All for Rebirth [Quick Transmigration]

The person calling to stop Song Pei in the car was Song Qi.

Song Pei was taken aback.

How long had she not seen this man?

It seems that the last time we met was in a previous life.

This time around, she never got up, and went to see Song Qi and what that man was thinking.

Coupled with Song Yi, other things are already dispensable to her.

But today, Song Yi is not here, but Song Qi is here.

Song Pei pursed his lips, trying to suppress the bad feeling, and ignored Song Qi.

With five seconds left before the green light, he ran across the road.

While running home, Song Pei thought, if only he had a mobile phone.

However, Song Yi refused to let her take her, saying that she was afraid that she would be distracted at school.

Well now, she can't even contact Song Yi.

I don't know what happened...

Thinking of this, Song Pei ran faster, and the speed was close to that of the 50-meter test.

Song Qi thumped the steering wheel, bit her red lips and cursed.

This little bastard, the old lady kindly picked her up, but she took her kindness like a donkey's liver and lungs!

OK, don't believe me, do you?

Then go and see for yourself.

When you see it clearly, my mother will wait for you to come back crying and beg me.

The man sitting in the co-pilot looked at Song Qi, hesitant to speak.

In fact, even if something like this happened, Song Yi might not fall down...

It's too early to be happy now.

Song Qi saw it, and said angrily: "Why, you want to go down to the rain too?"

The man shook his head immediately.

No, not at all.

The slightly swollen eyelids drooped, covering the little thoughts in the eyes.

Forget it, no matter what, the Song family will not fail.

As long as the Song family does not fall, he will have nothing to worry about.

As for the others, let the Song family fight for themselves.

When Song Pei ran home, the two caretakers came out to meet him.

The two looked anxious, "Miss, you are back!"

Song Pei put down his schoolbag, took the towel, wiped his face, and asked what was going on.

The two said that Miss San was brought back to her home, just before she was going to pick you up.

"He was taken back to his home?"

"Yes, it was brought by the eldest lady."

Song Xin?

Frowning, Song Pei couldn't figure it out.

What is it that can force Song Xin to come and take Song Yi away in person?

Those two people saw that Song Pei was not moving, and they were uncertain, "Miss?"

Song Pei hummed, threw the towel to the two of them, picked up the schoolbag, and said, "I'll go and have a look, you guys take a good look at the house."

"Miss, be careful on the road!"

Song Pei took the umbrella, ran out, and replied, "Got it!"

Song family, living room.

The second old man also informed, but he didn't express his opinion, let alone come over.

So the ones sitting at the top are Song's father and Song's mother.

The one on the old man's side didn't come.

It's okay to watch the excitement, but if it hurts your own excitement, then forget it.

Song Xin and Song Yuan sat in sequence, with different expressions.

But they didn't mean to speak.

Song Yi stood at the end, standing upright.

His face was cold and calm, as if it was still the same as usual.

Father Song raised his hand, and the boxy document was thrown at him with a sharp meaning.

The corner of the document was very sharp, and when it brushed across Song Yi's forehead, a hole was left.

The blood trickled down the opening, past the corner of the eye.

"See for yourself!"

Song Yi lowered his eyes, and his eyes fell on the large characters on the cover of the document on the ground.

Kinship identification report.

With an idea in mind, Song Yi withdrew his gaze and looked at Father Song, "Does Father believe this?"

Father Song was furious and said, "Don't call me father! I have nothing to do with you!"

Song Yi seemed to have never heard of it, and asked Song's mother, "Does mother believe this too?"

Mother Song's hand around the bracelet paused, trembled almost imperceptibly, and stabilized again.

The corners of her lips curled up, her smile was fake and cold, "I can't afford you to call me a mother."

Song Xin and Song Yuan lowered their heads and did not make a sound.

I didn't expect this kind of thing to happen to their Song family.

It's kind of ridiculous.

Father Song was furious. He really didn't expect that there would be a day when he would make a wedding dress for someone.

I went to see Song Yi, but found that she was still calm.

This attitude, which I usually admire the most, is indeed angry no matter how I look at it now.

Out of breath, he grabbed the ashtray at hand and threw it at Song Yi.

I never thought about whether it would hurt someone.

Song Yi didn't intend to hide either.

Song's father taught her these years, and now he has become a trickle of water, and it is understandable to take revenge on her.

But some people don't think so.

As soon as Song Pei walked to the door, he saw an ashtray flying towards him.

Immediately flung the schoolbag, flew out and collided with the ashtray, and all fell to the ground.

Everyone present was taken aback.

Song Pei followed and ran in front of Song Yi, seeing the blood in the corner of her eye, she twitched in distress.

With trembling fingers, he touched the corner of her eye, and the blood had already congealed a bit.

"what's up?"

It's a good birthday, why did you get hurt?

As soon as Song Yi saw her, more than half of the gloom around him disappeared.

Hearing the voice again, the corners of his mouth softened and he smiled.

Reached out to hold Song Pei's, "It's okay."

Song Yuan saw it and didn't respond.

I have long been used to it.

This pair of aunts and nephews usually get along like this.

On the contrary, it was Song Xin who glanced sideways and frowned, not knowing what he was thinking.

Song Pei didn't believe it.

This injury is so obvious, how could it be okay.

Sweeping his eyes to the ground, he saw the document and understood.

Not dear.

These four words suddenly popped up in my mind.

I seem to have heard it somewhere.

Who said it?

Song Pei squatted down, picked up the document, and turned directly to the summary on the last page.

It's a very long paragraph, but it can be summed up in one meaning.

Based on the above identification, Song Yi and Song's father are not related by kinship.

Song Pei wanted to remember who told her that.

But I can't remember.

Not only can't remember, but my head hurts.

Chaos, paragraphs...

"aunt……"

"Lanlan..."

"Little liar..."

"Will..."

"Song Pei, Song Pei..."

"Peppe?"

Song Pei came back to his senses, and when he heard Song Yi's voice in his ear, he was startled again.

strangeness.

What happened to those voices just now?

Familiar, but shouldn't be.

She was just reborn.

Why are there more messy familiarities?

"Peppe?"

Song Yi saw that Song Pei's lips were pale, not at all rosy as usual.

Gently patted her back with his hand, following her step by step.

"It's alright, it's alright."

do not be afraid.

Don't be afraid, I'm here.

Song Pei shook off those voices and slowed down. After waiting for a long time, the pain in his head stopped.

"Peppe, are you okay?"

Song Pei shook his head, "It's okay, I'm okay."

Father Song frowned and brought the focus back.

"In the past two days, you should hand over all the things at hand."

Since you are not from my Song family, you are no longer qualified to take over the affairs of my Song family.

Song Pei grabbed the document and stood up, holding Song Yi firmly.

"Grandpa, are you going to drive my aunt away?"

Father Song looked at her, and walked over without answering, only saying that it was none of her business.

Let Song Pei leave it alone.

Song Pei asked why.

Father Song didn't give an answer and just let them go.

Song Pei wanted to say something to him, but Song Yi stopped him and shook his head.

"Let's go."

Song Pei's hand was so hard that the document paper was all crumpled.

After finally calming down slowly, Song Pei raised his head and smiled at Song Yi, "Well, let's go home together."

Picking up the schoolbag and putting it on his shoulder, Song Pei was about to pull Song Yi out.

"stop."

Song Xin got up and called the two of them to stop.

Song Pei gritted his teeth, angry.

Are these people sick?

Song Yi squeezed her fingers to tell her not to be angry.

Turning around, looking back calmly, "What?"

Song Xin took two steps closer, glanced at Song Pei, and said, "Now that you are no longer a member of the Song family, Song Pei's guardianship rights should also be transferred."

Song Pei bared his teeth at her, "I'm an adult!"

Song Yi held her back, and said three words without any ups and downs in his voice, "Impossible."

After speaking, he led Song Pei away.

You can walk freely.

There is no meaning of nostalgia at all.

Song Yuan shook his head in his heart, hey, it's not exciting enough.

There is no trace of grievances from wealthy families.

At least someone has to cry, doesn't it mean?

When I went out, there was still a driver to deliver it.

After all, Song Pei's surname is Song.

In the car, Song Pei grabbed Song Yi's shoulder and looked at her forehead.

Distressed to death.

"Does it hurt?"

Song Yi shook his head, "It doesn't hurt."

Song Pei couldn't help looking at it, and blew on the wound.

Huh, Huh, it doesn't hurt anymore.

Song Yi was shuddered by her blow, and quickly pulled him to sit down, "How old are you?"

Song Pei pouted, "Three years old."

Song Yi smiled, and patted the back of her head along the way, "It's okay, it really doesn't hurt."

"You always say it doesn't hurt."

It didn't hurt to get shot last time.

The last time I was stabbed, it didn't hurt.

Yes, if you don’t feel pain, you are hardened.

People who don't even have pain nerves, can you know pain?

When they got home, the two caretakers saw that Song Yi had died, and hurriedly surrounded him and came over.

Song Pei waved them away, "Go get the medicine box."

"Yes."

After carrying the medicine box, Song Pei helped Song Yi go upstairs to treat the wound.

"sit down."

Song Yi just sat down beside the bed and was very cooperative.

Song Pei skillfully took out iodophor, dipped in a cotton swab, and gently rolled it around the wound.

I poured some alcohol on a cotton ball and wiped off the dried blood.

She has done this kind of thing many times.

This injury is still the lightest one.

Blow it, dry it, and stick the gauze on it.

Song Pei started, pressed lightly, bared his teeth, and asked Song Yi, "Does it hurt?"

Song Yi cooperated and said, "It hurts."

Song Pei let go, leaned over and kissed the gauze, and asked, "Does it still hurt?"

Song Yi shook his head, no more pain.

Song Pei smiled, sat down beside her, took out the gift from the schoolbag, and handed it to Song Yi.

"birthday present."

Song Yi took over and listened to Song Pei talking beside him while tearing it apart.

Song Pei said, even if it's not relative, it doesn't matter.

Anyway, you have me.

Besides, we're not even close now, so if we two are together publicly one day, there's no reason for them to stop us, right?

So, it's not a dear one, there's no harm at all.

Song Yi paused the hand holding the gift, then turned his head and asked, "You, want to make it public?"

Song Pei frowned, "You don't want to make it public?"

Song Yi: "I..."

Song Pei interrupted her and said, "It's okay if you don't want to make it public."

It's all good.

Anyway, as long as the person with me is you.

Song Yi went to hook Song Pei's little finger.

"Pepe, are you sure?"

Are you sure you want to be with me?

Or just because, all these years you have only me by your side?

Are you really clear about your heart?

I'm afraid, this is just your momentary loss.

Then when you have gone through the lost, at that time, would you still be willing to stay?

I'm not sure.

Song Pei rolled his eyes, comforting you in vain.

Whether you are close or not, you don't care at all.

As for another question, Song Pei only had one idea.

Well, I finally don't have to wait until my birthday.

He hooked Song Yi's neck, pressed his lips warmly, and leaned together.

Today's correct answer, it will probably take a long time to answer.

However, the two who did the questions were very patient.

Which step to take first, where to start, don't rush, take your time.

When he got to the point, Song Yi leaned over and kissed Song Pei's blushing lips, "Are you afraid?"

Song Pei hugged her neck and told her with actions, let go, don't be afraid at all.

Song Yi just smiled, kissed the corner of her mouth, and said yes.

It's still early.

The key points have to be solved slowly.

In the crystal ball at the head of the bed, little Song Pei and Song Yi were sitting on the swing, holding hands, having fun.

There is no time to see the two people who are solving problems on the bed.