Song Ci lay quietly on the bed, skillfully pretending to be asleep.

There are still the whispers of relatives in the ears, and the sweet smell of food lingering in front of the nose, everything seems ordinary and warm.

Song Ci's heart couldn't calm down.

The day's experience replayed in her mind, but she commanded herself to forget.

At such a sensitive moment, going to meet that person is a taboo thing, and the more people who know, the more dangerous it is.

She's not stupid, she's not asking for trouble, and she's not going to drag her family into unpredictable danger.

Song Ci breathed heavily, and his sleeping face was quiet like an angel.

No one knows what kind of turbulent waves she is enduring in her small heart at the moment.

In the face of the emperor of men, all her disguises are invalid.

Just stood in front of that person, and it was as if all the internal organs had been seen through, and even the mental power was out of control for a while.

In the end, she still came out without danger.

Song Ci's heart is extremely complicated.

Without experiencing it herself, she had no way of knowing that she was not as desperate to witness history as she had imagined.

Maybe it's really distance that produces beauty.

In fact, to put it bluntly, it is still the fear and vigilance of the strong.

After all, the unspeakable secret of her rebirth may mean an irresistible temptation to some.

And now, she has no ability to protect herself at all.

There is no possibility of dying with the enemy like in his previous life, and he is completely slaughtered by others.

Thankfully, everything was just her speculation.

can give the order that animals are not allowed to become sperm after the founding of the People's Republic of China, that person is naturally extraordinary, and he also clearly recognizes himself as a "human".

There was no fundamental conflict, Song Ci could fully feel the charm of that person's personality, magnanimous, wise and intelligent, and didn't care about her ideas and secrets at all, and chatted with her in a friendly and caring manner.

That's all.

But it was enough for her to toss and turn and remember for a lifetime. 137

Song Ci sighed secretly, for the irreversibility of time, life is fading.

She couldn't help but think about that unsolvable proposition again, why was she the one who was reborn?

Why did Song Pandi also win the lottery?

What are the remarkable similarities between them?

If only He could be born again......

Stop, can't think.

Song Ci's breathing was chaotic for a moment, and then adjusted to a regular pattern.

Today's itinerary should be kept absolutely confidential, and even the family can't tell them, so they won't have trouble sleeping.

People at that level have the best intellectual means in a country, and ordinary people like themselves really can't play, no, they don't even have the qualifications to enter the market.

It's still the same sentence, don't bother yourself, plain is true.

Song Ci's mind was in a mess, and the more he wanted to be calm, the more noisy it became.

Why did you break her peaceful life? She's really completely harmless, really!

Song Ci shouted wantonly in his head, venting the fright he had endured that day.

But it's not enough.

She remembered meeting her teacher as she was leaving.

She didn't expect to see acquaintances there, she thought that He Wanli was ordered to lead a team to the south to fight the flood and provide disaster relief.

Thinking about it carefully, what He Wanli said before leaving was indeed a mission, not a disaster relief, and they misunderstood it by wishful thinking.

But since he was transferred to guard such a critical place, his identity must be kept secret, right?

Is that what that person means? Is it to calm her heart, or to deter her? Is she safe?

What does the teacher mean by that?

Going home early is a sign that something is going to happen at home?

Why do you want to play dumb riddles with her? She feels like her IQ is completely inadequate!

She didn't have the skills to observe words and colors, and in the face of these moody and invisible, she had no idea where to start, and her hair was bald!