After amnesia, she became a real daughter of a wealthy family

After getting into the car, Song Mo sat in the passenger seat.

"Brother Xing, have you ever liked that woman?"

"Before?" Fang Xing asked about the conditions.

"Ah."

After receiving a positive response, Fang Xing admitted, "Yes."

"Hey!" Song Mo was shocked.

"First, she won't tease me like my sisters; second, her birthday is the second day after mine, so I can eat birthday cake for two days in a row."

"..." Song Mo was slightly taken aback.

How long ago did it take for such a simple and honest reason?

Fang Xing added, "I forgot to say, I was three years old at that time."

He knew that Zhong Wanwan's grandfather had just passed away, and the family was fighting fiercely for inheritance, and this Weng Jie would come to make trouble from time to time.

The rainwater fell on the body, and immediately connected into patches, sealing the mouth and nose.

"Brother Xing, are you okay?" Song Mo felt that the barrier in front of him was slowly disappearing, and rushed forward.

He slowly opened his eyes, and there was a familiar figure in front of him.

"Xiao Ling, let me tell you how we met..."

Fang Xing felt as if his feet had slipped, and he fell down from somewhere. The sharp stones cut through the water film, and even cut the skin on his shoulders.

"Miss Wanwan?" He was a little surprised, but he quickly opened his phone and connected the call.

"She won't choose you to attack, unless you are determined to marry into our family. Otherwise, getting rid of you will not do any good except to bring hatred to her." Fang Xing looked directly into her eyes, waiting for her reaction.

"What about me? Don't you worry about me?" Song Mo pretended to be angry.

Everything around him seemed to be separated by an invisible wall, and there was nothing.

There is no snow in the winter in the south, only torrential rain, and the clothes are wet and cold.

The pain makes the dream disappear completely.

Fang Xing shook his head, and said softly, "I had a nightmare."

The torrential rain turned into a misty fog, and he couldn't see clearly, and he didn't know where he ran.

He seemed to be floating in the air, and he swayed and fell directly to the ground.

"I just wanted to talk." Fang Xing led someone out of the room.

Hearing this, Ao Feng showed a speechless smile, "Let's just say, can we not be so good?"

Flipping through it, I found a photo of three years old.

The ability is not controlled by the person when he runs away, so everything around him is crushed and smashed by the barriers built by the "magician", and it is broken into pieces.

He couldn't feel anyone, and his legs were sore.

Three years ago, on November [-]th.

He gently embraced the girl in his arms.

Recalling the uncomfortable touch on her neck, she turned the page directly.

His intuition told him that if he ran further, he would be able to find help, but the water around his body wrapped around his limbs, gradually engulfing him.

The car parked downstairs in Fang Xing's small apartment.

Song Mo felt that asking this question was a waste.

At this age, as long as uncles and aunts who seem a little friendly ask you who you like, you will answer that you like him.

After lunch, Fang Xing went back to his room to take a nap.

That figure was as familiar as ever.

"Brother Xing!" Song Mo was about to step forward, but found that she bumped into something.

Song Mo didn't pester him, but flipped through Fang Xing's photo album in the living room.

The young man curled up slightly, like a nightmare.

"Weng Jie, you are shameless enough. I deserve my grandfather's inheritance. What do you mean by threatening and luring me now?"

Nobody came.

It seems to be affected by his ability.

Will someone come to rescue him?He didn't know, he only felt deep despair.

"Brother Xing, you were so cute when you were young." Song Mo felt that the young lady in the photo fit her aesthetics very well.

Fang Xing's abilities seemed to be running amok.

At this time, there is another person in the family portrait, Zhong Wanwan.

He looked at the debris around him, a little surprised.

There was a thick barrier between her and Fang Xing.

She is the end of all nightmares.

He ignored the severe pain and continued to flee.

Thinking about it this way again, she suddenly felt sorry for Fang Xing. The person she knew since she was a child did something that hurt her the most, she must be very desperate, right?
Maybe if you are mentally weak, you should doubt your life.

Big Brother, your reputation as Juan Wang is known to everyone from North Songjiang to Nanhaijiao, so let's save some life for the brothers!

"Zhong Wanwan, remember, your surname is Zhong, not Weng, and you have no right to fight for Grandpa's inheritance! If you continue to blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah!"

He poured a pot of hot tea and sat down on the sofa.

Fang Xing rubbed his chin, "It just so happens that I will be able to take the subject one exam in a few days."

"Brother wake up!"

"Wake up, tell me what it feels like to be an adult?" Ao Feng asked with a smile on his shoulders.

Nine fourteen in the morning.

It was close to noon, so Fang Xing just used the quick-frozen food in the refrigerator to mess with the dishes.

"Brother Xing, what are you going to do after she comes back?" Song Mo felt that since Zhong Wanwan had already returned, she would definitely attack her next time.

At this moment, Fang Xing's cell phone rang.

"Why do you suddenly want to say this?" Song Mo wondered.

The person who got the response had warm ears, and pretended to be serious, "Ah, then I must be in a catastrophe and fly separately. My life is important, and I will see you in Jianghu."

Fang Xing's face was slightly sullen.

Song Mo suddenly lost interest.

As long as the real culprit behind the car accident is not found, she will continue to make trouble like this.

She didn't really care that he said it sooner or later, anyway, she would always remember it.

But there is Zhong Wanwan on almost every page that follows.

Finally, he passed out unconsciously.

Unable to see the road ahead and the shadow behind him clearly, he dragged his body and fled wearily in the rain, the ground under his feet was uneven.

"what's the situation?"

Is someone calling him?

Song Mo heard a strange "creaking" sound coming from Fang Xing's room, pushed the door in, and saw the scene in front of him.

Fang Xing brought her something to eat, "Then let's have some spare ribs before running to replenish some energy and run faster."

Fang Xing calmed down a lot, "She probably won't come to trouble me again, but I'm a little afraid that she will stare at my sisters."

He was wrapped in a ball of condensed rainwater, like an insect in amber, he felt suffocated, and his consciousness was chaotic.

After hugging him for a long time, he suddenly spoke.

The dream continues.

She finally understood why Ao Feng and the others would call him strange, the watery eyes and soft face made people couldn't help pinching.

After a few seconds, another male voice came from the other end of the phone.

As usual, with his trust in Zhong Wanwan, he is indeed a very good target.But now that his trust value has been exhausted, Zhong Wanwan should choose someone else.

The nightmare was dispelled at this moment.

He didn't sleep well, dreaming that he was running wildly in the rain, and Shen Zhuoying was chasing after him.

It looks very good.

It seems that as long as she is here, those chasing nightmares will be far away.

The voice on the other end of the phone was a little noisy.

Consciousness was brought back to that rainy night.

He was about to judge the situation when he heard the voice on the other end of the phone.

"Enough is enough for you, this is my home, if you forcefully break in, I will call the police!"

//Following is the memory
//That's right, brother Xing is about to suffer, spoiler spoiler is probably (environment: intelligence blockade III + environment: heavy rain II + environment: sickness II + Zhuoying: impermanence III) this situation is just like a crisis The full-level entry of the contract is the same, but it is not ashamed to beat (this time point is still an ordinary person).

// From now to the next paragraph is Lao Fang's personal plot, I try to finish the plot in chronological order.

//The first encounter between these two people is actually not romantic at all, nor is it love at first sight. It is a very common and normal plot of slowly falling in love with each other. Let's see for yourself...