Rebirth: Fast Track Love novel Chapter 8

Because of her carsickness, the house her mother rented was not far from the supermarket. Wendy helped her mother carry the stuff and slowly walked home.

The mother and the daughter walked along the street, talking and laughing. Suddenly, she caught a glimpse of a figure on the bus. She opened her eyes wide in disbelief.

Her body reacted more quickly than her brain. When she came to her senses, she found that she had jumped into the bus.

Before the driver could close the door, a face popped out and startled him. "Fuck! That's so scary! If you want to get on the bus, you can ask me to open the door. If I closed the door just now, you would have bumped into the door. It doesn't matter if the door is broken but if your head is damaged, you will die! "

The driver was chattering without stopping. However, Wendy didn't pay any attention to his words. She was stunned and just stared at the man in the bus seat.

Was it her illusion again? No, this should not be her illusion!

Since Wendy's gaze was so affectionate, Harold withdrew his gaze from the scenery outside the window and looked at her.

She looked into the familiar eyes, saw the cold hearted man, the caring man, the man who was killed in a exploded car crash for her.

Harold looked at Wendy in silence with a frown.

Sara was confused. She followed Wendy into the bus and asked, "Wendy, why did you suddenly take a bus? It's not far from here to our home. We can walk home. And we don't have too many stuff to carry. Wendy? Wendy, you are crying! Are you feeling uncomfortable? "

All of a sudden, when Wendy turned around, she was already weeping. As soon as she regained her composure, she wiped the tears on her face. Lowering her head, she said, "Mom, I am fine."

"Hey, are you going to take the bus or not?" The driver shouted with dissatisfaction.

With pity, Sara took the stuff from Wendy and said, "let's walk home."

"Don't worry, mom. Let's take the bus home." Wendy's eyes turned red. She glanced at Harold from time to time.

Sara sensed her daughter's abnormality. Normally, her face turned pale and her body kept sweating as soon as she sat in a car.

Except for crying inexplicably just now, her face looked normal. Sara doubtfully put the money into the cash box.

An old man sitting next to Harold spotted the oddness of Wendy. He turned and winked at Harold. Harold frowned and shook his head slightly.

The old man turned around to look at Sara, and asked kindly, "is this your child? Why is she crying? "

Sara touched Wendy's head as she explained, "When my daughter was a kid, her head was hurt. She started to feel dizzy and sick as soon as she get on a car. She had gone to the hospital to get some help and took the carsickness medicine, but it had no effect at all. I asked her if she felt somewhere uncomfortable but she didn't tell me. Alas! "

The old man looked at Wendy and said, "If you feel uncomfortable, you'd better tell your mom immediately. Don't keep it to yourself."

All Wendy could think about was why Harold appeared here. Did he have the memories about his previous life? If he didn't remember her, what should she do!

The old man's voice pulled her consciousness back. Wendy shook her head and said, "I'm fine. I don't feel dizzy today."

"Little girl, which grade are you in this year?"

"The first grade of high school." Wendy answered obediently. The old man was sitting next to Harold, so she could see Harold openly.

If it was not because her reason told her to be calm, she really wanted to throw herself into Harold's arms and had a good cry.

"He is six years older than you, now a junior in a university." The old man patted Harold on the back with a laugh.

"Is he your grandson?" Wendy asked curiously. She had never seen Harold's family in her previous life.