Self-guided daily life after rebirth

Then he finally discovered her existence, maybe it was a little embarrassing, but he withdrew his hand anyway.

Su Zhizi's mood became subtle, and she left a sentence, "In broad daylight, we must pay attention to the influence", and then left without squinting.

The maid had been notified in advance that she was going to travel, so Dong Li had already driven out the car and parked at the door to wait for her.

Su Zhizi got into the car, announced the agreed place, and turned to look at the window beside her...

There were small footsteps beside my ears.

The passenger door was opened.

My sister got into the car.

She froze for a moment, and was about to ask her sister what she was doing in the car.

But my sister has already reported where she is going—on the same street as where she is going?

Su Zhizi finally couldn't help frowning.

[To be continued]

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Chapter 49 Hello

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The car starts.

The atmosphere became strange with the almost inaudible sound of the engine.

Su Zhizi sat in the back row.

Su Tong sat in the co-pilot.

No one spoke first, the air was silent, and only the noise of the market outside the half-drive window was in my ears... So Su Zhizi was somewhat agitated, and stretched out her hand to close the car window.

The car suddenly fell into complete silence.

The atmosphere is even more awkward.

Su Zhizi began to regret why she had to press down the car window.

But things have come to this point and there is no chance of regret.

She could only keep her legs together, lowered her head and lowered her eyes, crossed her fingers on her knees, quietly pretending that she was an ostrich.

Until a voice came from the front passenger seat:

"Gardenia?"

Naturally, it was my sister's voice.

Su Zhizi froze, raised her head, and answered subconsciously like a primary school student whose name was called by the teacher:

"exist!"

There was a slightly helpless chuckle in front of him:

"Don't take it so seriously, it makes me look like a villain."

"……Um."

Su Zhizi nodded.

But still cautious.

Perhaps for my sister, the existence of her prospective brother-in-law is some kind of IQ limiter. Once she comes into contact with her, her IQ level will shrink rapidly, but now she stays away from that man...

My sister's IQ has finally returned to normal levels.

But the majestic aura that had not been seen for a long time also appeared on her body again.

If the elder sister with her brother-in-law by her side has less than 5 combat strength, the elder sister who is far away from her brother-in-law and acts alone is estimated to have a combat strength of 10086.

As Su Zhizi thought about it, her mood became more subtle.

Perhaps it is possible to call a sister with a brother-in-law present relatively normal...

And now there is no sister who is attacked by her brother-in-law...

That's a Super Saiyan.

It is natural for a normal person to face off against a Super Saiyan under great pressure. It is only natural for Su Zhizi to huddle in the back seat and not know what to say.

But when she didn't know what to do, her sister took the lead in attacking her again.

"Gardenia," she asked, "where are you going?"

Su Zhizi froze for a moment, became nervous, bit her lip, and finally tentatively answered the specific location of the destination.

The air was instantly silent.

After a long time, an inexplicable and complicated exclamation finally came from the front passenger seat:

"Is the destination the same as mine? That's really... quite a coincidence."

Su Zhizi thought it was indeed a coincidence.

It's too coincidental to believe.

The girl lowered her eyes, and instead of following her sister's exclamation to continue the topic, she suddenly started a new topic:

"Sister... do you usually like to play games?"

The older sister in my impression should not be able to play games.

Instead, what she really likes are the tomes—the bookshelves at home were once filled with the books she bought, covering economics, political philosophy, and even some domestic and foreign scientific research journals.

Although the older sister before the rebellious period was just in high school, she had completed high school by herself, and even had a tendency to learn college knowledge in advance.

The difference between geniuses and ordinary people may be that they can easily accomplish what ordinary people can do their best, and then attack virgin land that no one has ever set foot in.

Ordinary people live in history, but geniuses make history.

So the former sister probably wouldn't have much interest in recreational activities like games...she might think it was just a waste of time.

But my sister's affirmative reply sounded in my ears:

"Game... Well, this is being played."

"..."

Su Zhizi's heart sank.

The first point... on the right.

But it shouldn't be possible.

Still need to make sure.

So she went on to ask:

"Sister, you lock yourself in your room every night when you go home... I heard you said you were going to broadcast live...?"

"Ah."

Sure enough, the answer was affirmative.

Su Zhizi has paid little attention to her sister's actions since her sister's rebellious period - she has become accustomed to dealing with social interactions with silence and closing herself off.

As long as she is autistic enough, other people's comments, no matter if they are kind or malicious, will not reach her ears.

She only occasionally heard Dongli talk about her sister's recent situation.

After running away from home that time, my sister seemed to be a different person. I heard that she bought a few computers and started a live broadcast—she didn’t know the specific content of the live broadcast, but she only knew that her live broadcast career seemed It's already booming.

And time?

Su Zhizi recalled the time of her live broadcast and the approximate time when his game was launched...

Match again.

She took a deep breath.

No way.

A certain heavy emotion rose from the bottom of my heart, crawling on the heart, like seaweed that multiplied wantonly in the sea, growing, crawling, stretching the limbs, and then wrapping the whole heart.

Tighten.

The black emotion suddenly flourished.

Su Zhizi bowed her waist, her breathing became heavy, and she subconsciously stretched out her hand to press on her chest.

Heart beating fast.

But it became more and more painful.

The bright colors in front of my eyes suddenly faded, but then they were dyed with dark shadows, and the weight became more and more unbearable.

She gritted her teeth, her long hair fell like a waterfall, pouring down her cheeks, and her eyes suddenly lost their luster.

But still can't believe it.

Or maybe it was a fluke.

The greater the hope, the greater the disappointment, but she is unwilling to believe in reality before the hope is completely cut off.

What if not?

She smiled wryly, then finally raised her head, and asked softly:

"Sister, are you going out this time... just to go shopping?"

"..."

Su Tong's expression froze and remained silent.

She didn't give an answer.

But sometimes silence is the truly deadly answer—everything is said without words.

Su Zhizi's hands trembled slightly, she raised her head again, opened her eyes wide, and stretched out her hand to press the car window.

The almost dead silence was suddenly broken.

There are noisy traffic on the street outside the car window, and when you turn your head, you can see the flow of people coming and going.

There are many couples among them.

Men and women walked hand in hand, with smiles on their faces, looking intimate, like glue - Su Zhizi originally thought that in the future, she might become the same existence as these sour-smelling couples on the street.

Is it sour?

It's quite sour.

But very happy.

Who would say no to a happy love?

She couldn't refuse.

Maybe she is just a child who lacks love - she has lost the most important maternal love in her life since she was a child, and her father almost never pays attention to her. After her sister's rebellion, all she can feel is pain and burden.

She didn't want to believe it.

She didn't want to believe it.

But now that the situation is like this, what's the use of deceiving herself any more?

Three questions have confirmed the truth.

She held her head up and looked out the window, as the wind blew past her eyes.

So you won't cry, right?

she thinks.

And the car just stopped.

The destination has arrived.

She opened the door with her head held high, got out of the car with her head held high, walked to the passenger door with her head held high, and finally lowered her head...

She knocked on the car window.