Did the playwright couple get divorced today?

Chapter 315 When Nan Jiashu said the words "favorite baby", Nan Song remembered another person's face
Nan Song choked for a moment, turned his head and looked at him speechlessly: "."

"Then why do you have such an expression?" Shen Du looked at her calmly.

Nan Song raised his hand to brush the broken hair in front of his forehead, raised his white and clean chin slightly, and switched to his usual high-cold black swan posture.

"It's none of your business."

After speaking, he took out the sunglasses from the bag and put them on.

Shen Du snorted softly: "You are with me now, if someone sees you crying in front of me and thinks I'm bullying you, do you think it has nothing to do with me?"

Nan Song: ".When did I cry in front of you?"

Shen Du pursed his thin lips lightly, took a step closer to Nan Song, and said in a low voice: "Then tell me, why are you crying?"

Nan Song felt that he was wronged.

"I didn't cry, I just looked at Nan Jiashu and was moved for a moment, and my eyes turned red."

The two turned around and walked towards the parking spot. Shen Du looked sideways at her, and spoke after some deliberation.

"Nan Song, I can give you whatever you want now, but you, a person in your 20s, want to take the college entrance examination. Sorry for your husband's incompetence, it is really impossible."

Nan Song: "."

"I don't want to take the college entrance examination, you are too good at divergent thinking, CEO."

At this time, the two of them had already got into the car, and Shen Du sat down in the co-pilot with a frank face.

"Then why do your eyes turn red when you look at Nan Jiashu?"

Nan Song raised his hand and pushed the sunglasses to the top of his head, revealing a smooth and full forehead, and the lines of his side face were smoother and more refined.

She pursed her lips, thinking about how to answer his question.

"Do you miss your mother?"

In the quiet carriage, Shen Du's voice suddenly sounded.

Nan Song was stunned for a moment, she didn't expect Shen Du to guess what she was thinking.

Turning his head and staring at him for a while, he stretched out his hand and adjusted the temperature of the air conditioner in the car while answering: "I know you still ask."

When Nan Song said this, there was an imperceptible sense of reproach in his tone, his eyelashes drooped slightly, he was deliberately hiding his expression, and he didn't want Shen Du to see it.

He raised his brows calmly, and with his tone, it seemed that he had guessed right.

Nan Song stepped on the accelerator slowly, and the car drove towards the road ahead.

"My mother knew that my father and Nan Youheng were unreliable. Before she passed away, she asked me to take care of myself and Nan Jiashu time and again. This sentence was her last words repeated the most. Just now I saw Nan Jiashu bouncing around. The back of getting in the car to go to the college entrance examination, I suddenly miss her."

Shen Du's eyes fell on her gentle side face, and after a moment of silence, he said, "Do you want to see her?"

Nan Song was stunned: "When? Now?"

"Ah."

Nan Song thought for a while, and replied: "It's not necessary now, my mood has calmed down a bit, and we will go to see her after Nan Jiashu's college entrance examination is over tomorrow. I talked to Nan Jiashu before."

"okay."

This topic finally came to an end, and Nan Song suddenly realized that this was an experience he had never had before.

In the past, except for acting, she had never had red eyes or confided in Shen Du in front of this doggy man. What happened today?
Why didn't you hold on all of a sudden?Is it because I am getting older?
The car drove forward again, and Nan Song felt that the atmosphere in the car was too quiet, and it was a bit embarrassingly quiet.

She coughed lightly: "cough that, do you want to go together then?"

Shen Du turned to look at her, and said two words lightly: "Of course."

After finishing speaking, he added another sentence: "Could it be that the 'we' in what you said just now refers to you and Nan Jiashu, not me?"

Nan Song said frankly: "Yes."

Shen Du said solemnly: "Then from now on, you have to remember that a family should be neat and tidy."

Listen, what a domineering tone.

Nan Song had no choice but to stroke along the hair: "Okay, good boss."

The early summer sun shines on the wide road and the tall and green plane trees on both sides. The street view is open and beautiful. The car drives forward at a constant speed. The conversation between the two floats in the air with the wind and gradually drifts away—

"I hear your tone, why do you seem reluctant?"

"No, I told you I'll take you with me when the time comes, giegie."

"Are you willing or forced by me?"

"Of course I am willing, the world bears witness."

"That's more or less."

"—shit."

".Nan Song!"

"A little bit!"

"."
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The next afternoon, after the exam, Nan Jiashu rushed out of the exam room, and subconsciously went to find Nan Song's car. After searching for a few times, he couldn't find it, so he had to take out his mobile phone and dial a number.

"Hey."

The person on the other end of the phone had a lazy voice.

"Sister, where are you? Why didn't I see you?"

"Your sister Shu Wei and I are doing SPA, why do you want me?"

For a moment, Nan Jiashu thought that something was wrong with his ears.

".What? Are you doing SPA? My exam is over, you won't pick me up?"

In the SPA room with a comfortable temperature, there is a faint fragrance in the air. Nan Song and Zhou Shuwei each share a bed, and exquisite afternoon tea and fruits are placed on the small tea table beside the bed.

Nan Song lazily picked up a rose green grape and put it in his mouth, the taste was cold and sweet, very comfortable.

"When did I say I'm coming to pick you up after your exam?"

Looking at the classmates who were happily picked up by his family members on the street, Nan Jiashu had doubts about life.

".You said you never said it, but isn't it logical? You dropped me off yesterday morning, but you won't pick me up after the exam today? I'm not your favorite little baby anymore?"

I don't know why, when Nan Jiashu said the words "favorite baby", another person's face flashed in Nan Song's mind.

In an instant, he was shocked and was taken aback.

"It's alright, alright brother, don't blah, I'm going to have a facial soon, hang up first, take a taxi and go back by yourself, bye!"

After saying this, before Nan Jiashu could answer, Nan Song hung up the phone.

The young man standing on the side of the street watching people come and go: "...I'm autistic, I'm closed."

In the SPA room, after Nan Song hung up the phone, he was still thinking about his distraction just now.

Zhou Shuwei, who was lying beside her, turned to look at her and asked, "What's wrong?"

"Ah, it's okay." Nan Song briefly mentioned it.

Zhou Shuwei didn't notice anything, she just glanced at the time on the wall clock.

"At this point, Jiashu's exam is over, right? Do you need to pick him up? I can go with you."

Nan Song waved his hand: "No, I already asked him to take a taxi and go home by himself."

Zhou Shuwei looked at Nan Song, and clicked her tongue softly: "I really answered that sentence, it is a treasure before the exam, but a straw after the exam."

(End of this chapter)