Timeless Bonds in a Modern World Chapter 10

Details about death in a previous life.

Ryan couldn't remember clearly, he just remembered lying on the operating table, and suddenly a revolving door started to appear.

It was a very magical revolving lantern. From the moment of death, time went back and scenes from the past came to mind, and finally it went back to the 100-day oath-taking ceremony.

The revolving door of youth did not bring him back memories before the third year of junior high school, but he did revisit the memories from the age of 29 to 15.

The above are all trivial.

The point is, one of the scenes in the revolving lantern was exactly the questions for the high school entrance examination. He couldn't remember all of it, but he had a vague impression of it.

This is Ryan’s trump card and also the source of its confidence.

Of course...An Ting didn't plan to tell Brandon Gao and Ethan Zhu the questions he remembered for the time being.

On the one hand, the timeline had changed and he didn't know whether the test questions would change, so he couldn't afford to take the risk; on the other hand, he still hoped that even if there was a certain element of cheating, he must let Brandon Gao and Ethan Zhu feel the feeling of fighting a hard battle.

The high school entrance exam can rely on Ryan’s memories of his past life, but what about the college entrance exam?

Ryan had never experienced the college entrance examination in his previous life, so he couldn't help.

As to the question of whether this behavior is cheating.

Ryan is just an ordinary man, and ordinary people are naturally clichéd. In this life, he has to protect everyone around him. As for other strangers, he can't care so much.

He had to make himself strong and invincible. How could he protect others if he couldn't even protect himself?

The scene returns to this moment.

Ryan is memorizing English words at the computer desk in the living room on the third floor of his home...

"Did you win, son?"

Halfway through the recitation, An's father walked in. He was a little disappointed to see his son sitting in front of the computer, but he didn't expect that his enthusiasm would be just a passing moment and he would be addicted to games again a week later.

But when he looked closer, the computer was indeed open, with only an online dictionary translation...

"Uh... You scared me, Dad, how did you get in?" Ryan sat on the rotating computer chair with his legs crossed, looking at his father helplessly through his messy bangs, "Don't suddenly show up when others are seriously engrossed, it's easy to get carried away!"

"Uh... Dad was wrong."

Father An admitted his mistake, not only because he frightened his son, but also because he misunderstood his son and thought he was playing games...

Ryan did not blame his father, but just asked: "What's wrong?"

"Dad made you some soup, drink it later. There is one more thing."

In addition to being a landlord, Father An also has other things to do, which is banquet contracting. These are not private banquets in big hotels, but big pot banquets in the village.

This is a job that depends on fate. If it's a good month, you can travel around for a month. If it's an unlucky month, you may not have any work at all.

My dad likes this job very much. He enjoys the joy and excitement.

However, there are fewer and fewer wedding banquets in recent years, and everyone goes to big hotels.

Looking back on this matter with the soul of a 29-year-old, Dad An has probably always been lonely, so he came up with the idea of   starting a business after being rejected by Ryan for remarriage in his previous life.

"Well, I'll go downstairs and have some soup after I finish memorizing these two pages of words. What else?"

"Tomorrow is Saturday. Aunt Sarah is moving in. I'll drive over at noon. Do you want to come with me?"

honestly.

Father An hopes that Ryan will go with him, firstly to help with moving things, and secondly to highlight his importance and let the two members of the Song family know that Ryan truly accepts them.

Ryan understood what his father meant, nodded, and said, "Well, I'll go over and help."

"Excuse me, but could you please ride your motorcycle over there?"

"Hmm? Motorcycle?"

...

Saturday.

After lunch.

At three o'clock in the afternoon, the spring afternoon sun was not so strong. Dad drove a Santana and Ryan rode a women's motorcycle and went out together.

Aunt Sarah is a local, but her late husband is not.

A few years ago, after her husband passed away, she returned to her hometown alone with her daughter and started a new life.

Aunt Sarah’s parents are both gone, and she has a married younger brother. The old house will definitely be left to her son, as a daughter who is married off is like water spilled. Aunt Sarah can only buy a house locally, and she is still paying off the mortgage.

When Ryan arrived downstairs of the community, he finally understood why his father asked him to come here on a motorcycle - he saw Chloe Song, wearing a white T-shirt, lavender casual trousers and white shoes, leading a Samoyed that was a few years old.

"Hey, I'm here to transport dogs..."

The mother and daughter had a lot of luggage and didn't want to trouble An's father to make two trips, so they simply asked Ryan to drive another motorcycle over.

In the urban-rural fringe areas of third-tier cities, it is common for minors to drive motorcycles. Even in the eyes of Chloe Song, an excellent student, this does not seem to be a rare thing.

Ryan is a sloppy and carefree person, and the way he rides on a motorcycle adds a touch of ruffian vibe.

Chloe Song was no longer surprised, but still said politely: "Thank you for the trip."

"Just knowing how hard I work..."

"You...ah..."

Being polite to this guy is indeed a very stupid thing to do.

It’s not that Ryan doesn’t want to be polite to Chloe Song, but being too polite would make him seem distant. They will have to live together for the next few months, so it will be more natural for them to get along well with each other.

Then.

With the joint efforts of the An family father and son, they moved boxes of luggage into the trunk and back seat of the car, filling them up. They were busy until 4:30.

Then, Dad An and Aunt Sarah sat in the driver's seat and the passenger seat. The car was already full.

Only Ryan could take Chloe Song and the dog home.

Under the setting sun, the spring breeze is blowing, the dog is standing in front of the motorcycle obediently, Chloe Song is sitting behind, and Ryan is riding slowly forward...

Chloe Song and Ryan were standing one in front and one behind, keeping quite a distance between them, about half the length of a buttock. The former's hands were on the iron bar behind him instead of hugging the latter's waist.

Perhaps feeling that the atmosphere was a little awkward, Chloe Song chatted: "I see you riding a bicycle and roller skates along the riverside road every day, but I didn't expect you to be so calm on a motorcycle."

Hearing this, Ryan smelled the fragrance of the girl and said helplessly: "You don't even look at who I'm carrying, and you're still worried about your dog jumping out of the car... But I just found out that you have a dog."

"Isn't it normal for two women in the family to have a dog?"

"Uh...that's right."

In his previous life, Ryan, like everyone else, naturally regarded Chloe Song as a perfect girl; now, standing at a higher dimension, he seems to be able to perceive many details that he had never noticed before.

There are only two women in the family, and they probably lack a sense of security.

Having a dog is a very good choice.

"This Samoyed looks quite big. How long have you had it? What's its name?"

Hearing Ryan's question, Chloe Song replied: "Well, its name is Naite. I would call it Naite, um... the milk in milk, I have raised it for many years..."

"Hmm, milk?"

The white Samoyed, Naite is also very suitable.

"By the way...are you really going to live in my house?"

"What do you mean? Not welcome?" Chloe Song seemed to have relaxed, and asked back with a hint of coquettishness.

"It's not that I'm unwelcome, I just think it's a little strange."

Ryan's doubts make some sense.

Aunt Sarah is moving into my house, but you, Chloe Song, don’t have to live in my house.

Both families live in the same town, so they can see each other on weekends and go to school from Monday to Friday.

Chloe Song is not a frank person, but this time she came straight to the point: "Humph, how do I know what kind of person your father is? I want to go over and observe him for a while! I'm afraid your father will bully my mother..."

"Don't worry, my dad is a good man, but..."

"But what?"

"I'm not necessarily a good person!" Ryan joked.

Chloe Song pouted and said, "Bad guy...you are so good at protecting me."

Such an unintentional sound of coquettishness was so gentle and boundless.

The boy fell into a brief trance, and he didn't notice the speed bump on the ground, so he ran over it with the motorcycle.

The sudden shaking caused the girl, who was holding the railing at the back with both hands, to lose her grip and she fell forward, directly on the boy.