The reborn wife is about to turn over

Chapter 94: It's better to be wrong, goodbye (3)
Therefore, while reprimanding bad girls for being unscrupulous, people envy them for being unrestrained.

Regardless of whether it was Ning Cuo Cuo in the previous life or the current Su Singer, they obviously already possessed such conditions.

Ning Cuocuo and Cheng Feili's initial acquaintance to the final parting was also the product of such an action.

It's just that her mother died young and she has a stubborn personality. After being embarrassed by her stepmother again and again, she chose to live on her own.As a result, most of her spare time is completely restrained from her own nature and busy preparing for the next semester's tuition and living expenses.

Later, in a hilarious arrangement in the sky, she and Cheng Feili met in the noisy and chaotic crowd.

Next, the love with Cheng Feili occupied her spare time, until the entanglement and persecution with Yi Nanchen once again suppressed her freedom-loving and free-spirited nature.

On the day when her life ended, she truly felt that she was finally free, and that she could finally live without being coerced by others.

She hated the feeling of being involuntary like that.I'm afraid that no one likes everything about her being controlled by others. Even if she chooses a type of toilet paper, she hopes that she can decide according to her own preferences.

Looking back at the past twenty years of life again, it seemed so hasty and vague. From the moment of saying goodbye, Ning Cuo Cuo disappeared forever, and it was Su Singer who lived in the world.

At the same time that Su Singer turned and left to go down the mountain, on another road only a few meters away, Yimou held a bunch of white lilies in his hand, and walked steadily and firmly to a certain place on the top of the mountain.

A bouquet of lilies still dripping in front of the tomb made Yi Nanchen startled, he turned around quickly, and what he saw from a distance was an elegant figure that seemed to be covered in sunset glow.

Is it my wife's old friend?He thinks so.Because only those close to her probably know that lilies were her favorite flower species during her lifetime.

But he only learned about her many hobbies and many trivial matters after meeting all the people who had known her after she passed away.

In her room, there was always a bouquet of fresh lilies.

Until now, nothing has changed; yes, at that time he felt that she was like this bouquet of flowers, injecting a freshness into his dark life that he wanted to hold on to.

He, Yi Nanchen, was naughty, domineering and mischievous since he was a child. He always felt that he was the kind of person who lived behind the sun, and the more people like them, the more he longed for a different kind of fresh air.

And the woman's cleanliness that seemed to fill the entire starry sky forever, he felt that it was the clear spring he had been looking for all along.

Sitting on the boulder that seemed to still be warm, lit a smoke that curled up into the mist, raised his eyes to look at the woman on the monument, and smiled brightly at him all the time.

He seemed to see the woman walking in front of him with her heavy belly in both hands, grabbed the cigarette in his hand, raised her pretty face and shouted at him with a charming and angry voice: "Don't smoke in front of me and the children."

Yi Nanchen smiled foolishly, her heart was almost overflowing with beauty.

He pumped one after another more vigorously, as if he could hear her talking over and over again.

The taste of nicotine in his mouth became more and more bitter and astringent, as if it still had a salty taste. The numbness of the tip of his tongue soothed his tense nerves, and the pain he had suffered all day finally got some masochistic vent.

When another cigarette butt was burned out, the cigarette case in front of him was already full, and the extra one in his hand could no longer be filled, but it was burned to the end.

He looked up at the woman who was smiling brightly at him, and suddenly pressed the cigarette end hard on the back of his left hand in agitation.

A smell of burnt meat soon permeated his nose, it hurt, it hurt.

But he didn't feel any pain, or maybe this little pain was really insignificant compared to the tearing pain in his heart that couldn't find an outlet.

Staring blankly at the ugly scar on the back of his hand, he moved his injured left hand slightly.Yes, his left hand is healed, and he can move around as usual after a trip abroad.

He should have laughed, the woman died, the mother woke up, the son was born, and the injured left hand healed, but he couldn't laugh, even the taste of laughing was bitter and salty.

The last ray of light in the sky faded, Yi Nanchen patted his buttocks and stood up, shaking the dust all over his body, pursing his cold lips, it was that business giant with eyes full of arrogance, the proud son of heaven.

Su Xinge went to Ning's house again, using Ning's wrong identity as a friend.

Lin Qiuxue received her. The stepmother, who used to be only sneering when she saw her, hadn't seen her for four years, and she seemed no longer as arrogant as before. When she mentioned her stepdaughter, Lin Qiuxue also felt a little regretful.

Lin Qiuxue greeted her and sat down in the living room, and poured her a cup of chrysanthemum tea.

Su Xinge looked around but did not see Ningbo, she asked Lin Qiuxue if Uncle Ning was not at home?Lin Qiuxue said that after Cong Cuo Cuo passed away, Ningbo resigned from his post as deputy mayor and found another idle job. The work is free, and he rarely stays at home playing chess and hanging out with friends all day long.

Knowing that his father was safe and well, Su Singer felt a little calmer.

Su Singer proposed to take a look in Ning Cuo Cuo’s room, Lin Qiuxue led her up, probably because she hadn’t talked to anyone for a long time, Lin Qiuxue said a lot to Su Singer...

she says……

It’s because I used to be too small-minded, and I always felt that I couldn’t tolerate wrongs. In fact, wrongs are a good boy, and I am very tolerant of not fighting or grabbing. I deduct her tuition every year and she never tells her father. , I work part-time to earn tuition fees and often bring them home.

It wasn't until she left that I realized how wrong I was.It's been several years, and your friend still remembers her. She came to see us. She must be very happy to know.

She should be relieved if Quan Xia knows, the family is very good, the younger brother is already in high school, but without her in this family, it feels like something is missing...

Su Singer couldn't stand it, stayed in the room for a while, left some money and his own phone number, and hurried out of Ning's house.

(End of this chapter)