
At night, Jian Ai dreamed very realistically.
In his dream, he could not see anyone, and there were no scenes at all. All he saw were words. I seem to be an ancient legend or a lost sect.
Suddenly, a clear voice sounded in his mind. “In the Primordial World, the founder of the spiritual sect, Yu Jiang, pursues lifelong learning in his life. He chose those who were against destiny and integrated himself into their bloodline. He decided everything.”
This voice was enormous and powerful, far and smooth as if it was the call of an older man from another space and time. The sleeping Jian Ai suddenly woke up and found that words had filled the space above him.
Against destiny?
These were the first words that came to Jian Ai's mind. In his dream, he remembered the words he heard. It is said that those who oppose destiny, he will integrate his bloodline into them.
He had somehow been reborn from the age of twenty-six and returned to the age of fourteen. Could this be the so-called opposing destiny?
He raised his eyes to look at the golden words in front of him. It was a secret manual from an ancient sect. It recorded twelve sets of mental cultivation techniques from its founder, Yu Jiang. Before Jian Ai could read the contents carefully, thousands of golden words leaped as if they had a life of their own. Then, as Jian Ai was stunned, they all flew into his brain.
The sudden surge of cognitive energy made Jian Ai's brain burn like it was on fire. He felt his brain swell and heat up, and he felt bad. It took less than two minutes for the energy to fade until it was gone.
At this moment, Jian Ai could utter twelve sets of mental cultivation techniques easily, as if it had already been etched into his mind.
Jian Ai sat on the bed and looked at the Small Ball alarm clock. He raised his hand, and the alarm clock on the bedside table flew towards Jian Ai.
Jian Ai was surprised as well as delighted. He had thought that the rebirth was the greatest blessing from heaven, but who would have thought that he would receive the gift of a set of skills from an ancient sect? No doubt it was a pleasant surprise.
Rebirth was already unbelievable, and now he had learned twelve sets of mental cultivation techniques. If none of this were to happen, Jian Ai would never believe such a thing would happen in this world.
When he woke up in the morning, it was already 6 am. Jian Ai quickly took a bath, put on the school uniform she had not seen for a long time, carried her school bag, and walked out.
At this moment, her mother and brother were already busy at their breakfast stall. Jian Ai would have breakfast at the stall every morning before going to school.
“Xiao Ai!”
As he walked, someone called out his name from behind.
Jian Ai stopped and looked back. A girl of her age, wearing the same uniform, chased after her.
Guan Tao was Jian Ai's classmate and best friend. The two grew up together. From Kindergarten to High School, they live in the same place. When they reach university, they apply to different schools because of different ideals but are still good friends.
Guan Tao married a wealthy second-generation heir in his previous life and gave birth to twins. Both are boys. She could straighten her back at her in-laws house and live a comfortable life.
“You will go to school after you recover? Why don't you rest at home for a few more days?” Guan Tao went up and asked with concern.
Suddenly seeing Guan Tao when he was young, Jian Ai could not help but be stunned for a moment. Then, he said, “I'm fine. I haven't been to school in a few days. If I don't leave now, I won't be able to catch up. ”
When Guan Tao saw that Jian Ai's expression had completely improved, he felt relieved. Then, he sighed and said, “Don't provoke Li Yunmei and the others in the future. They are rich and powerful. They pushed you into the pool this time. What if they do something more out of line next time? ”
Jian Ai was stunned. He remembered that he had a fever because he had fallen into the water. Why did he not remember that this had something to do with Li Yunmei?
Jian Ai and Guan Tao were of the second type. Otherwise, ordinary families would not be able to afford the expensive tuition fees.
Those who receive scholarships are in the minority. Since teenage girls liked to form groups, Jian Ai and Guan Tao, who lived in the slums of the Southern City District, would naturally be exiled or even bullied by their classmates.
However, Jian Ai did not have the impression that Li Yunmei pushed him into the school pond. That never happened in a life before.
Maybe after rebirth, things have changed?
“Xiao Ai, I'm talking to you.”
“I understand.” Jian Ai regained her senses and quickly replied.
Their family breakfast stall is located at the end of the street. Since the location is not bad, they are not the only breakfast shop nearby.
“Aunt Mei, Xiao Ai and I were sitting outside,” Guan Tao called the busy Wang Yunmei.
“Alright, please wait a minute. I'll be there soon.” Wang Yunmei replied while busying himself.
Breakfast shops are more or less the same every day, and they have a steady stream of customers. Since Wang Yunmei's fried dough sticks were delicious, those who liked to eat fried sticks were happy to come to his stall for breakfast.
“Beautiful girls, what do you want to eat?”
Just then, Jian Yu came to the table and asked with a smile.
As soon as he saw Jian Yu, Guan Tao's eyes sparkled. But before he could say anything, Jian Ai spoke first, “Susu soybeans, fried dough sticks, and two tea eggs. Brother, hurry. We won't make it in time. ”
“Oke.” Jian Yu raised his eyebrows and returned to the stall.
Guan Tao opened his mouth but did not say anything. His eyes followed Jian Yu inside.
“Alright, stop looking. Your eyeballs fly out.” Jian Ai looked at Guan Tao in amusement.
Guan Tao pouted and rolled his eyes. “Aunt May is very good at giving birth. You and your brother are very handsome.”
Jian Ai was fair and had an oval face. Her facial features are not beautiful, but she is a classic beauty.
On the other hand, Jian Yu had thick eyebrows, large eyes, and large white teeth. When she smiled, she looked like a small sun. Not many girls could resist it.
“But it's true. Aunt Mei is also handsome. You both have good genes,” added Guan Tao.
He's correct. Wang Yunmei gave birth to Jian Yu when she was seventeen years old. She gave birth to Jian Ai when she was twenty-one years old. Now, he's thirty-five. It's hard to believe that she has two kids this age.
The job of a thirty-five-year-old middle-aged woman is a nightclub hostess. If word gets out, people will probably laugh at it.
However, Wang Yunmei was different. She was born beautiful, and even though she was thirty-five years old, her skin was still tight, and her figure was. She was even more charming than the young girls.