The Queen of Rebirth

Chapter 53 Diary
That day, when Fu Siling went out to run errands, she volunteered to help him clean his house. In fact, she herself was a bit of a sloppy person. The place she lived was in a mess, but for some reason, she cleaned the room for Fu Siling When it was time, I was as excited as if I had been injected with chicken blood!

While working hard, someone knocked on the door suddenly.

She looked at Zhang Jiajia standing at the door through the cat's eyes, hesitated for a moment, and opened the door anyway.

In fact, she just wanted to be angry with her. She didn't expect that behind Zhang Jiajia stood Fu Zhengwei with a stern face. His eyes had been looking at her so unfriendly that she didn't even have the most basic courtesy No, he wasn't even invited to come in and sit down.

As a result, Fu Zhengwei's impression of her became worse and worse.

"What are you doing at the door? Do you want my dad to sit at the door and talk to you?" Zhang Jiajia said in a high-pitched voice.

Song Zhenqian stepped aside quickly, took out his shoes and put them on the ground, "I'll make tea for you."

"Song Xiaoqian, don't you know that you should be called the elder?" Zhang Jiajia deliberately found fault!

Song Zhenqian gritted his teeth.

When I become your sister-in-law one day, I will take care of you slowly!

Now I don't care about it!

Song Zhenqian thought fiercely, turned around to make tea, and left the father and son on the sofa in the living room.

After a while, Song Zhenqian made the tea and put it in front of Fu Zhengwei. Before he could speak, Zhang Jiajia's machine-gun-like mouth opened his mouth again, "Song Xiaoqian, is your tea brewing or boiling? It takes so long. .Do you not want to entertain us, so avoid us on purpose!"

"Of course not." Song Zhenqian smiled at the corner of his mouth, as if he insisted on not changing his face no matter what he said, "It's just that Xiaosi has something to go out, and I'm not very good at making tea, so I wasted a little time. That Uncle, if you want to find Xiao Si, you may have to wait until night."

"You're driving us away, aren't you?" Zhang Jiajia spoke again, obviously here to find fault.

"No, no, where will it be? This is Xiaosi's residence. You can stay as long as you want."

"There is still self-knowledge." Zhang Jiajia said disdainfully.

Song Zhenqian pursed her lips. Did Zhang Jiajia want to intervene in every word she said? !
Paralyzed, I will stop talking!
"Jiajia, you go outside to pick up your brother, I have something to talk to her about." Fu Zhengwei, who had been silent for so long, suddenly said sternly.

"Where do I go to pick up my brother? I'll just listen while you talk about things, and I promise not to talk."

"Jiajia!" Fu Zhengwei frowned.

Zhang Jiajia was so frightened that she quickly stood up from the sofa, "I'm going to pick up my brother."

Song Zhenqian couldn't help laughing when she saw her leaving in despair.

But she had to admit that in front of Fu Zhengwei, she couldn't laugh for half a second!

In a quiet room, Fu Zhengwei was sitting on the sofa, and Song Zhenqian sat on the other side in a regular manner, watching Fu Zhengwei's serious face vigilantly.

"What are you doing back here?"

That sentence again.

She came back to look for Fu Siling, what else could she do.

I kept rolling my eyes in my heart, and said slowly, "I didn't want to stay in that place, so I came back."

"Qin Yuanxiu is willing to let you back?" He raised his eyebrows, looking at him in disbelief.

"I escaped."

"For you?" Very disdainful eyes scanned her whole body.

"Qin Yuanxiu sent me to the base for training."

"No wonder." Fu Zhengwei nodded.

Song Zhenqian looked at Fu Zhengwei cautiously. In fact, the reason why she cooperated was because she wanted to talk more.

"Have you ever gone back?"

"Ah?" Song Zhenqiang looked at her blankly.

"Have you ever returned to your own home?"

It turns out that Ou Yao is not an orphan!

She once thought that Ou Yao was just like her.

She shook her head.

"Let's go, I'll take you back." Fu Zhengwei suddenly stood up and said with some seriousness.

Song Zhenqian hesitated.

After going back, she didn't even know her parents, wouldn't she be exposed easily? !
Paralyzed, what should she do!
"Although your brother passed away, since he's back, let's go and have a look." Fu Zhengwei looked at her hesitation, thinking that she was worried about other things.

Song Zhenqian frowned even more.

It turned out that her brother was dead, damn it, last time Qin Yuanxiu asked her to go to hell!
On second thought, in such a remote place, we should still go to the cemetery.

But, why did Fu Siling's father and Qin Yuanxiu both know Ou Yao's brother at the same time? !What is the identity of Ou Yao's brother? !

In the end, she took Fu Zhengwei's special car to a not-so-good neighborhood in S City. The neighborhood was a bit old. Fu Zhengwei took her into a small building without an elevator. They climbed up to the third floor and stopped. At the door, Fu Zhengwei took out the key placed above the door and opened the door.

In addition to being old and accidental, there is also a dusty smell, and it seems that no one has lived in it for a long time.

So, does Ou Yao have no parents?

fair enough.

She couldn't help looking around, but it was just two bedrooms and one living room. The decoration of the room was very simple. When she walked into the two bedrooms, it was easy to see that the room with the pink quilt must be Ou Yao of.

She opened Ou Yao's drawer, took a look by the way, and found a diary full of meetings.

Can't help but open it, it's Ou Yao's diary!

X year X month X day.

Today, I should be in the first year of high school.

My brother made breakfast very early, and drove me to the school to report on the motorcycle. I always feel that I am really happy when I have my brother. I hope that I like and live with my brother so happily all the time. Even without parents, Even if we are not biological siblings, even if I treat my brother...

It doesn't matter, as long as my brother is by my side, I can do anything.

Ou Yao's handwriting is very delicate, completely different from Song Zhenqian's handwriting now.

And that diary entry was also from many years ago.

From the diary, one can faintly see her happiness that seems to have disappeared.

X year X month X day.

Today is my 18th birthday, God gave me a gift, a gift that made my world collapse.I don't know how I accepted that fact, I just watched my brother lying quietly in the morgue with his bloodless cheeks, and he called me in the morning to tell me that he would come back to celebrate my birthday with me in the evening. Yes, blood's birthday?

(End of this chapter)