The Villain’s Mother

In Nguyen Xia's impression, Song Ting Shen has always been steady. Even if he occasionally said something earthy, it was serious. He suddenly confessed to her with this kind of Taiwanese cavity. In this small shop, she held a dumpling and stared at him. After a while, she couldn't help but say: “I made it. ”

Song Ting Shen is probably also a little embarrassed. He doesn't know what kind of cramp he has. How can he say this to Nguyen Xia? He can only quickly change the subject. "I worked here part-time in college. ”

Nguyen Xia now knows Song Tingshen very well, it may be related to age or personality, he is a person who will share the past with people who care, like that one time, he took her home, in fact not afraid of being able to take care of Wang Chai alone, now that he recalls, he probably saved some hope that she could learn more about his mind.

Like now, they're in love, and when there's no place to go, he brings her to these places and tells her about his past.

His idea was very simple, just to tell her, that's me, that's my past.

“I don't have anywhere else to go for New Year's Eve, and just in time for New Year's Eve, these shops were very short of staff and paid more than usual.” Song Ting laughed deeply, “the most important thing was to pack dinner. At that time, the school canteen was closed, and I was alone in the dormitory. ”

Nguyen Xia was curious, "Is there anything you haven't done? ”

Song Tingshen really thought about it and lowered his voice: “One year, a friend introduced me to a job with a high salary, I didn't go. ”

Nguyen Xia's brain cave opened wide, and he probed, "Could it be Niu Lang..."

He is now in his 30s. He is in good shape, has a good appearance and a steady temperament. A decade ago, he should not have been worse than the current popular traffic student. Many rich women like his style. He is tall and handsome. Most importantly, he is a college student, giving people a cool feeling.

There was a slight embarrassment in the depths of Song Ting, basically by default.

Nguyen Xiahaha laughed. “This is a confirmation of your appearance. You must have been very handsome. ”

Song Ting said helplessly: "I didn't go. ”

“Why didn't you go? ”

“I'm afraid of losing a thousand years of hatred. ”

Nguyen Xia was made to laugh by his words, and he still lost thousands of years of hate.

Song Ting deeply recalled that he wasn't short of money, but he just didn't feel like it. Even when others kindly proposed, he froze and couldn't say a word.

Nguyen Xia listened to him talk about this, but he still couldn't connect his past with what he is today.

He hasn't rendered much of himself how miserable and pathetic he used to be, and his tone has always been calm.

After the two of them came out of the dumpling hall, Song Tingshen took Nguyen Xia to the place where he had been before. Now things have changed dramatically and the feeling of the past cannot be recovered. But the two of them held hands and laughed all the way, which is much more interesting than watching a movie in a cinema.

He told her about his entrepreneurship, and Nguyen Xia watched a wonderful TV show.

Song Ting held her hand deeply and laughed low: “I thought those of you who listened to me would be Wang Chai when he grew up. ”

He used to think that when Wang was older, he would share these things with his children about the people he had experienced in the past. Never thought that the people who listened to him now would actually be Nguyen Xia.

Nguyen Xia was slightly jealous, “Eh, the most important thing for a man is a child. ”

Song Ting deeply questioned, "Isn't it the child that matters most to women? You just called Wang Chai three or four times. You didn't call me that diligently. ”

When he said that, the tone also brought some jealousy.

Well, none of them are jealous about the kids, everyone is.

* * *

In the afternoon, Nguyen Xia and Song Tingshen were going to visit their alma mater. Nguyen Xia only remembered that the original master and Song Tingshen graduated from the same university. Think carefully, the original master is also considered a schoolmaster. She is a native, and the admission score may be lower than that of Song Tingshen, who was a foreigner, but it is undeniable that the original master was indeed struggling to study as a student.

Nguyen Xia sighed less at this.

Although the original owner has been thinking about examining the best universities in the area since high school, because most good men are in a good university, she wants to pick a potential unit, knowing that her family can't do it, can only add a few points for herself, beauty is important, but a suitable springboard and environment is even more important, not to say that there are no good people in ordinary universities, but it must be acknowledged that the highest universities often gather on the top of the line.

If the original owner did not attend the university, she would not have had the opportunity to interact with Song Ting Shen, who was speaking back to school, and would not apply to his company after that... Speaking of which, the world is not a hegemonic president without earthing gas, how can he be grounded gas, he will only be active in his own circle.

Nguyen Xia sighed in her heart. If such strange things hadn't happened to her, with her qualifications and conditions, it would not have been possible to reach people like Song Tingshen in her life.

“What a sigh.” Song Ting glanced at her and asked.

He finds that she likes to sigh occasionally, and of course he does, as if Wang Chai had been infected, and children over the age of four are always sighing deeply, which is not good.

Nguyen Xia squeezed his hand harder, "I always felt like I had picked up a big cheap, somewhat heartless one. ”

Such a good man, such a good life, would not have been hers.

She's not as good as her original.

Whether it's a delay or a Qin encounter, all they really like and are attracted to are the original owners.

Song Tingshen did not understand Nguyen Xia's words and asked: “Are you saying that the big cheap is not me? ”

Nguyen Xia nodded, “Actually, I'm a very ordinary person.” She paused, "Although she does look beautiful now, but...”

That's someone else too.

Song Ting laughed deeply, “Honestly, don't get excited. The two of you have been together for a long time. Attracting each other is not supposed to be a leather bag. At least your face is immune to me. ”

Nguyen Xia squeezed his hand, “Hey! I'm so pretty! ”

How can you be immune! Shouldn't it be amazing every day and heartbeat every day?

You should know that she has been here for so long, whether after makeup or before putting on makeup, she will be amazed by this face. Every day she has to stand in front of the mirror for a long time to admire herself. He actually says that she is immune, which is unacceptable. Of course, Nguyen Xia also knows that he is telling the truth, because when she first crossed over, no matter how pretty she dressed, he rarely looked at her. Even if she looked at her, the emotions in her eyes were very calm. He really had no feelings for such superior beauty, after all, he had looked at it for several years.

“I'm just telling the truth.” Song Ting was helpless. Once again, he felt that his son was telling the truth. The girl could not hear the truth. Although lying would make her happy, let him reveal the truth once in a while.

“So what do you like about me?” Nguyen Xia asked, suddenly she was interested in this matter, if not because this face liked her, then why?

Song Ting paused deeply and stood face-to-face with her, probing his hand and squeezing her face, "I can't say. ”

Nguyen Xia was exasperated and, indeed, she did not have any advantages that he could speak of.

Not very smart, not very pretty, not very sophisticated, said ordinary and unusual, but far away from the person in front of me, so far away.

She finally understood, and finally understood, why people in love suffer, and those who are obviously brilliant will feel inferior in front of their partners.

Song Ting deeply looked at her like an eggplant beaten by frost and had to laugh, “Otherwise, I think about it slowly, slowly tell you. ”

Nguyen Xia nodded.

In fact, what he didn't say was that the feeling of being with her was something that no one else had ever given him, and it was precisely because he knew it, that he would hold onto her tightly.

Love isn't that simple, but it's not that complicated, you have to say one, two, three... after all, this is already an abstract thing.

Nguyen Xia was still very good at comforting herself. She talked to Song Ting deeply about some things. Again, under his frowning and disapproval, she bought a chicken chop, and after eating it, her mood improved. Although it was normal to say that in the TV drama, the female lead was suffering from this kind of illness, just because this mood abused the male lead for a few chapters, that's fine, but she felt that she still had nothing to do, she had to find herself uncomfortable.

After all, the man is really handsome, really good, and the chicken chops are really good.

* * *

Just as they came out of the campus and were going to settle dinner nearby, Nguyen Xia's phone rang. She took it out of her bag. It was Nguyen Mother. Did she urge them to come home for dinner?

Nguyen Xia picked up.

There was a burst of tearing of hearts and lungs, which was the voice of the Nguyen mother.

When Nguyen Chatten disappeared, his brain was blank, and even his hand, holding his phone, began to tremble independently, which was an instinct of the body.

She heard Nguyen's mother crying and saying intermittently: "Xia Xia, Wang Chai, Wang Chai, he's gone! ”

For a moment, Nguyen Xia stood like a deaf person, and the whole world became quiet until Song Ting shook her shoulder deeply before she returned to God and looked at him blindly.

In Nguyen Xia's impression, Song Ting Shen has always been steady. Even if he occasionally said something earthy, it was serious. He suddenly confessed to her with this kind of Taiwanese cavity. In this small shop, she held a dumpling and stared at him. After a while, she couldn't help but say: “I made it. ”

Song Ting Shen is probably also a little embarrassed. He doesn't know what kind of cramp he has. How can he say this to Nguyen Xia? He can only quickly change the subject. "I worked here part-time in college. ”

Nguyen Xia now knows Song Tingshen very well, it may be related to age or personality, he is a person who will share the past with people who care, like that one time, he took her home, in fact not afraid of being able to take care of Wang Chai alone, now that he recalls, he probably saved some hope that she could learn more about his mind.

Like now, they're in love, and when there's no place to go, he brings her to these places and tells her about his past.

His idea was very simple, just to tell her, that's me, that's my past.

“I don't have anywhere else to go for New Year's Eve, and just in time for New Year's Eve, these shops were very short of staff and paid more than usual.” Song Ting laughed deeply, “the most important thing was to pack dinner. At that time, the school canteen was closed, and I was alone in the dormitory. ”

Nguyen Xia was curious, "Is there anything you haven't done? ”

Song Tingshen really thought about it and lowered his voice: “One year, a friend introduced me to a job with a high salary, I didn't go. ”

Nguyen Xia's brain cave opened wide, and he probed, "Could it be Niu Lang..."

He is now in his 30s. He is in good shape, has a good appearance and a steady temperament. A decade ago, he should not have been worse than the current popular traffic student. Many rich women like his style. He is tall and handsome. Most importantly, he is a college student, giving people a cool feeling.

There was a slight embarrassment in the depths of Song Ting, basically by default.

Nguyen Xiahaha laughed. “This is a confirmation of your appearance. You must have been very handsome. ”

Song Ting said helplessly: "I didn't go. ”

“Why didn't you go? ”

“I'm afraid of losing a thousand years of hatred. ”

Nguyen Xia was made to laugh by his words, and he still lost thousands of years of hate.

Song Ting deeply recalled that he wasn't short of money, but he just didn't feel like it. Even when others kindly proposed, he froze and couldn't say a word.

Nguyen Xia listened to him talk about this, but he still couldn't connect his past with what he is today.

He hasn't rendered much of himself how miserable and pathetic he used to be, and his tone has always been calm.

After the two of them came out of the dumpling hall, Song Tingshen took Nguyen Xia to the place where he had been before. Now things have changed dramatically and the feeling of the past cannot be recovered. But the two of them held hands and laughed all the way, which is much more interesting than watching a movie in a cinema.

He told her about his entrepreneurship, and Nguyen Xia watched a wonderful TV show.

Song Ting held her hand deeply and laughed low: “I thought those of you who listened to me would be Wang Chai when he grew up. ”

He used to think that when Wang was older, he would share these things with his children about the people he had experienced in the past. Never thought that the people who listened to him now would actually be Nguyen Xia.