After rebirth, I have an extra sister

Chapter 389 Memories of the Cinema

Nine o'clock at night.

Anting and Qiao Liang came to the cinema.

If I remember correctly, this was the second time for the two of them to watch a movie.

The first time was in high school, when Zhu Jiajun asked Shen Huanyue to watch Marvel's superhero movie "Spider-Man 3" together. A group of people led by Anting were worried about Zhu Jiajun's first date, so they decided to tag along and watch the movie together.

Strictly speaking, this is the first time Anting and Qiao Liang watch a movie alone.

On the eighth day of the Lunar New Year, the Lunar New Year movie in the cinema had not yet been released. The two of them didn't really want to wait, so they found a nearest show and bought tickets directly.

Before entering the venue, I also bought Coke and popcorn.

Qiao Liang was leaning against the front desk, her hair swaying, looking eagerly at the popcorn coming out of the oven, muttering "biubiu"~

Weirdly cute.

That's the kind of person she is, she has to observe everything.

"Let's go, let's go in!" Anting pulled the hood of her sweater and urged.

"Ow~"

Although most office workers are already working or preparing to work, most student parties are still on winter vacation, and the occupancy rate of movie theaters at night is still above 50%.

Mainly couples.

Movies featuring couples are always weird. No one chooses the front and middle seats; instead, people grab the remote seats at the back.

I don’t know what these people want to do! ?

It's interesting to say that Anting and Qiao Liang obviously arrived relatively late, but they were able to choose a very good central location.

As soon as he sat down, Qiao Liang put his mouth to Anting's ear and said, "An Ting, there is a astringent atmosphere."

Anting couldn't help but have a black line on his forehead, "Don't tell the truth!"

"Hey hey hey..."

After the movie starts.

At first, the surroundings were actually fine; gradually, an ambiguous atmosphere became more and more permeated.

Anting is a person who is more attentive to his work. When he said he was watching a movie, he really was watching a movie. Qiao Liang was a little restless and peeked at the activities around him. As expected, he was doing everything.

Holding hands and kissing are all childish.

What's even more outrageous is to put your hand in it.

Qiao Liang couldn't do anything so crazy, so he kept his usual mischievous style, stretched out two fingers, lightly touched the side of the Coke cup, and dipped it into a smear of cold liquid.

When the boy wasn't paying attention, he touched two fingers and pressed them on the boy's cheek.

Anting was startled by the sudden coldness. He turned his face and saw that Qiao Liang had put away his hand and was looking at him eagerly, with glossy lips.

"You...what are you doing?"

"Nothing done."

Followed by.

While Anting wasn't paying attention, Qiao Liang repeated his old tricks.

It's more like teasing than playing.

It was a joy to tease.

Anting originally misunderstood, thinking that this girl was kissing him secretly, but after wiping the water stains on his cheeks twice, he realized that it was not cola, and he probably knew that it was not a secret kiss.

Because...your mouth will be sticky with the sugar from Coca-Cola.

Just when Qiao Liang was about to launch the next wave of teasing, Anting saw the right moment, turned around decisively, and arrested him on the spot.

Afraid that this girl would continue to play pranks, he simply kept holding her hand.

"Don't make trouble!"

"Ow."

however.

Anting still underestimated Qiao Liang too much. This girl never stopped doing anything. Now that her hand was caught, she simply leaned out and lightly touched the young man's cheek with lightning speed.

The girl smiled carelessly, "Hehehe, he must have been bitten by a cat."

Anting blushed, "Well..."

Next….

This girl was quite at ease. She just put her head on Anting's shoulder and said quietly while looking at the big screen: "Suddenly I remembered something from the past."

"whats the matter?"

"I remember hearing you say that after a person dies, he goes back to the cinema, finds a place of his own, and quietly relives his life..."

"I think I said something similar." Anting recalled for a while and nodded.

"Probably like now?"

Anting's eyes were like water and he said calmly: "Maybe..."

While chatting, Qiao Liang felt a little sleepy and fell asleep leaning on the young man's shoulder.

Looking at the girl on his shoulders, especially the longer and dull hair, Anting looked more and more strange, recalling some memories from his past life after a long absence.

Right before rebirth, before going to the operating table.

He had seen this profile before.

Right at the hospital.

The nurse asked: "Mr. An, you are having an operation tomorrow afternoon. Do you really not need to notify relatives or friends?"

"No, it's a minor surgery, isn't it? I can do it alone."

While answering, a long, straight black figure flashed in Anting's mind. That person was studying abroad and had not been seen for a long time. Times have changed, I am no longer a second-generation renter, and there are not many people around me.

Although he had to go into the operating room, there was no one he was particularly worried about, except for Song Ci.

If possible, I would really like to meet her.

"That's okay!"

"Ah."

And this time.

A gust of wind mixed with the scent of sweet-scented osmanthus blew by, attracting Anting's attention. He followed the source and saw a beautiful figure with waist-length hair. The most conspicuous one was the stubbled hair, clearly dressed like a lady. It's an ordinary dress, but it's paired with a red peaked cap, which looks very evil.

For a moment, Anting thought he saw Song Ci.

A closer look revealed that it wasn't.

Looking back now, I wonder if the figure from behind was this girl? !

The more I think about it, the more I believe it.

In the previous life, Anting settled in City A, while Qiao Liang reported to the hospital in City A regularly.

Because Qiao Liang always had short hair, he didn't recognize her at all.

Although I did not know this person in her previous life, it is certain that when Anting was 29 years old, this woman lived a good life and lived to her thirties.

For a long time, Anting had been worried about this girl who was as beautiful as a summer flower, fearing that she would wither like a fallen leaf in autumn.

It seems that I am worrying too much.

……

After the Lantern Festival.

The second semester of freshman year has kicked off.

Anting’s campus life has an additional band activity compared to last semester.

"Ah...who stole my dragon fruit!?"

C404 dormitory.

As soon as Zhou Haojing entered the door and opened the locker, he cried and howled on the spot. The dragon fruit he had just bought was missing. He turned around to look.

I saw Yang Luyao and Huang Weijie sitting in front of the desktop computer watching the 101 game.

Ok…

The next spring season has already begun.

next second.

Zhou Haojing put his head between the two of them and stared angrily. He found that their mouths were red and there were particles of dragon fruit, "Have you seen my dragon fruit?"

Neither of them dared to look at Zhou Haojing, but they shook their heads wildly.

"Then what are you eating?"

"Banana..."

This interesting scene made Anting laugh and couldn't help laughing.

"Hahaha."

Zhou Haojing snorted coldly, not bothering to care about the two brats who stole my dragon fruit and refused to admit it.

Then, he turned his attention to Anting, who was sitting on the table playing guitar, holding an old guitar.

Everyone in the dormitory already knew that Anting had joined a campus band, which seemed to be called FA, and the leader was the notorious Song Yuxun.

These people organize a road show every week, and the feedback is mediocre.

At this moment, it was not unusual to see this kid playing guitar in the dormitory.

Say something.

Putting aside the FA band as a collective, just looking at Anting's personal level, it is actually very strong.

Zhou Haojing has a common problem among urbanites. He is used to looking at brands, whether it is clothes, shoes, or musical instruments. He recognized this guitar at a glance as a domestic brand that was made many years ago and seemed to have gone out of business.

This guitar is most likely a second-hand item with some history, no, even a second-hand item.

He knew clearly in his heart - Anting, this guy, was really poor.

It was time to apply for the poverty bursary for this school year. He was too embarrassed to mention it directly in front of everyone, so he simply sent a message to Anting.

"An Ting, the application for the poverty bursary for the new semester has begun. Do you need it?"

Anting, who was playing the guitar, heard his cell phone ringing. He picked it up and saw that it was a message from Zhou Haojing. He was quite confused as to why he was sending messages face to face.

Looking at the content of the message again, I laughed and felt a little moved at the same time.

Since his rebirth, whether it is Xu Qingshu, Wang Zihong and others in high school, or Zhou Haojing in college, everyone has been a very good person.

Anting shook his head, graciously, and refused in person: "Thank you, I don't need the poverty scholarship, I will leave it to other people in need."

"what…"

The ah here expresses surprise.

It's not that I'm surprised that Anting rejected me, but I'm surprised that Anting would say it so openly.

Huang Weijie and Yang Luyao, who were eating dragon fruit, heard the conversation here and turned their eyes. They immediately guessed what the two were talking about. They looked at each other and smiled, pretending not to care, and continued to watch the game.

Zhou Haojing thought for a moment and said with a smile, "Okay."

Anting has always wanted to go to school since high school, but he always met good classmates and roommates.

(End of this chapter)