In Ruan Xia's impression, Song Tingshen has always been prudent, and even if he said some earthy love words occasionally, it was serious. He suddenly confessed to her in this Taiwanese accent. In this narrow shop, she sandwiched a Dumpling looked at him blankly, and after a while couldn't help laughing and said: "I made it."
Song Tingshen was probably also a little embarrassed, he didn't know which cramp he had, how could he say such a thing to Ruan Xia, he could only quickly change the subject, "I used to work part-time here when I was in college."
Ruan Xia now knows Song Tingshen very well. It may be related to age or personality. He is a person who will share the past with those who care about him. Just like that time, when he took her back to his hometown, he was not afraid at all. Wang Zai can't be taken care of by himself. Looking back now, he probably has some hope that she can understand him more.
Just like now, they are in a relationship, and when there are no good places to go, he will take her to these places and tell her some of his past experiences.
His idea is very simple, just want to tell her, this is me, this is my past.
"I don't have a place to go during the Chinese New Year. Just during the Chinese New Year, these small shops are very short of manpower, and the wages are higher than usual." Song Ting smiled deeply, "The most important thing is that the meal is also included. At that time, the school cafeteria was also closed. I'm alone in the dormitory."
Ruan Xia was curious, "Is there any work that you haven't done?"
Song Tingshen really thought about it seriously, and said in a low voice: "One year, a friend introduced me to a job with a high salary, but I didn't go."
Ruan Xia's mind was wide open, and she tentatively asked: "Could it be a cowherd..."
He is now in his thirties and maintains a very good figure, looks good, and has a stable temperament. Ten years ago, he should not be worse than the popular traffic niche now. Many rich women like him. Tall and handsome, the most important thing is a college student from a famous school, giving people a cool feeling.
A trace of embarrassment flashed across Song Ting's face, basically acquiescing.
Ruan Xia laughed loudly, "This is an affirmation of your appearance, you must have been handsome back then."
Song Tingshen said helplessly, "I didn't go."
"Why didn't you go?"
"I'm afraid that if I make a mistake, I will be hated forever."
Ruan Xia was amused by his words and burst into laughter, and even made a mistake and hated him forever.
Song Ting deeply recalled back then, he was not short of money, but he was not tempted, even when others suggested it with good intentions, he kept a cold face, so that he could not say a word.
Ruan Xia heard him talk about this, but she still couldn't connect his past with the present.
He didn't exaggerate how miserable and pitiful he was in the past, and his tone was always calm.
After the two came out of the dumpling restaurant, Song Tingshen took Ruan Xia to the place where he had stayed before. It has changed a lot now, and I can't get back the feeling of the past, but the two of them were holding hands and talking and laughing all the way, which is better than that. Watching movies at the cinema is much more interesting.
He told her about his entrepreneurial process, Ruan Xia was like watching a wonderful TV series.
Song Ting took her hand deeply, and said with a low laugh, "I thought that the people who listened to me would be Wangzi when he grew up."
He also thought about sharing the people and things he experienced in the past with his children when Wang Zai was older, but he never expected that the person who listened to him now would be Ruan Xia.
Ruan Xia was slightly jealous, "Hey, sure enough, for a man, the most important thing is the child."
Song Tingshen asked, "Isn't the most important thing for a woman is the child? You just called Wangzai three or four times, but you don't call me so often."
When he said this, his tone was also a little jealous.
Well, none of them should be jealous about the kids, everyone is the same.
***
In the afternoon, Ruan Xia and Song Tingshen were going to visit their alma mater, then Ruan Xia remembered that the original owner and Song Tingshen graduated from the same university. Thinking about it carefully, the original owner can be regarded as a schoolmaster, she is a local, The admission score may be lower than that of Song Tingshen, who is a foreigner, but it is undeniable that the original owner did study hard when he was a student.
In this regard, Ruan Xia sighed.
Although the original owner wanted to be admitted to the best local university since high school, because most outstanding men are in good universities, she wanted to pick a potential stock, knowing that her family was not good enough, so she could only point one by one. Points for yourself, beauty is important, but a suitable springboard and environment are more important, it does not mean that there are no outstanding people in ordinary universities, but it must be admitted that the top universities often gather top-notch people that wave.
If the original owner hadn't been admitted to this university, she wouldn't have had the chance to meet Song Tingshen who was giving a speech back at school, and she wouldn't apply for a job in his company... After all, in this world, there is no domineering president who is not down-to-earth , but no matter how down-to-earth he is, he will only move in his own circle.
Ruan Xia sighed in her heart, if such a bizarre thing hadn't happened to her, with her qualifications and conditions, it would be impossible for her to come into contact with someone like Song Tingshen in this life.
"Why are you sighing?" Song Ting asked with a deep glance at her.
He found that she likes to sigh occasionally, and of course he does too. It seems that Wang Zai has also been infected. A kid who is more than four years old always sighs and pretends to be deep, which is not good.
Ruan Xia clenched his hand even harder, "I always feel that I have picked up a big deal, and I feel a little guilty."
Such a good man and such a good life were not originally hers.
She is not as good as the original owner.
Whether it's Duan Chi or Qin Yu, what they really like and are attracted to is the original owner.
Song Tingshen didn't understand Ruan Xia's words, and asked, "Is it me who you are talking about?"
Ruan Xia nodded, "Actually, I am very ordinary." She paused, "Although I am indeed beautiful now, but..."
That is someone else's too.
Song Ting couldn't help but laugh, "To be honest, don't get excited. The two of you have been together for a long time, and it's not your skin that attracts each other. At least your face is already immune to me."
Ruan Xia squeezed his hand heavily, "Hey! I'm so beautiful!"
How can I be immune! Shouldn't it be stunning and exciting every day!
You must know that she has been here for so long, whether it is after makeup or before makeup, she will be amazed by this face. Every day she stands in front of the mirror and admires herself for a long time. He actually said that she is immune, it is impossible Accept it, of course Ruan Xia also knows that he is telling the truth, because when she first transmigrated, no matter how beautiful she was dressed, he would rarely look at her, even if he looked at her, the emotion in his eyes was very calm, He is indeed indifferent to such a top-notch beauty, after all, he has seen it for several years.
"I'm just telling the truth." Song Ting was helpless, and once again felt that what his son said was the truth, and the girl really couldn't listen to the truth. Although telling lies would make her happy, but occasionally he had to confide a few truths Bar.
"So, what do you like about me?" Ruan Xia asked, she suddenly became interested in this matter, if not because of this face, then why
Song Tingshen stopped, stood face to face with her, stretched out his hand and pinched her face, "I can't tell."
Ruan Xia was discouraged. Sure enough, she didn't have any advantages that he could name.
Not very smart, not very beautiful, not very top-notch, not ordinary but not ordinary, but still far, far away from this person in front of him.
She finally understands, and finally understands, why people who are in love worry about gains and losses, and those who are obviously excellent will feel inferior in front of their partners.
Song Ting looked deeply at her like an eggplant beaten by frost, and couldn't help laughing, "Or else, I'll think about it slowly and tell you slowly."
Ruan Xia nodded listlessly.
In fact, what he didn't say was that the feeling of being with her was never given to him by others. It was precisely because he knew it in his heart that he held her tightly.
Love is not that simple, but it's not that complicated either. I have to say one, two, three... After all, this is an abstract thing.
Ruan Xia is still very good at self-comfort. After chatting with Song Tingshen for some things, and under his frowning and disapproval, he bought a piece of chicken steak and ate it, and his mood improved. In novels, it's perfectly normal for the heroine to worry about gains and losses because of this kind of thing, and it's okay to abuse the hero for a few chapters just because of this kind of mood, but she feels that she should not look for trouble, she must find it for herself. Happy.
After all, the man is really handsome, really good, and the chicken chop is really delicious too.
***
Just when they came out of the campus and were about to go to the neighborhood for dinner, Ruan Xia's cell phone rang. She took it out of her bag and saw that it was Ruan's mother calling. Could it be that they were urging them to go home for dinner
Ruan Xia picked it up.
There was a heart-piercing cry from the other end, it was Ruan's mother's voice.
Ruan Xia was stunned for a moment, her mind went blank, and even the hand holding the phone began to tremble involuntarily, which was an instinct of the body.
She heard Mother Ruan crying intermittently, "Xia Xia, Wang Zai, Wang Zai is gone!"
For a moment, Ruan Xia stood in a daze as if she was deaf, and the whole world became quiet. It wasn't until Song Ting shook her shoulder deeply that she came back to her senses and looked at him blankly.