Reborn As the School Hunk’s Dearest Daughter

When seeing the carved box, the expression on Qin Qing's pretty face showed unexpected shock.

Holding the box full of mud in her hands, her eyes without makeup quickly turned red, and tears fell down in strings.

What are you crying for? Fu Ting was at a loss. She didn't want to see Qin Qing cry, so she reached out to wipe the woman's tears.

Qin Qing held Fu Ting's hand instead, tears blurred her vision, and choked up, So there really is.

Fu Ting opened his eyes wide and looked at her incomprehensibly.

Look. Qin Qing turned the carved box over to Fu Ting, and there was a note on the bottom of the box, which wrote the time when the box was buried.

...It turned out to be five years later.

Fu Ting's eyes froze, and Qin Qing looked at each other in blank dismay, the mother and daughter had the same surprise in the same eyes.

Why does something that will appear five years later appear today.

Qin Qing quickly answered Fu Ting, I had a dream yesterday, and it was buried here three days before my death.

Qin Qing just wanted to find an excuse to spend more time with Fu Ting, so she brought her here to dig, but unexpectedly, they really dug it out.

Fu Ting was stunned, his eyes fell on the carved box, unable to calm down for a long time.

She always felt that she was reborn, so everything she experienced now was different from her previous life.

The appearance of this box made her feel weird.

Qin Qing wiped her eyes, wiped the box clean and put it in Fu Ting's hands, Open it and have a look, this is for you.

Fu Ting pursed her lips, sat on the floor, and opened the carved box with her fingertips trembling.

There is nothing fancy inside, just a transparent wishing bottle filled with stars folded from paper strips.

Qin Qing looked at the wishing bottle, eyes full of nostalgia, and chuckled, I heard from people of the older generation that a person will burst out with a super strong belief before death, and those who hold this belief will piously fulfill their wish Buried under the tree, the next life will come true one by one.

Fu Ting also laughed, That's a lie to children.

Having said that, she still opened the wishing bottle and took apart the stars inside to see.

The first note read:

At X: X, X, X, X, X, X, my child was born. She is really ugly, wrinkled, and has not inherited my beauty at all. Can I stuff her back in my stomach and pretend that she was never born?

Second note:

She is full moon, not as dark as when she was born, but she is skinny, as if I didn't feed her enough, I know it's my poor health that makes her so weak, that's all, mothers don't think their children are ugly, they are born Yes, I will raise her well.

The third note: She is a hundred days old, and the child is very beautiful. She has finally inherited my beauty. When she grows up, she will not worry about not being able to get married. Raising a daughter is too expensive. She raised her white and fat, don't be too thin.

Most of the notes that followed were all about recording every day after Fu Ting was born.

Until the day when Qin Qing knew that she would not live long and decided to send her away, the note folded into a star was wet with tears, and the handwriting was no longer very obvious:

Child, I want to take you to see the stars and the sea of ​​clouds, and give you what I can, but I still have to break my promise.

I send you away, not because I don't want you, but because I hope you grow up healthily and happily.

Last note:

Baby, I don't have the fate to grow up with you in this life. I hope that at the price of my eternal reincarnation, I can get a chance to do it all over again, and tell you personally, I love you