"Congratulations, you can go back to school normally, I hope you don't have to set foot here again." The woman in the white coat smiled at the person who was in better spirits and said with a smile.

The fifteen or sixteen-year-old girl with short shoulder-length hair sitting across from her nodded slowly, and after a while she remembered what else she had to say. "Thank you, doctor."

Seeing her come down, the boy sitting on the sofa immediately stood up, tidied up his clothes, and followed her out. "You, congratulations on your recovery, I'll treat you to something to eat and celebrate."

"No need, thank you for your enlightenment in the past two years, go back." Zhang Ning walked to a car, opened the door and sat down, and shouted to the man in the driver's seat, "Uncle Zhong." Yu An sat in the co-pilot and shouted, "Uncle Zhong."

"Hey, Xiao Ning, Xiao An." He opened his mouth and laughed, turned his head to look at her, and said, "From today on, Xiao Ning has been reborn!" Only they know what he said, and they hope that Zhang Ning can understand what he said. Her eyes fell on her mutilated little finger, and she still felt palpitations at the thought of that year's accident.

She sat side by side with the dog on a warm blanket basking in the sun, leaning her head against the dog and lazily flipping through the books in her hands. Rebirth, man cannot be born again, life is always new, and in the end it is obsolete and gone. She looked at the familiar handwriting in the book, and a sense of melancholy welled up in her heart. "Leng Jian, time is gone, will the missing person ever see him again?"

Performing a mission, without seeing life or death, is said to have defected. The rumors spread, and the rumors became more and more powerful, maybe because of this he didn't dare to go home. She flipped the page, looked at her mother's room, and reached out to touch Leng Jian's head. "I'll go back with you for a while, that's where Dad lived when he was a kid, and you might be able to find him in the future."

Xiang Qian looked at her with a smile on his face, his eyes full of appreciation. "Uncle is not worried about your brother Yiyang's study, and he is worried that if no one cares about him, his study will decline. Ning Ning, please urge him more. ”

Zhang Ning looked at them who were playing with each other and nodded, "I will, they have good grades, don't worry too much." ”

"We want you to help them study, otherwise they will delay their studies because they go to play music, and they can be locked in their rooms to write music and they can be locked up for two days without eating. That's what our family should be. But each piece of music is very good. Father Ying looked at his child with a smile and muttered to Zhang Ning in a low voice.

As they left, the two of them each kicked their sons.

"In high school, I was still like a child. Go eat by yourself, we're out of time. It was the same hotel that I arranged for you. ”

"Go to dinner with Ning Ning, boy."

Seeing Uncle Xiang and his father driving away, Ying Jin jumped up and jumped proudly, feeling that it was not enjoyable and dancing to express his excitement.

"Now, we can live the life we want without constraints, Oye, Oye!" As he spoke, he sang "Ouye" rhythmically.

Yu An, who came down the stairs, smiled, and after seeing Zhang Ning, he ran down quickly. "Xiao Ning, you're here."

Zhang Ning nodded, not understanding why he saw himself, his lips were always curved, and the smile was too thick.

Xiang Yiyang walked over and put on his scarf again, "Xiao Ning, is your nanny here?" ”

"Not yet." Zhang Ning saw the man coming in and out of the kitchen, and asked, "Is he your nanny?" ”

The man noticed her gaze and smiled back at her gently, "Hello, little sister." ”