Quick Transmigration: Don't Let That Cannon Fodder Go

Chapter 30 That Yandere Novel Cannon Fodder 9

Shen Qibai's Adam's apple bobbed twice, and he felt his throat suddenly tighten.

"sorry."

Shen Qibai looked at her, his chest feeling increasingly tight.

Song Xianyin was stunned for a moment. Why did her brother suddenly apologize to her?

"What's wrong with my brother?" she asked, looking at him helplessly.

Shen Qibai looked into her eyes and suddenly didn't know what to say.

He knew he was a despicable person; he had taken advantage of her, yet now he was delusional enough to expect her to forgive him.

Shen Qibai was silent for a while, then shook his head: "Ayin, you won't bother me. I look forward to what you send me every day."

Song Xianyin stared at him blankly, then awkwardly avoided his gaze: "Oh, I see. Then I'll continue sending them to my brother from now on."

Although Shen Qibai replied to every message, she wondered if he was just too embarrassed to refuse. She didn't expect him to actually read them.

Shen Qibai breathed a sigh of relief and said softly, "Ayin, it's getting late, you should rest first."

"I'll take care of that annoying classmate of yours."

The Shen Qibai of the past was very aggressive; he would clearly show who he disliked on his face. But the current Shen Qibai has lost that aggressiveness and seems more gentle, like the kind of older brother next door that elders would praise.

But Song Xianyin always felt that something was not right, but she couldn't quite put her finger on it.

Song Xianyin said goodnight and went to sleep.

The next day when she arrived at school, the boy hadn't come to Song Xianyin's classroom all day.

At first I thought it was a coincidence, but I didn't see him for the next two or three days.

The students in the class started to find it strange.

"I thought it could last much longer, but it hasn't been that long."

"I heard he's still in the hospital. He was beaten so badly he had to go to the ICU that day," a boy said quietly.

It looked terrifying; they were really beating them to death.

The two of them secretly glanced in Song Xianyin's direction. As expected of the Song family, they were ruthless in their actions.

Song Xianyin paused in her reading, then glanced at them thoughtfully.

Recently, her mother asked her if she had a boy she liked, and her father often talked about his friend's son in front of her, as if he wanted to arrange a marriage for her.

If nothing unexpected happens, she will meet her so-called arranged marriage partner in a few days.

As soon as Song Xianyin got home, she saw an unfamiliar car parked at the door.

The car owner was on the phone. Song Xianyin paused for a moment, looking at the familiar figure with some uncertainty.

She took a few steps forward, and when she saw who it was, she immediately rushed over.

"elder brother!"

Shen Qibai held her steadily, and Song Xianyin hugged his neck tightly, tears welling up in her eyes immediately: "Brother, you're really back."

She really missed him, but she was too embarrassed to say it.

He laughed and said, "If I don't come back soon, you'll forget about me."

"How can it be!"

Song Xianyin felt a little guilty. To be honest, although Shen Qibai had only been away from home for a few months, their relationship had already started to become awkward.

She's been like this since she was little. For a while, her mother sent her to her maternal grandmother's house. When she saw her mother again, she didn't know how to get along with her.

Since then, her mother has never sent her to her maternal grandmother's house alone again, for fear that her daughter would become estranged from her.

“Brother, brother, brother!”

Shen Qibai couldn't help but laugh when he heard the familiar six-character address. It was like he was a completely different person from the one in the video.

When he video-chatted with her a few days ago, he sensed that she was very uncomfortable, even to the point of being in pain.

"Brother, I'm so tired, carry me inside." Song Xianyin wailed, leaning on Shen Qibai's shoulder.

She was so tired, and the teacher's demands on her were getting stricter and stricter.

After the two entered the house, Jiang Jingzhi looked at the two people by the door, and the smile on her lips immediately faded.

Song Zhenkuan naturally knew what his wife was thinking: "Ayin, how old are you? You still need your brother to carry you."

Song Xianyin turned her head and snorted, "Dad, you're really something. My brother is willing to carry me, but Dad is too old to carry me anymore."

Looking at Song Xianyin, Song Zhenkuan raised an eyebrow: "How old are you? How old is your brother? Will your brother still have a girlfriend in the future?"

Song Xianyin was stunned when she heard this. Girlfriend?

She looked at Shen Qibai, who was helping her change her shoes. How could she have forgotten this? Her brother was in college now and should have a girlfriend by now.

The thought of it made her feel depressed.

At the dinner table, Song Zhenkuan kept talking to Shen Qibai about work, and his smile grew wider and wider.

"The younger generation is truly formidable; we are all getting old," Song Zhenkuan remarked with a sip of his wine.

He looked at Song Xianyin, who was standing next to him with a sullen expression, and laughed, "You silly girl, you're always talking about your brother, why are you still looking so sullen now that your brother is back?"

Just as Song Xianyin was about to retort, she met Shen Qibai's gaze. She choked up and lowered her head again.

"Your aunt and I have been very worried about Ayin lately."

"Ayin?" Shen Qibai asked, somewhat puzzled.

Song Zhenkuan looked worried: "We want to find a man for Ayin to marry into the family, but of course, the premise is that he must have a good personality and character. We are not comfortable with Ayin getting married out."

Shen Qibai tightened his grip on the fork and said with a faint smile, "Uncle, Ayin is still young. Isn't this too early?"

Song Zhenkuan waved his hands repeatedly: "It's not early, it's not early. It's hard to find now. He still has to be obedient to Ayin. You know Ayin's personality, she can be infuriating."

If we find someone strong, what if Ayin gets bullied? We also need to find someone obedient who can help Ayin with chores, so that Ayin won't have to worry about things at home in the future.

Song Zhenkuan gets a headache whenever this is mentioned. He regrets not raising the neighbor's son from a young age.

But she can't be too weak either, otherwise Ayin will have to support her in everything, and then Ayin will be very tired.

He thinks about this every day, so much so that he can't sleep.

Shen Qibai ate his meal quietly. As for being a live-in son-in-law, that depends on whether they have the fate to do so.

The house became much livelier after Shen Qibai returned. After taking a shower, Song Xianyin was about to go downstairs for a drink of water when she opened the door and saw Shen Qibai coming up with a glass of water.

She looked at him and burst out laughing. She had seen this scene before, after being scolded by her teacher when she was a child.

Song Xianyin nestled in his arms and sniffed his scent: "Brother smells just like me."

Shen Qibai's Adam's apple bobbed. He held her tightly around the waist, pulling her close in his arms.

His face was buried in her neck, her fragrance lingering in his nostrils, and a hint of infatuation flashed in Shen Qibai's eyes.

"Brother." Warm breath brushed against her neck, and Song Xianyin's ears turned slightly red. She awkwardly flinched away.

But Shen Qibai hugged her even tighter, as if he wanted to meld her into his arms.

He had been waiting for this hug for far too long.