After being dressed as cannon fodder, I tear up the script

Song Jingxi was sitting in the car, the windows were closed due to bumps on the road, and the air in the car was turbid, but he couldn't go anywhere.

I don't know how long it has been since he was taken away. Did Jiang Yunsheng notice what Gao She was doing now? Did he know that he was in danger now?

But now it is obviously unrealistic to just wait for others to save oneself.

He had to figure out something, at least figure out the current route.

When the car was halfway through, he saw a huge billboard in the middle of the road that said "go home".

As soon as these two words appeared in my field of vision, it made people tremble suddenly.

He felt that his thoughts were trembling, and for some reason he was a little sensitive to these two words.

Something is wrong with today's situation, Song Jingxi can't calm down quickly.

He sat in the back seat and couldn't move, he just stared at the backs of the heads of the two people in front of him.

Then, as if expected and unexpected, Song Siyuan in the driver's seat spoke and said to Feng Xiangyuan in the co-pilot, "I'll stop the car in a while and let you drive...to deal with him."

Song Jingxi couldn't hear it, Song Siyuan's voice was not loud, and Song Jingxi didn't hear some key words, so he didn't understand what strategies the two of them were discussing, what did they mean by stopping the car and dealing with him?

"I can't," Feng Xiangyuan's hands trembled a little, "I can't, I dare not..."

"Don't dare? You want to run away? At this point, do you still want to put him back? Let me tell you, if you put him back now, you and I will die. I don't want to die with you Boy, I've already bought a plane ticket, and I'll be on the plane in two hours, stay away from this ghost place, if you want to come with me, just follow my instructions, "

When Song Siyuan said such words in front of Song Jingxi without hesitation, Song Jingxi knew that if there was no way today, he and the baby would really be doomed.

But there should be a way, if I guessed right, and now I have exchanged identities with Feng Xiangyuan, then I am now the "male lead", and the male lead will not die.

He so comforted himself.

There must be a way. If Song Siyuan stops the car in a while, then that is the best time to escape.

He took a deep breath, and then let it out lightly, trying to ease his nervousness.

Over there, Gao She looked at the location still moving in the phone, and stepped on the accelerator. He was not in a good mood now, and seeing the distance getting closer, he became more and more nervous.

Sitting on the side, Jiang Yunsheng leaned against the back of the chair and asked, "Did you call the police?"

Gao She didn't blink or nod, just let out a "huh".

The road became more and more remote. There were almost no cars on this road, and the green belts on both sides of the road were overgrown with weeds.

The withered and yellow weeds are tall and decaying in winter, covering the blue and white signs standing in the green belt reminding drivers to drive slowly.

It was so eerily quiet that it made people feel hairy.

This road is too wide, and the potholes on the asphalt remind drivers passing by that they will enter a "no man's land" ahead, so please drive slowly.

Jiang Yunsheng was sitting in the co-pilot, even with the windows closed, he could feel the wind blowing past his ears, and the sound of "woo woo" made people's eyelids twitch.

From time to time, he glanced at Gao She who was sitting beside him from the corner of his eye, feeling more and more flustered.

He wanted to say something to encourage Gao She, who was tired and worried about burnout, and comfort himself by the way, so he tried to open his mouth, but found that his voice was so dry that he couldn't speak a word.

But now he must not be able to make any movement aloud, or clear his throat, or speak.

Jiang Yunsheng blinked, and was about to speak with a hoarse voice, when suddenly there was a violent crash in his ears.

A minivan ahead, hit a black SUV parked on the side of the road.

Gao She slammed on the brakes, and there was a long and deep ravine that cut off a large section of the road ahead.

The pickup truck, which didn't brake, drove the black suv forward for another ten meters in the direction of Gao She and Jiang Yunsheng's car, before hitting an abandoned utility pole on the side of the road, barely stopping.

The noise made by the tires scraping the ground was harsh and sharp, and everyone's brains and eyes were numb.

Jiang Yunsheng was stunned for a second or two at that time, seeing Gao She's embarrassment when he had already unbuckled his seat belt and got out of the car, rushing towards the SUV in front, Jiang Yunsheng will never forget it in his life.

He will never forget that just a second before the two cars collided, when he was looking straight ahead, Song Siyuan stood beside the car with a fierce look, watching Song Jingxi standing in the middle of the road being chased by the car in a panic, In the end, there was no escape, and he fled in a hurry and got into the car.

The van was chasing Song Jingxi, and the driver seemed to be following Song Jingxi's radar. Wherever Song Jingxi went, he would hit him with his car.

The whole world seemed to quiet down after the loud noise.

A world as peaceful as a deaf person, this world seems to be distorted, right in front of my eyes.

Song Jingxi felt great pain, pain like a tearing head.

He was still thinking, fortunately his stomach doesn't hurt, the baby should be fine, he just protected his stomach well.

The moment he got into the car, he seemed to see Gao She driving the car.

He remembered Gao She's car, because he always sat in it, so he was very impressed, as long as he heard the engine sound, he could hear it.

He has never been so used to a thing being familiar with a person before, so familiar that he can distinguish the existence of the other party without seeing the other party.

He knew that Gao She would definitely come, so he didn't seem so scared anymore.

Song Jingxi thought a lot, and felt that he had a lot of dreams.

He dreamed of his life alone before wearing a book, dreamed of all kinds of people he met after wearing a book, mother, brother, grandfather, Gao She, Jiang Yunsheng.

The family love and friendship that I may not have felt in this life in the real world, seemed to have happened miraculously, and I got them all in a fictional world.

Song Jingxi sometimes wonders whether these are all his own assumptions and desires.

If so, he would rather sleep here forever and never wake up.

In the real world, no one loves oneself, no one pampers oneself, no one cares whether he is dead or alive now, he is Song Jingxi, he is anyone who lives in the world and is connected with his own destiny.

There will be pain and hunger, and there will be countless desires. He wants to live and feel all the beauty in the world.

He wants to live the life he wants, so he works hard.

Whether he wears a book or not, he will live at his own pace, he originally thought so.

But now, his head hurts like hell, and everything in his mind is floating in front of his eyes like a revolving lantern.

He wanted to go home, go back to Song's house, go back to his and Gao She's house, then lie on any bed, close his eyes quietly, and sleep without pain, and then when he opened his eyes, it would be dawn.

"Drip-drip-"

The sharp prompting sound of electronic equipment came from my ear, urging myself to wake up quickly.

Song Jingxi wanted to open his eyes, but he couldn't.

The eyelids weigh almost a thousand catties, and there seems to be something on his body that makes him unable to breathe.

He heard someone talking softly beside his ear, whose voice he couldn't hear clearly, maybe it was Gao She's, maybe Song Ying's, maybe Jiang Yunsheng's.

Thinking that everyone was worried about their own safety, and thinking that there was still a baby in her stomach, Song Jingxi's belief in opening her eyes grew stronger.

He doesn't want to be a burden to anyone, and he doesn't want anyone to feel sorry for him.

I want to live a good life in the future, I can't just die here.

There is a white halo in front of my eyes, reflected from the white ceiling above my head in front of my eyes, the beeping sound of the machine is still ringing, followed by the smell of disinfectant rushing into the nasal cavity .

Song Jingxi doesn't like to come to the hospital. He thinks that no one likes to lie on an unfamiliar hospital bed, have someone give a critical illness notice or be informed of the symptoms by the doctor. Song Jingxi doesn't like to stay alone in an unfamiliar environment, as if at any time Will face death, will be abandoned at any time.

He is afraid of being alone, and also afraid of being abandoned.

"The patient is awake, I will call the doctor."

In his vague thoughts, Song Jingxi heard a clear female voice with a little haste ringing beside his ears. He seemed to have closed his eyes for a long time, so that when he opened them now, his vision was blurred.

He felt a prickly pain, closed his eyes and shook his head.

"Gao..." He opened his mouth, his throat was so dry, he couldn't say anything, he could only take a few deep breaths before saying, "Gao She, Shui... Shui..."

Someone tapped his lips with a wet cotton swab, and Song Jingxi felt better.

I don't know how long it took, Song Jingxi half leaned on the hospital bed, and heard the doctor talking to a woman with his back turned to him. The woman's figure was slender, almost the same as Zhao Shihua's back.

He was still not fully awake, looked around in confusion, and subconsciously called out to her when he saw the woman's back, "Mom..."

After hearing Song Jingxi's cry, the woman's back became a little stiff.

She turned around slowly, with an unbelievable and indescribable surprise on her face, "Xiaoxi, how do you know that I am a mother..."

When the woman turned around, Song Jingxi was taken aback, not because the woman looked scary, on the contrary, she was very beautiful, a kind of unexpected beauty and temperament that she shouldn't have at her age.

However, Song Jingxi didn't know her at all, but the other party claimed to be her mother.

"Who are you?" Song Jingxi suddenly felt that something was wrong, he touched his stomach, and the lower abdomen that should have been bulging was now flattened.

His child, gone.

"Doctor, the child in my stomach..." Song Jingxi didn't care about women at the moment, and became flustered, looking at the doctor standing beside him, he was about to collapse, "Doctor, where is my child? Did you not keep it? But my stomach doesn't hurt, it doesn't hurt..."

"Where is Gao She? Where is Gao She?"

"I want to see him, I want to see him."

Song Jingxi was about to get out of bed, but his legs on the ground went limp, as if they hadn't been used for a long time, and they didn't have any strength at all.

"Xiaoxi, are you having a nightmare? How can you have a baby in a man's belly?" The woman and the doctor looked at each other and hurried over to comfort him, "Don't be afraid, Xiaoxi, you just fell asleep for too long, now you wake up Okay, okay? Mom is here, don't be afraid, okay?"

"What mother? I'm the mother of an orphan, I'm only dreaming now!" Song Jingxi thought of something, but he couldn't believe it. He always couldn't believe the truth he had analyzed, because those truths were cruel and shocking. Unbearable, "You all get out of my dream!"

The back of his hand with the needle still inserted was bony. He pulled out the needle on the back of his hand, like a wild cat that went crazy, wantonly destroying everything he didn't like.

He came out of the book, and there was an extra "mother".

It seems that he is no longer an orphan, but all of this in reality is more like a ridiculous dream.

He didn't know what happened now, and he couldn't figure out his emotions. He just turned his head and saw his own face on the window, that real face that belonged to him.

It looks a little strange.

"I passed out a month ago, and I couldn't find out why. You didn't wake up until today."

The woman was sitting by the hospital bed peeling an apple for Song Jingxi, and she occasionally glanced at him when she was talking, as if she was afraid of making Song Jingxi unhappy, so she always weighed her words, "My name is An Zhi, you should have heard of it Well, Anyuan Group is run by our family... You should know that you are engaged in the design industry."

"..." Song Jingxi listened quietly to the woman's words, but he was just silent, searching for something with the mobile phone that was still charging.

An Zhi didn't know if Song Jingxi listened to what she said. After a long time, she finished peeling an apple and handed it to Song Jingxi. Seeing that she was ignored, she lowered her head and continued, "You can't accept mom, mom knows, then you Have a good rest, please call me if you have anything to do, here is my business card, I will come to see you tomorrow."

An Zhi put the peeled apple and the white business card on the cabinet next to Song Jingxi's bed. After she finished speaking, she stood up and walked out.

When she was putting her hand on the handle door, she suddenly heard Song Jingxi ask, "So, it's not that I can't afford to support me, why did you throw me away in the first place, and why do you recognize me now?"

If Song Jingxi hadn't passed out for no reason and was bedridden as if he had an incurable disease, An Zhi might never recognize Song Jingxi until now.

When she abandoned Song Jingxi back then, she never thought that she would recognize each other one day, she never thought that there would be such a day.

When Song Jingxi fell asleep, she thought a lot about what to say and what to do when the two met each other, but when everything really happened, it seemed that people were caught off guard.

She thought that Song Jingxi would show disgust and disgust to her, but there was nothing. He calmly asked the phrase "why", he calmly seemed to have anticipated everything, and then he seemed to be a mature and stable adult following Negotiate yourself.

"I, have my own difficulties, it's not that I don't love you, Xiaoxi."

Song Jingxi longed for the care and love for a long time, and now it seems that he can get it at his fingertips, but now he really has a mother, and the mother is standing in front of him, beautiful and rich, but he is not as happy as he imagined.

It's like the way I tried my best to live before, it's all fake.

"So, you always knew that I was here..." Song Jingxi felt wrong after finishing speaking, shook her head with a smile, and denied what she said before, "So, since childhood, you have always treated me as a kind person in society. Monetary help, yes?"

"..."

Anzhi didn't speak, and acquiesced.

Song Jingxi laughed again, resting his head lightly on the bed rail. It was late at night, and it was pitch black outside the window, and he couldn't see anything except his thin figure reflected in the window, as if there were a few ironic words clearly printed on it.

Very ironic life.

Song Jingxi has always considered himself lucky.

Even though he is just an orphan that no one wants, in the orphanage, his good friends and partners are gradually taken away and integrated into one family after another, maybe warm or happy.

But he has never been favored by other "mom and dad", and the dean's mother has never let herself go.

He only knows that he is lucky, even if no one wants him, he will still be helped by many kind people in the orphanage.

Ever since Song Jingxi became conscious, he felt that his basic necessities of life were slightly different from those of the children in the orphanage. His clothes would be prettier than those of other children, and there would always be extra chicken legs on his plate.

At that time, he always felt that he was lucky, he could pick out good-looking clothes, and sometimes he could eat an extra chicken leg.

Even the charitable donations received from the community are continuous one-on-one.

Nine years of compulsory education, living expenses, and college money, he basically never worried about living expenses until he was an adult.

He asked the dean and everyone who might know about it, but no one told him why. He only told him, "Everything is donated by caring people. They just want to help you grow up. I hope Xiaoxi will grow up quickly." , can give back to society like them.”

At that time, Song Jingxi was so moved that she burst into tears.

When he is able to make money, it will be smooth sailing all the way, as long as he looks for a part-time job, he can find it, and the salary is inexplicably higher than he imagined.

As long as he wants to enroll in extracurricular interest classes, he can always find discounts during the class, and the teachers are very famous, so he can learn a lot with less money, so he can muster up the courage to face the world.

Song Jingxi always felt that she was lucky, that she was one of the few lucky people in this world.

But now it seems that this is not the case, he is still the very unlucky Song Jingxi, he is still the Song Jingxi who is loved by no one, he is not luckier than others.

"I don't want to know what your difficulties are, and I don't want to know what you are thinking now. I have nothing. Compared with Anjia, I am like a beggar. If you want to get back what you have spent on me over the years After two days, when I feel better, I will return the money to you with interest."

An Zhi choked on Song Jingxi's words. She choked for a moment, her voice trembling, "I never asked you to pay me back any money. You deserved the money for your growth. Take a good rest. Mom will come to see you tomorrow."

"..."

After the door of the ward was closed, there was silence in the room.

Song Jingxi stared blankly out of the window, at the ceiling, and at the marble floor on the ground. There were too many things stuffed in his mind and it became a mess.

Song Jingxi didn't know what to think and what to do now.

Because of An Zhi's appearance, he couldn't even tell whether he should go to her first to ask why, or find a way to wear it back first.

If he hadn't encountered an accident, if he was still staying with Gao She well now, his baby would be born in a few months.

But how should he go back now?

Song Jingxi curled up on the hospital bed, and he barely replenished any energy during the month of comatose sleep, and his whole body and mind lost a lot of weight.

He wanted to go back, he wanted to go back to the book.

By the way, Shu, how could he forget such an important thing.

I just wore it by reading a book before, so what about my own book?Will the story be the same as it was before I wore the book?

Is Xing Wenkang still with Feng Xiangyuan?What about Gao She?

Is the original owner still in jail as before?

The more Song Jingxi thought about it, the more wrong he became. He was filled with lost emotions, and immediately got up from the hospital bed.

He had to go home, he had to find the book, before he had a chance of going back.

Originally, the doctor told him to observe for two days before leaving the hospital, but Song Jingxi couldn't wait now.

He sneaked out of the inpatient department and took a taxi back home.

Fortunately, a fingerprint lock was installed earlier, and the door can be opened without a key.

The light in the living room was on, but the house, which had been dusty for a month, was spotlessly clean. The apples on the tea table in the living room were still the same as when I left that afternoon, but the skin had shrunk and was no longer so bright and beautiful.

Song Jingxi ran to the room, turned on the light in the room, everything was there, and nothing changed—a corner of the quilt was lifted, the half glass of water left in the glass, and the pajamas thrown at the end of the bed.

Only the book that was supposed to be on the bed was missing.

Song Jingxi searched the entire room, but still couldn't find it.

He got up from the ground, dizzy due to lack of energy, and lay down on the bed weakly, all around fell into darkness for a moment.

How could it be gone...

Seeing the last hope, Song Jingxi took out his mobile phone and searched the names of the novels, including the names of Xing Wenkang and Feng Xiangyuan, and even the name of Gao She, but there was nothing.

It's either something insignificant, or the name doesn't match the number.

It was as if this novel had completely disappeared and never appeared.

But he still clearly remembers the plot in the book, he remembers everything about the book.

He remembered Gao She, Feng Xiangyuan, and all the coincidences and details in the book, so why couldn't he find anything.

It can't be true, everything is really just a dream I made?

In the early hours of the morning, Song Jingxi lay on the bed, unable to sleep all night.

The next day, Song Jingxi received a call from An Zhi.

The female voice on the phone was gentle and full of love. The first second Song Jingxi heard it, she almost lost her mind.

"Why did you sneak out by yourself? Are you all right?"

"I'm home." Song Jingxi suddenly grasped a glimmer of hope and asked, "Have you read my book?"

"what book?"

"A novel with a blue cover," Song Jingxi sat up from the bed, "it's next to my bed."

"No," An Zhi replied, "Is it important? Otherwise, I'll ask Auntie for you."

The result is of course unknown.

The aunt said that she forgot, the situation was urgent at that time, she only knew how to save people, and she didn't remember anything else.

As expected, Song Jingxi didn't say anything else.

This house was saved little by little by himself.

When she first got it, Song Jingxi forgot how happy she was.

He carefully and carefully designed the layout, ranging from the frame of the entire house to a random decoration on the table.

Things that were obviously too familiar to him, but now he felt strange.

Everything was so strange.

In the past Song Jingxi was afraid of loneliness, but always liked to be alone, the contradiction seemed reasonable.

He quietly does some things he likes, and tries to fill his spare time with hobbies, just not wanting to find himself alone.

But after he had tasted what it was like to be loved, this kind of living space didn't seem to be suitable for him at all.

He wants someone to talk to next to him, he wants someone to hug him.

He really misses Gao She, his baby, and his brother...

I really miss everything in the book.

He seemed to be unable to deceive himself no matter how he escaped.

He is not strong at all.

Song Jingxi has been in a daze for two days, but An Zhi and the members of An's family have not allowed him to rest during these two days.

People kept coming to say something, Song Jingxi didn't listen very much, only knew that they seemed to want her to "go home".

"Your grandparents said that they want you to go back." An Zhi sat opposite him, speaking sincerely, "Even if you don't go back, go home and meet them. It's a wish of the old man. They didn't know it before. You exist, so if you want to blame it, you can blame me, Xiaoxi, you must not resent them."

The ancestors of the An family were all very rich and scholarly families. When An Zhi was young, he was dazzled by the so-called love, and ran away with a poor boy who had nothing, despite the opposition of the An family, and had a child outside.

The two got pregnant first before marriage, but the man cheated on her when she was eight months pregnant, stole all her money and ran away.

On the way to escape, the man was overjoyed because he was flirting with a woman, and the second-hand car he bought crashed into a bridge under construction, and both of them died.

After An Zhi gave birth to Song Jingxi, she wanted to take Song Jingxi back, but she was too scared.

She who gave birth to Song Jingxi alone was afraid and terrified, looking at the baby in the swaddle, she could only choose to abandon him.

Whether it's for her future life or to make it more difficult not to settle down, she can only make herself more selfish.

If someone in the An's family knew that she had a child outside, she would never be able to hold her head up in the An's family for the rest of her life. If she wanted status, she couldn't have a child.

She didn't want to recognize Song Jingxi back in her life.

But after so many years, she still misses him.

Song Jingxi was sitting on the sofa, listening to An Zhi slowly talking to him about her past, he originally thought that there might be great ups and downs in his heart, but after sitting there for a long time, Song Jingxi's head was blank.

After he came back, his brain seemed to be only 2kb, which was not enough.

In the past, he always thought that the original owner of the book, Song Jingxi, obviously lived in a wealthy family, so why did he end up like that? What he encountered and his situation seemed natural but illogical, but now it seems that reality seems to be more serious. There is no logic.

Even if you listen to it as a story, you still think it's outrageous and bloody. If it's just a story, Song Jingxi would even yell "refund".

But this is his own life, and when he faced this outrageous story, he seemed to be able to accept it.

In reality, he is just a burden that cannot be loved by anyone.

In the past two days, when Song Jingxi faced An Zhi, he thought that he might be greedy for the love and warmth of a real mother and give up the idea of ​​going back to the book, but it didn't seem to be the case.

He was used by his mother as a tool to comfort the elderly. He appeared in Anjia when he wanted to appear in Anjia, and "disappeared" in this world if he wanted to "disappear" in this world forever.

Song Jingxi accepted his fate, he had no choice at all.

All the luck he thought he had in the past twenty years seemed to have disappeared at this moment.

"When?"

When Song Jingxi asked this question, An Zhi was stunned for a moment, and then realized that Song Jingxi had agreed to him.

There was a gratified expression on the woman's face, as well as a faint smile. She pulled the broken hair behind her ears and said softly, "Tomorrow, tomorrow I will come and pick you up."

An Zhi is very beautiful, even at the age of a mother, her temperament is still gentle like a girl.

Song Jingxi sometimes wonders, if she looks so ordinary and has almost no resemblance to the other party, is it because she just recognizes the wrong person.

I have no so-called kinship with her at all.

But he has no right to choose to explore, he knows nothing and can only be manipulated by others.

The next day Song Jingxi was taken to An's house. The An's house was bigger than he imagined, and the people in An's house were a little more real than he thought.

There are not many people, about five people including An Zhi.

I thought that everyone would look at me with somewhat messy emotions, but seeing the look of that family looking at me, that look was really just looking at me.

Song Jingxi couldn't guess what they were thinking when they looked at her, so she just responded with their eyes one by one.

The Song family in the book is much bigger than the An family, and has more people. Unknowingly, Song Jingxi seems to be more used to the life of big clans living together, and also accustomed to the more or less unfriendly scrutiny of strangers.

In this case, he can probably handle it.

"Welcome home."

The two elders of An's family looked amiable, but when they saw themselves, they stood up and greeted them, saying this.

Song Jingxi pursed her lips and said nothing, but just nodded.

An Zhi introduced from the side, "This is grandpa and grandma."

He looked at the little girl sitting beside him and said, "This is your sister."

"And..." When An Zhi looked at the middle-aged man sitting beside him, he hesitated for a while, as if he didn't know what to say.

Seeing this, the man only paused for a second or two, and immediately opened his mouth to help An Zhi, "I am An Zhi's husband, and my name is Zhao Yingyuan."

He stood up, shook hands with Song Jingxi, and said, "Welcome home."

After the man finished speaking, he exchanged glances with An Zhi who was beside him. The relationship between the two was close, and they didn't seem to be affected in any way by his appearance and existence.

An Zhi looks very happy now, with a beautiful daughter, a harmonious and loving husband, both parents, and she is indeed a capable daughter of a wealthy family. No matter how you say it, her appearance now seems completely inappropriate.

Song Jingxi thought that if her parents were still alive, maybe they would miss her too. Their parents must be working day and night, and they can barely support themselves.

Because they themselves are also living very hard, maybe they are running around every day, quarreling and even separating, so it is understandable for them to abandon themselves.

Thinking of these, Song Jingxi felt very painful.

When An Zhi first appeared in front of her, Song Jingxi still felt unbelievable, and then the little pain buried in her heart gradually turned into resentment.

But seeing that An Zhi is living happily now, seeing Zhao Yingyuan and An Zhi standing together, they also have a biological daughter, standing here like a guest, his heart suddenly emptied, as if he had let go of everything.

Song Jingxi thought that he shouldn't be here.

The heart that wanted to go back to her parents in the past gradually calmed down because of the longing that was ignited by seeing An Zhi.

"Let's stay here tonight, and when they all come back tomorrow, I will hold a homecoming banquet for you." An Liquan pulled Song Jingxi to sit down, and looked up and down lovingly, "You have suffered all these years, if you Grandpa knows that he will never leave you helpless outside for so many years."

"Well," Song Jingxi always didn't know how to face this kind of situation, he could only smile and could do nothing else, "It's okay, I'm used to it."

After Song Jingxi finished speaking, he felt that what he said was inappropriate and even more hypocritical.

Just about to add something, out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the younger sister sitting beside him, who seemed to be looking at him with a strange look.

He turned his head and glanced at her. The next second, his sister's face was flushed and her eyes were shining.

Song Jingxi only thought that she was looking at him out of curiosity, and didn't think about it any more, but just looked away.

Song Jingxi knew that he couldn't stay in An's house for too long, and he had to go back, to his own place.

The home in real life, maybe if you are lucky, you should be able to return to the book...

If the world in the book continues to follow the main line that he passed through after he disappeared, how does that world work now?

How are you?Gao She, are they all okay?

Thinking of these things, Song Jingxi was afraid to face them.

"..."

The atmosphere of Anjia was much better than expected.

A few people get together happily, very family atmosphere.

Song Jingxi agreed to stay at An's house for one night, and refused the banquet that An Liquan wanted to hold.

At the dining table, several people laughed and talked sweetly, only Song Jingxi sat there silently, occasionally they would suddenly think of Song Jingxi and ask him to eat more, and they would also ask him if the food suits his appetite.

It was nothing at first, it was impossible for him to integrate into this family, but sometimes they would suddenly say such a sentence, which made people a little embarrassed.

Sure enough, no matter what they said, or even if there was any relationship between them, it couldn't change the fact that he was an outsider.

Song Jingxi didn't have much appetite, and she had too many things on her mind, so when she suddenly relaxed unintentionally, she would feel even more tired.

He didn't eat much, looking at the braised pork ribs on the table, Song Jingxi thought of Gao She again, the small ribs made by Gao She were really delicious.

Suddenly there was an extra rib in the bowl, Song Jingxi raised his eyes and saw his younger sister sitting opposite him looking at him with a blushing face.

"Brother, you are so skinny, eat more meat."

Song Jingxi was stunned for a moment, but she didn't expect that this younger sister's acceptance was higher than the rest of the family.

He is her brother in name, so she doesn't reject him at all?

The girl sitting across from her was full of smiles, just like an adolescent girl, lively and lovely, full of curiosity about everything.

Looking at the girl's face, it took Song Jingxi two seconds to react, and said thank you.

The ribs are delicious, but after eating the ones made by Gao She, the ones made by others seem to be missing something.

A flat stomach also makes people uneasy and empty. He is used to the existence of a baby in his stomach. Compared with the bewilderment and panic at the beginning, it is even more difficult for him to accept his current self.

Originally, I wanted to stay alone for a while, but I didn't expect that everything happened one after another, leaving me no room to think.

Song Jingxi didn't know how to return to Gao She's side, how to calm down a little and find a way to think.

Everything seems to be unexpected.

The moonlight is cold,