closer to him, like a fox wagging its tail: "Do you remember the agreement between us?"

Li Yanlang was at a loss for words because of her sudden approach, and leaned back: "W-What agreement?"

Li Zhiyin lowered her voice and guided him to recall: "That night, I said that as long as you do well, I will call you..."

Li Yanlang's heart was moved, and his Adam's apple rolled up and down: "If I do well, you can call me brother."

She nodded like a chicken pecking at rice: "Yes, brother."

Li Yanlang took a step back in fright, looking as if he had seen a ghost!

Her dark eyes flashed with sarcasm: "Brother, you use cold water to wash clothes. Are your hands frostbitten?"

Li Yanlang's expression changed slightly, and he quickly put his hands behind his back: "No."

He didn't know how to respond to her, like a trapped animal in a corner, avoiding her gaze: "It's just a little cracked."

Li Zhiyin picked up his wrist: "Let me check it."

Li Yanlang subconsciously wanted to pull his hand back.

Li Zhiyin pinched his wrist and looked at it in the light.

The lines on the back of his white hands reflected the light of cracked water.

There is indeed some redness and swelling.

Li Zhiyin opened the ointment she carried with her in her bag and said, "It may be a little painful, just bear with it."

Li Yanlang's face changed and he shrank back: "No need——"

The medicinal-smelling ointment was gently rubbed onto the back of his hand.

He was flattered and looked at Li Zhiyin uncertainly.

She lowered her eyes and wiped it for him.

Her movements were gentle and soft, as if his wound was a fragile piece of drawing paper, and she gradually used ointment to repair his affected area.

Li Xinghao stood nearby and watched in amazement.

Did he miss something?

Why did Li Zhiyin suddenly become so gentle?

"Okay." Li Zhiyin put down her hand and said happily, "This ointment is very effective for cracks! Fortunately, I have the habit of carrying it with me."

Li Yanlang awkwardly withdrew his hand, not daring to look at her: "Why are you... so nice to me?"

Li Zhiyin smiled with a smile on her face: "Is that all? I threw away the clothes you worked so hard to wash. Am I insulting you?"

"I was the one who bullied you first." Li Yanlang pursed his lips, feeling guilty: "However you punish me, it's what you deserve. You shouldn't be so nice to me."

She smiled even more happily: "Then how do you know that this is not a way for me to punish you?"

Li Yanlang: "? What?"

"Nothing." She stuffed the ointment into his hand and warned with a smile: "I won't go home, don't waste your efforts. Next time you come, I will insult you once. If you don't want to be insulted, just go away, brother."

Li Yanlang looked at her in shock, holding the ointment tightly in his five fingers.

Her smile disappeared and she turned and left.

Only the two brothers were left in the lounge.

Li Xinghao felt a little uneasy: "Brother, there's something wrong with Li Zhiyin. She seems poisonous. I think she's very good at stirring up trouble - what are you doing?"

Li Yanlang picked up the hospital gown from the trash can and brushed off the non-existent dust on it.

Li Xinghao's scalp tingled when he saw his action: "She doesn't want this thing anymore, why are you picking it up?"

"She doesn't want it, but I do." Li Yanlang folded the clothes and said calmly, "She asked me to wash them because she wanted to keep them as a souvenir. Since she doesn't want to keep them, I'll keep them as a souvenir."

Li Xinghao's eyes widened: "You are stupid, she didn't want to keep it as a souvenir, she was just teasing you!"

Li Yanlang froze while folding his clothes: "I know she's playing a trick on me."

He wanted to grab the clothes tightly, but he clenched his fist instead, not wanting to wrinkle the folded hospital gown, and muttered to himself: "I knew from the beginning..."

What else did Li Yanlang say next?

Li Xinghao didn't hear clearly.

He just had a very obvious feeling that his elder brother was different from before.

It’s all because of Li Zhiyin!

Li Xinghao ran out of the lounge in annoyance, looked around, and found Li Zhiyin's figure around the corner.

He quickened his pace and walked over. Just as he was about to talk to her, he saw a blue-haired boy coming to greet Li Zhiyin from the door: "Hello, Shen Zhiyin."

The young man showed a harmless smile, and his expression actually had a bit of Yan Juexia's flavor.

It was as if he was deliberately imitating Yan Juexia's smile.

Li Xinghao quickly hid in the corner.

Who is this person?

They were still wearing their school uniforms.

He had never seen it.

The blue-haired boy's hair was fluffy and casual, not overly groomed, and his tie was tied loosely.

It is precisely this casualness that makes him seem free and unrestrained.

Li Zhiyin glanced up and down at the blue-haired boy: "You are the first one to call me Shen Zhiyin."

The boy smiled and handed her a lychee-flavored lollipop: "That's great, I'll treat you to some candy! You love sweets the most, right?"

Li Zhiyin didn't take it, looking cold: "I don't eat food given by strangers."

The blue-haired boy was surprised, but not angry: "It doesn't matter, we will know each other from now on. My name is Sixteen."

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sixteen?

She was suspicious: "Just Sixteen? No last name?"

Sixteen smiled and nodded: "Yes, I am the first generation of mechanically bred children. Mechanically bred children do not have surnames."

Li Zhiyin suddenly understood.

Nowadays, technology is becoming more and more mature. It is no longer necessary to give birth to a child in person. Mechanical reproduction is possible with just sperm and eggs.

Lianyan’s mother really wanted a child like this, but unfortunately her ovaries were removed and she had no eggs, and she didn’t want to use someone else’s, so she never had an heir.

Mechanical breeding has very high requirements and does not require a marriage certificate. Single fathers and single mothers can choose the genes they want from the library to combine with their own genes.

However, in the process of raising a child, parents need to spend enough time with the child in the machine. All nutrients must be injected by the parents themselves. If the child has any problems, the parents have to carry the machine and run around, so as to ensure that the parents have feelings for this artificially bred child.

But the first generation was different.

They are simply experimental subjects in order to mature this technology.

There are no so-called parents to provide nourishment, nor parents to welcome their new life, and they don’t even have names, only numbers.

I didn't expect her to see the real thing.

Shiliu tilted his head to look at her, as if he could see what she was thinking, and the corners of his mouth curved up: "Although I am an artificially bred child, but classmate Shen doesn't need to look at me so intently, right? This is our first meeting, and it's not polite for you to look at me like that."

Li Zhiyin came back to his senses: "But this is not the first time we meet.

Sixteen was startled, and smiled more gently: "Why not? Have you seen me somewhere else?"

Li Zhiyin raised an eyebrow: "You must have seen me."

Sixteen was stunned and narrowed his eyes vigilantly: "What do you mean?"

She took out her transparent sealed bag and stuffed it into his hand: "Your hair fell on my bedside and I forgot to take it away."

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