MTL - Rebirth 90s: Sweetheart Cub-Chapter 484 Qiao Qiqi's dream

  Chapter 484 Qiao Qiqi's Dream

  Ordinary residential area in the outer ring of Beijing.

  In the cramped and dimly lit small bedroom, the girl was lying on the bed with her eyes closed, the corners of her mouth raised, her face blushing, proud and happy.

  …

   "Qiqi, you are really amazing, just one phone call away, Xiao Li will send someone to pick you up!"

  …

   "This set of diamond jewelry costs several million dollars, right? You said you wanted Xiao Li to send it to you right away, so desperate!"

  …

   "Where can I invite the prince of the Xiao family? He came to my grandpa's birthday party because of Qiqi's face."

  …

   "Miss Qiao, I beg you to help me, as long as the Xiao family is willing to give us this project, my company can be brought back to life! Don't worry, I will never treat you badly, and I will give you this amount after it is done!"

  …

   "Xiao Li, they all said that you like me, and they also said, I am your girlfriend..."

   "Hey, nonsense is nonsense. Do you clarify or should I clarify?"

   "For so many years, have you really not had a heart for me!"

   "It's just a matter of raising your hands to help you, Qiao Qiqi, I told you a long time ago that the person I like is not you."

  …

  The dream was bizarre, and the girl frowned more tightly as she went back, and the beads of sweat oozing from her forehead became denser and denser.

   Both hands also began to scratch restlessly in mid-air, as if trying to grab something that was about to slip away.

   After a while, the girl opened her eyes, staring blankly at the old yellow ceiling, panting heavily.

   For a moment, she couldn't tell whether she was awake or still in a dream.

  Qiao Qiqi in the dream, the first half of his life was full of flowers, like stars and moons.

  She got everything she wanted, because of the existence of Xiao Li, she stepped into that circle without breaking a sweat.

  Wherever she went, she was full of flattery and compliments, and even the daughter of a first-class wealthy family would avoid giving up three points in front of her.

  Dream it, it's a breeze.

  The daze in the fundus of the eyes gradually dissipated, and the clarity returned.

  Qiao Qiqi sat up slowly, turned on the bedside lamp, and glanced around.

  A palm-sized room with old decoration, the white paint on the walls has turned yellow due to age.

  A desk and a wardrobe, the single bed with a height of 8 meters takes up half of the room.

   This is her bedroom.

  Parents are both working, and their lives are more difficult than their own.

  Because she is the only daughter in the family, she is loved by her parents. As long as she wants, her parents will try their best to satisfy her within their ability.

   Unfortunately not enough.

  Entered an international middle school, saw a lot of flowers and brocades, and compared with myself, this kind of family background seemed too shabby.

  Qiao Qiqi wiped off the cold sweat on her forehead with trembling hands, the light in her eyes changed, becoming dim and unclear.

  During this period of time, she dreamed intermittently, and the scene in the dream was as real as if it had happened.

  She managed to attract the attention of the crown prince in the Beijing circle. With his escort, her journey went smoothly. Everywhere she went, there were flowers and applause, compliments and compliments.

  Live like countless people envy.

   A veritable uncrowned princess.

  There was no Song Sining in the dream.

  Without that obtrusive existence, her life is completely different from reality.

  The sweaty fingers tightened little by little, Qiao Qiqi bit her lip, her eyes gradually darkened.

  It would be great if... Song Sining didn't exist in reality!

  Take the mobile phone placed by the bed, open the WeChat friend list, and slide slowly on it with trembling fingertips.

  Finally stopped at a certain avatar.

  The eagle spread its wings.

   Li Fengyao.

  Qiao Qiqi recalled the scene in the dream again.

  In the dream, Xiao Li treats her completely differently from reality.

   There are exceptions.

  Li Fengyao's words and deeds towards her in reality are exactly the same as in the dream, there is no slight difference, like a reflection of reality.

  Starting from the second and half semester of high school, Li Fengyao gradually came into her sight, indifferent, elegant and graceful like a good son in troubled times.

  Every time we met in and out of school, he would always smile slightly, his eyes clear and moist, and he would first nod in greeting to her.

   Like a drizzle, invading her world little by little.

  If Song Sining hadn't appeared, Li Fengyao would have already pursued her.

  Avoid Xiao Li's sight, their relationship in private will get better and better and closer.

   Because of this, when the Li family was about to collapse, she helped intercede with Xiao Li, and the Li family finally escaped.

  ...And now, the Li family has collapsed.

  If Li Fengyao knew that Song Sining's appearance cut off the last chance of his family's life, would she regret it? Would she hate Song Sining like her?

  Qiao Qiqi looked down at the head portrait, mixing dreams with reality, malice and pleasure flashed in her eyes.

  Finally, she moved her finger away without clicking on the avatar.

  The Li family has collapsed, there is no place for the Li family in the wealthy family, Li Fengyao is just a dog in the water now.

  A person like this is of no use to her.

   There is no need to reconnect.

  …

at the same time.

  The door of a room in the Li family that had been closed for two days opened.

Qin Hui rushed over as soon as the door opened, "Ayao, you kid! You finally came out! How can you keep shutting yourself in the room without eating? Are you hungry? Mom will make you a bowl of noodles." ?”

  The thin figure of the young man walked out of the room, and looked down at the woman rushing in front of him.

  On a cold spring night, a dim crescent moon hangs on the sky, and the moonlight shines down dimly.

  The boy lowered his head, the moonlight couldn't shine into his eyes, and his eyes were covered in shadows, like black holes exposed in the abyss.

  Fitting those eyes, Tan Hui shivered for no reason, and her words froze for a moment.

   "Mom," the young man took two steps outside, his brows and eyes exposed under the moonlight were as clear as usual, "I'm not hungry, I'll eat noodles later. Is grandpa asleep?"

  Tan Hui's heart faded strangely, and she sighed, "Your grandfather is in the study, how can he sleep? The current situation at home..."

After a pause, she scowled and reprimanded in a low voice, "No matter what the situation is at home, you have to study hard! You have forgotten what Mom told you in private? Only by studying hard will you be able to stand out in the future. You are going to be in the third year of high school soon! Is this the time to delay? You really want to be in the quagmire with the Li family!" "Mom, I have a sense of proportion. I will go to grandpa first .”

  The young man smiled and comforted him, then turned his head and walked towards the library.

  The back is thin under the moonlight, the pace is slow and calm, there is a kind of sharpness like Baofeng coming out of his body and seeing blood seal his throat.

  Tan Hui looked at her son's back, and was stunned for a moment, the strange feeling that had dissipated just now came back to her heart.

  I always feel that there is something different about my son, but I can't figure it out after thinking about it.

  Looking at it, it's inexplicably a bit inconsistent.

  The Li family's scholarly family, the ancestral house inherited from generation to generation, the architecture and layout are full of history.

  The book building is located in the south of the courtyard, a three-story civil structure building.

  There is a black nanmu plaque on the gate on the first floor, and the ancestors mentioned the words and wrote "Library".

  The lights were on in the study building, Li Fengyao stood at the gate for a moment, her eyes fell on the black nanmu plaque.

   Then, he walked straight up to the third floor, bypassed the layers of ancient bookshelves, walked to the window on the third floor, and said to the white-haired old man who was leaning on the chair, "Grandpa, the Li family is still saved."

  (end of this chapter)