After the heroine's halo was taken away, I was reborn

next time?

I don't know where I am next time...

Ji Siming didn't know how to answer this question, and at this moment, a voice in his heart urged, "Promise him."

"Okay." Ji Siming nodded with a smile, "However, I have to wait until I return from country Y. A few days if it is fast, or about half a month if it is slow."

"Uncle, are you going on a business trip?"

Ji Siming shook his head, "No, I'm going to find you, Aunt Song. Han Yu, what do you think of Aunt Song?"

Han Yu: "Very good, I will bring me gifts every time I come back, and I will also care about my studies and you."

"Care about me?"

Ji Siming was a little surprised, didn't Song Yu hate "him"?
Han Yu: "The last time Aunt Song came back, she told me to pay more attention to your mental health. She said that you have had a hard time these years."

Hearing these words, Ji Siming's nose felt sore, his little sister Yu couldn't bear to hate him for the rest of her life.

"Uncle, what are you going to do with Aunt Song?"

Ji Siming: "I want her to be your aunt, what do you think?"

"really?"

Han Yu was visibly excited, Ji Siming's personal problem was the core problem of the entire Ji family.

Although everyone didn't say it explicitly, they were secretly concerned about it.

They feel that there is someone beside "him" who takes care of his diet and his body, and he will live a more relaxed life.

Ji Siming: "Haha, of course it's true, I've loved you Aunt Song for many years..."

When the school arrived, Ji Siming waved to his nephew, "Han Yu, goodbye."

Han Yu also waved happily, "Bye bye, uncle, bring aunt back quickly, I miss her."

On the same day, Ji Siming arranged for a private jet to fly to country Y.

Because Song Yu was located in a seaside town, he arrived there the next morning.

Song Yu left in a fit of anger. He first studied and studied painting in Country Y, and then came here to settle down. He is now a well-known painter.

After so many years, Song Yu is also single just like him.

If you really want to find a reason for Song Yu's singleness, Ji Siming thinks it's all because of him.

This place is so beautiful. Except for the salty smell in the air, I don't like it. The scenery and architectural style can make people's eyes shine.

Walking on the small road paved with bluestone slabs, looking at the kittens basking in the sun on the side of the road, can make people feel peaceful and temporarily forget all the troubles and noises.

Ji Siming didn't bring his bodyguard or secretary with him. He searched for the house number by himself, and came to a courtyard with a two-story building.

He first looked up and looked inside, then shook the old manual doorbell.

It rang once, but there was no movement in the house.

Ji Siming shook it again, and when he was wondering if the people inside were not at home, Song Yu came back with a vegetable basket in his arms.

"Ji Siming?"

Song Yu called out with some uncertainty.

After so many years, Song Yu is no longer that young girl who just fell in love.

No matter how much she hates and is angry with the person in front of her, those emotions will gradually fade after the baptism of time, not to mention that she has liked him for so many years.

Therefore, Song Yu has been able to communicate normally with Ji Siming these years. Although he can't call him brother as intimately as before, he will not say to ignore him, and put all his anger and hatred towards him on his face.

Ji Siming turned his head and saw Song Yu's eyes brighten up, "Xiao Yu, I was wondering if I should go to the town to find you."

The sound of "Xiao Yu" obviously made Song Yu stunned for a moment, he had never called himself that before, when he was young, he would call his sister, but in recent years he called her Song Yu.

However, this is just a title.

"Are you here on a business trip?" Song Yu asked.

Ji Siming shook his head, "I'm here to find you, and I want to tell you something."

Song Yu froze for a moment, then smiled and said, "Come in and sit down."

After chatting for so long and still coming in, Ji Siming almost thought that he was going to be rejected.

Song Yu's yard is small, simple and elegant, with a small vegetable garden on the left and lawn and garden on the right.

Her easel is on the lawn, next to a small table for afternoon tea.

It can be seen that people like her are very peaceful and happy during the Chinese New Year.

"Have you had breakfast?" Song Yu asked him.

It's still early, less than eight o'clock.

Ji Siming: "No." He got up at five o'clock and came over without eating anything.

"Then sit down and I'll cook you a bowl of dumplings."

"it is good."

Song Yu entered the kitchen, and Ji Siming didn't sit still, but turned around in the back and forth of the hut.

It is far away from the city, although it is remote, but there is a breath of life everywhere.

It's so comfortable.

Ji Siming closed his eyes, enjoying the feeling of the breeze on his face.

"He" has been too tired for decades, and this long dream also made him very tired.

At this moment, both of his body and mind were relaxed like never before.

very nice.

Ji Siming stood in the yard for a while, and then heard Song Yu calling him by the window, "It's time for breakfast."

Ji Siming turned his head and smiled at her, and then entered the small restaurant full of expectations.

Song Yu had obviously already eaten, so he just cooked breakfast for him and sat beside him to accompany him.

Little sister Xiao Yu's crafts are pretty good, she has practiced everything outside for so many years.

After eating the dumplings and drinking the tea that Song Yu prepared for him midway, Ji Siming sighed with great satisfaction and said, "I'm going to wash the dishes."

Song Yu: "No need."

She looked at him with questioning eyes, "Is there something important for you to come here this time?"

Now that communication is so developed, you can communicate with your mobile phone immediately if you have anything to do, so Song Yu can't figure out why he came here.

Ji Siming smiled and said, "Let's talk after washing the dishes."

He insisted on washing the dishes he ate, Song Yu didn't say any more, and handed him an apron.

A man in a dark blue haute couture suit, with his sleeves rolled up and a small apron with a floral print, stood by the pool.

Mr. Ji, who is usually all-powerful in the mall, now washes dishes in the kitchen like a good family man.

Song Yu looked at him, and her thoughts were also a little trance. Once upon a time, when she was a silly girl, she also imagined such a scene.

After washing the dishes, Ji Siming took off his apron and asked Song Yu with a smile, "Can you teach me how to draw?"

Song Yu: "Come here just to let me teach you how to draw?"

Ji Siming nodded.

Song Yu: "Very important?"

Ji Siming: "Yes, I want to draw comic strips, the kind that can tell stories."

Song Li looked at him puzzled.

Ji Siming said with a smile: "I want to clarify a misunderstanding with a girl many years ago, and express my love to her, in the form of a painting."

Song Yu was stunned, suppressing the anger and bitterness in his heart, and smiled with the corners of his mouth: "Yes, but only for two hours, I have other things to do after that."