The heroine lives like a villain

Chapter 200 The Ferryman on the Yin-Yang Road (11)

Hades didn't hear his name asked for a long time, Pluto couldn't help being stunned for a moment.

After a while, he replied.

"Gu Nansheng."

Shengge wasn't too surprised.

In other words, it was unexpected and unreasonable.

In every plane, she will meet someone named Gu Nansheng, and there are always some features that are very similar to the person in her memory.

But without exception, they didn't know her.

The corner of Shengge's mouth twitched into a slight smile, lowered his head, and whispered softly: "Nan Sheng."

Although her voice was very low, Gu Nansheng still heard it, and he couldn't help raising the corners of his mouth.

"It's been a long time since anyone asked my name, let alone called me by my name."

There was some loneliness in his tone.

Maybe it's because his name is Gu Nansheng, maybe it's because he has some similarities with that person, Shengge suddenly began to feel sorry for him.

Shengge looked up at him, with a smile in his eyes.

"I'll call you Nan Sheng from now on."

"You!"

Gu Nansheng shook his head, feeling a little helpless.

This girl is good at everything, but she is always the same.

Sometimes when no one gets up, even he is completely ignored, but he is not angry.

From his voice, Shengge heard the feeling of pampering, and the corners of his mouth became more curved.

"I wish it had been longer."

In this way, she can accompany him to the end of time, so that he will not be so lonely.

But in life, things always backfire.

Not long after Gu Nansheng waited with her in the lobby, the old lady of the Feng family came out.

She is no different from the noble ladies in the late Qing Dynasty and the early Republic of China, wearing a popular cheongsam, with a string of dark-colored rosary beads hanging around her neck.

It seems that he is a believer in Buddhism.

The old lady Feng walked to the main seat and sat down, looked at them indifferently, and asked gently.

"I heard that Xueliang has friends visiting. I, a mother, also came out to have a look."

The old lady is well maintained. Although she is five or sixty years old, she still looks very young, and she has no pretensions.

When the original owner was still alive, he received a lot of care from the old lady. It can be said that perhaps only the father and son of the Feng family are bad people.

However, not long after the original owner's family died, Feng Xueliang's father also passed away, leaving only the old lady of the Feng family and Feng Xueliang left in the Feng family.

Shengge didn't dislike the old lady, the corners of her mouth curled up slightly, and she nodded friendly towards the old lady.

"Old lady, in fact, we and Feng Xueliang just met by chance, but he invited us to his home, and the kindness was hard to refuse, so we came."

The old lady Feng nodded knowingly, and smiled gently towards her.

"So that's the case, but it's not the first time for Xueliang to invite friends to come to his house. It's just that I just happened to be free today, so I came out to have a look."

"We are bothering you."

Shengge spoke the scene calmly.

Gu Nansheng looked at her lying without blinking, and an imperceptible pampering flashed in her eyes.

"Little Eleven, I think Mrs. Feng doesn't want to blame you, otherwise it would be impossible to say these things to you calmly."

Shengge twitched the corner of his mouth at him, looking indifferent.

The intimacy and naturalness of the two fell in the eyes of the old lady Feng, and the old lady Feng was fascinated by it for a while.

After a long while, the old lady Feng said regretfully: "It turns out that this girl is also called Shiyi! My daughter-in-law is also called Shishi, but she has a poor fortune and died before she got through the door."

Hearing this, Sheng Ge and Gu Nansheng frowned together, and at the same time they saw confusion in each other's eyes.

The old lady Feng obviously meant that the original owner was her daughter-in-law, but the original owner did not remember this matter.

(End of this chapter)