After rebirth, I have an extra sister

Chapter 170 Night in the Art Building
"Song Ci, if you become a mother in the future, do you want a son or a daughter?"

"what…"

Regarding Anting's question, Song Ci was a little shy.

After thinking about it carefully, I don't think there is anything wrong. On the one hand, the young man is such an outspoken mudslide. On the other hand, he has just talked about so many related topics. By extension, it is normal to ask this.

At this moment, Song Ci had finished eating the braised eggs and was drinking Vitasoy. She bit the straw and replied in a low voice: "If both men and women like it, but they must choose, it should be a boy..."

"Eh…"

That was a bit unexpected.

Perhaps sensing the young man's surprise, Song Ci lowered his eyes slightly and said with a hint of sadness: "Although I don't want to admit it, the idea of ​​​​entrusting people from the previous generation to the next generation is difficult to eradicate. My grandparents have always disliked me. Being a girl...maybe it’s because of the influence. Sometimes, I wish I was a boy.”

An Ting suddenly realized.

I almost forgot the background of this girl.

Grandparents are patriarchal people. Although her father loved her very much, after her father passed away, there was no buffer zone between mother and grandparents. Aunt Song also got angry because she couldn't stand the strange pressure. I took my daughter back to the town and started over.

More or less, this girl's thinking is still a little bit affected.

Her competitiveness is not unfounded.

The next second, Song Ci showed a trace of true feelings and said in a complicated tone: "An Ting, will we all become adults we hate?"

It has always been said that Song Ci matures early and walks faster than her peers.

But... If you look deeper, Song Ci may not want to go so fast, she is just drifting away under the trend of the external environment.

She should really want to prove herself.

But...if this is the case, do you no longer live for yourself?

Live to be a strong woman who can protect her mother; live to prove to grandparents that girls can be excellent too.

One day, will it be completely different?
After thinking about it, Anting suddenly realized that as a reborn person, he still didn't know enough about the people he had been with once.

Anting couldn't think of what to say for a moment.

Just at this moment, the two had already walked to the art building.

"Well... this place is really... scary at night." Last time, three people came, and this time, two people came, which seemed to be even more scary.

Today, Song Ci can already show his weak side in front of Anting.

An Ting smiled and said, "Remember that sentence!"

"That sentence?"

"No need to be afraid of ghosts, because I..."

Before Anting could finish speaking, Song Ci answered: "Because of you..."

God hates ghosts.

The next second, the two looked at each other and smiled at the same time.

Well... Although the fear was partially eliminated, there was still a little fear. When going upstairs, Song Ci couldn't help but grabbed the boy's clothes and walked up together.

The clothing style of the two is the same.

For the winter nights of [-] or [-] degrees Celsius, Anting also started to wear shoes for self-study in the evening.

Arriving at the fifth floor without any surprises.

The fifth floor of the art building is an abandoned area without any purpose. Except for the security uncle who patrols once a day, basically no one will come here.

Although the cat lives in the utility room, there is no lock in this room. Even if it is closed, there are still gaps in the windows. With the size of a small milk cat, it can basically move around freely.

It is free.

The little guy must have regarded this place as his own home. He slept during the day, went to the dining hall for food at seven or eight o'clock at night, and came back here at nine o'clock.

When An Ting and Song Ci pushed open the door, the little guy was indeed inside.

Maybe because he noticed the stranger's appearance, he curled up in the corner all of a sudden, bared his teeth, and looked fierce.

however.

The moment An Ting showed the food, the little guy completely lost the means of resistance, walked out on tiptoe, licked the food in the boy's hand, and found that no one was beating or scolding him, so he became presumptuous and gobbled it up.

Since there were no chairs in the utility room, both of them had to squat on the floor.

Song Ci squatted aside, put his hands on his knees, looked at the windy kitten, and said, "Well... Xiao An probably didn't find enough food today."

Although the little guy goes out to look for food every night, whether the stray cat can get enough to eat depends on luck.

Anting nodded and said, "Well, it does look like that."

Just when the two of them were chatting here, Mao Mao had already eaten and drank enough, and his belly was bulging. He suddenly noticed Song Ci, ran up on his short legs, and climbed directly up Song Ci's pants.

Song Ci was startled, staggered, and almost fell down. Fortunately, the young man had quick eyesight and quick hands, and stretched out his hand to support her.

Interesting.

The little cow took advantage of the situation and hid in the pocket of Song Ci's school uniform jacket. The cat head and cat head popped out, squinting its eyes and yawning. She probably felt that this place was very warm, like a kangaroo.

It is winter after all.

Seeing this, Anting joked: "It likes you very much."

Although the little cow has an extremely domineering face, she is actually a female cat.

Song Ci is a person who is very fond of small animals. Cats and dogs will get close to her.

She said helplessly: "It's a little dirty..."

The clothes or something were still stained.

In the winter, the little guy only takes a bath once every half a month, so it's really not very clean.

However, Song Ci didn't look angry.

She has always refused to admit it, but she is actually a girly person who likes cute things.

In comparison, the tomboy Qiao Liang may not be so girly, that person is just playful, he is in a hurry all day long, and he comes and goes as he pleases.

After a while, An Ting was afraid that the little guy's paws would hurt Song Ci, and it would be troublesome to vaccinate and so on, so he gently carried him out.

Subsequently.

Anting saw that the utility room was too dirty and decided to clean it up. He asked Song Ci to look after the cats in the corridor while he went into the utility room to clean up.

Excrement or something, it is best to clean up every day.

Otherwise, kittens can easily get sick.

Song Ci leaned against the edge of the corridor, and the cats also sat obediently on the ground, one person and one cat, quietly watching the teenager who was cleaning.

He obviously didn't do anything, but there was a touch of warmth.

Love seeing Anting doing housework... very heartwarming.

"Meow~"

Song Ci suddenly heard a cat meowing. She turned her head and looked at Xiao An An, who was sitting obediently on the ground. She stretched out her hand and rubbed it. She suddenly remembered some things from her childhood.

When she was in the fourth grade of elementary school, her family decided to buy a pet. Song Ci hesitated between a cat and a dog, and finally chose a dog.

Actually... the girl doesn’t keep a dog because she likes dogs, she just feels that dogs give her a sense of security, while cats can only be cute.

Over time, maybe because of Naite's company, Song Ci himself mistakenly thought that she liked dogs rather than cats.

Life is confusing.

After inquiring deeply and following the train of thought, Song Ci remembered more past events. She didn't just care about Anting recently, but she started to care about Anting when she returned to the small town after transferring to another school.

The reason is not complicated.

I heard...that boy lost his mother...

In a strange town, the girl didn't know anyone, so she naturally focused on An Ting, the boy who had experienced the same sadness as herself.

A little concerned.

Just as Song Ci fell into memories, An Ting came out from the utility room, carrying a bundle wrapped in old newspapers, and looked at Song Ci, "What are you thinking? It's so quiet..."

"It's nothing... I was just thinking that Anting really feels like a housewife." Song Ci smiled sweetly.

Maomao may have a different magical power, which makes this cold girl burst into such a sweet smile, just like a cycad tree blooming.

An Ting rolled his eyes, and complained: "The prerequisite for a family husband is to have a rich woman! Are you?"

"I'm quite poor for the time being." Song Ci knew that An Ting was joking, and continued, "When I get rich in the future, let you be my nanny."

An Ting was a little amused, and asked him, a reborn person, to be his personal nanny. Isn't this the same as the son-in-law of the Dragon King, a standard plot, hahaha.

In the next second, Song Ci noticed the ball of paper in An Ting's hand and asked, "What is that?"

Anting threw it away and said, "See for yourself."

Song Ci took it easily.

Out of curiosity, Song Ci naturally opened it and took a look, and was dumbfounded.

Cat Shit!

Song Ci suddenly became angry, wrapped up the newspaper, and ran after An Ting for a corridor, followed by the kitten, the scene was very interesting.

"Bad guy! It's disgusting!"

"How can I disgust you, you ask yourself, I'm too lazy to answer, let you take a look."

"Stop for me!"

"No!"

The chase was very enjoyable, but when the two reached the stairs, they heard the sound of footsteps and the light of a flashlight from below. The two looked at each other and ran back quickly.

The person who appeared with a flashlight at this time must be the patrolling school security guard.

Regardless of how a man and a woman will be treated in an empty art building after nine o'clock in the evening; just keeping a cat in private is enough troublesome.

The two moved quickly, took the cat, went back to the utility room, and closed the door.

(End of this chapter)