Rong Ting woke up from a nap and saw his mother standing at his desk writing.
He walked over and glanced curiously. He had never seen his mother practice calligraphy before, so he was naturally surprised.
Song Yuan's handwriting is not very good, she knows that in ancient times, let alone a famous lady, even Xiaojia Biyu would beat her by several blocks in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. At that time, Niang invited several masters to teach her, but after practicing for a long time, her handwriting was still not very good.
"I only hope that the king's heart is like mine, so I will never disappoint lovesickness?" Rong Ting read the words she wrote on the paper, and looked at her in confusion, "Mother, what is this?"
Song Yuan smiled, but asked him, "How is my handwriting?"
Rong Ting really wanted to blow his rainbow fart out of conscience, but he couldn't do it, so he could only say tactfully: "It's okay."
"Really? My handwriting is terrible, but it's the result of a long time of practice. It's probably a long time since I started writing. It's a little rusty. My original level is a little better than this. "
Rong Ting sighed, "It is conceivable that the queen mother has tried her best."
"You don't know, my mother was so anxious at the time, she thought I couldn't play the piano well, all I made was noise, and I couldn't write poems well. As for chess, I was even blind, but I'm super good at backgammon! You My father never beat me." Song Yuan paused, "Not to mention painting, embroidery... Hey, I even pricked my fingers, and I have a psychological shadow on this."
"What does this sentence mean?" Rong Ting asked her.
Song Yuan was very proud, "At that time, your father always wrote me inexplicable poems. I couldn't understand him and he was very angry. Later, I thought that he must be an eye-opener, and I thought of this poem. It’s a poem, but unfortunately, I only remember this line, and I returned all the previous memorization to the teacher, so I replied these two lines on the paper, and guess what happened to your father?”
"Father... you should be very moved, right?"
Song Yuan seemed to have found a confidant, "You also think that if he is not moved, he is not a Chinese? But he is good. He came to me angrily and asked me who wrote this poem to me. He really understands me. It was obvious at a glance that this was not written by me, but he also misunderstood it. He thought it was written by someone else, so I changed it and copied it to him... "
Rong Ting also laughed, and he felt a lot more relaxed.
Before, he always felt that in the Queen Mother's heart, all those ancient memories made her unhappy, but thinking about it now, it seems that this is not the case. The Queen Mother also had happy memories in ancient times.
That's fine.
"Father really knows the mother very well." Rong Ting said again, "Mother, do you resent the father in your heart?"
"Resentment? Can't talk about it." Song Yuan shook her head, staring at her sentence on the paper, "I will live up to my love." All he can give me."
Rong Ting really wanted to ask, what about after that? Do you have a future with your father
But he didn't ask, he felt that he was no longer willing to understand the matter between his parents.
He believes that his father is the smartest person in the world, and his mother is the warmest person in the world. They will definitely be able to figure out the answer to this question by themselves.
"Mother..." Rong Ting came back to his senses, sniffed the smell in the air again, and suddenly had an ominous premonition, "What kind of smell is this?"
Song Yuan's heart skipped a beat, and without blushing, he quickly shook the blame, and said innocently: "This has nothing to do with me, really, it was sent by your father."
"Father sent it here? How is it possible! Father smelled that smell in the supermarket today and almost vomited!" Rong Ting looked up at her with accusing eyes, "Mother, don't lie."
"I swear to God that I didn't lie. It was really sent by your father. Gugu, I told you that this durian can't be thrown away. This is Musang King. It's very expensive. It's a pity to throw it away. Don't worry, I will It was resolved in the shortest possible time! You only need to be patient for two days."
Rong Ting had a weird expression, "Two days??"
Does it mean that he opened the refrigerator for two days and caused such cruel damage to his nose
"I can't finish eating in one day." Song Yuan looked at him again, "Have you not loved your mother for two days?"
Rong Ting: Isn't this moral kidnapping
He sighed helplessly: "Then how long can the queen mother love me?"
Song Yuan: "..."
This kid is quite good at it.
"My love for you is forever, can I exchange you for these two days forever?"
"... Father has bad intentions." Rong Ting's biggest change now is that he can speak "bad words" about his father calmly, "Royal father didn't consider my feelings at all, he only thought about you, queen mother. What am I going to do?" Is it his own?"
"Didn't you do a paternity test before? I'm sure you are his son, your own."
Because there were durians in the refrigerator, Yakult was even stained with that smell, which made Rong Ting, a fanatic fan of Yakult, a little bit unacceptable, and planned to temporarily quit Yakult for two days.
In order to express his protest, when Rong Ting was practicing calligraphy today, he specially wrote the three characters "It stinks to death".
He used to think that apples were the most unpalatable fruit in the world, but his mother always said that apples are good, and he can only accept apples without skin. It was hard work and delicious.
Doesn't the father also hate durians, because the queen mother likes to eat them, so she gives them to her, and seems to have forgotten for a short time that there is another man who hates durians in this room.
***
After several months of observation and groping, Rong Ting is now able to use the computer simply. He settles lunch and dinner in the hotel restaurant. After returning to his room, he reads newspapers and books as usual, and suddenly there is something in his mind. This idea, she used to write some very strange numbers on paper.
He also asked her later, and she pointed to the six numbers and said that it was her mobile phone unlock code.
The eleven digits are the phone number.
Nine digits are Penguins.
She said that she was afraid that even the most basic things would be forgotten after staying here for a long time, and she would have to revisit them frequently so as not to forget them.
At that time, he didn't understand what she was talking about, but when he came to her world, he gradually understood.
He applied for a Penguin account online, and it took him more than an hour just to figure out how to view her personal space...
Song Yuan's personal space has already set up questions, and only the correct answers can be entered.
The question is: who is my favorite person
Rong Heng sat in front of the desk, tapping his fingers on the table unconsciously.
Type slowly on the answer—Rong Heng.
wrong answer.
Rong Heng twitched the corners of his mouth, and typed out the names of Song Haiping and Chen Linjing expressionlessly. After a while, the page jumped, and he entered her personal space.
As soon as I entered, a burst of music flowed out.
very noisy.
Rong Heng groped for a long time before finally finding the mute button.
Tell me what is it? Click to see.
There were quite a few posts, and he read them one by one, but they were all about some young girl's thoughts, and she could even post one to talk about her uncut hair.
In fact, it is very interesting to look at her personal space. The message board is full of messages from her girlfriends and friends. Talking about it is also some of her feelings at that time. It turned out that she was like this when she was a teenager. Finally he clicked in to read her diary.
There are only four or five entries in the diary. Judging from the time of publication, it was probably written when she was seventeen or eighteen years old.
He cheered up and clicked on one of them.
"Dad seems to be in love again. Everyone says that children don't have much memory, but I don't know why. I have a deep impression of what happened when I was four or five years old. At that time, my parents were not divorced. One day my father and mother Said he was going on a business trip, so my mother took me to the amusement park, and my mother was driving, and I like to look outside while riding in the car, and that day I saw my father with an aunt."
"Dad lied. He lied to my mother and me. For a long period of time, maybe several years, I always doubted my father. Originally, my father would take me out to play on weekends, but sometimes he would When I called and said that his company was very busy and would pick me up later, I would think, is Dad lying again?"
"My mother said that she hates cheating the most, and I do too. I cried secretly when I was a child. If even my father lied to me in this world, who else can I trust? Everyone says that I wear a mask when I grow up. Yes, but I don't want to, I want to tell the truth to others, I don't want to lie to the person I love, so I hope the person I love will not lie to me, is this really too much?"
"They said that sometimes they would tell white lies. If the communication between people is true, it would be cruel. Then, I want to make a compromise. I will give him three chances. If he wants to lie to me Many times, then I will not forgive him."
"I won't be so unlucky, right? I hope that everyone I meet in the future will be honest!! Please! This is my seventeen-year-old wish~"
Rong Heng looked at these words, thought for a while, and couldn't help laughing.
Is this what you wanted when you were seventeen
Then she was really unlucky, she finally fell in love, but met him who was always thinking about intrigues and schemes.
He thought for a while, returned to the message board, and left her a message as a stranger: As you wish.
From now on, I will never lie to you again.