After the rebirth, the real young master was kidnapped by the fake young master

Song Jiqiu woke up early in the morning, always feeling that something was wrong with the atmosphere at home.At the breakfast table, everyone ate with low eyebrows, as if nothing was the same as usual.

Until Wu Liyun said to Xu Jiaping: "Drink less coffee, you will have a bad stomach."

Xu Jiaping also heard the words and silently put down his cup.

When Song Jiqiu stared at the two of them again, he finally discovered the clue.

seem……

Are the two reconciled?

Before he could ask Xu Jiaping what happened, Wu Liyun put down the bowl and chopsticks, folded the napkin and said, "Xiaoqiu, come to my room."

Song Jiqiu stood up, exchanged glances with the other three men on the table, but did not get any useful information, and hurriedly followed Wu Liyun's footsteps.

The room smelled very faintly of roses, and Wu Liyun was standing in front of the vase trimming the branches and leaves.

Song Jiqiu pushed the door open and came in blankly, and stood there for a while: "Mom, do I want to kneel down?"

Wu Liyun chuckled, her original plan to pretend to be angry failed: "What are you thinking?"

Song Jiqiu smirked shyly, and asked cautiously, "Mom, do you know everything?"

"What should I know?" Wu Liyun was not fooled and kicked the ball back.

Song Jiqiu was distressed now.

So do you know that he and Xu Jiaping are in a relationship?

In the end, it's still a mother's soft heart. She couldn't see the child with a bitter face, and handed him a rose: "Come here."

"I know that you like Jiaping, I know that you are with Jiaping, and I know that you have always been in trouble because of your mother, who has dragged you down."

"Where is it!" Song Jiqiu hastily retorted.

Wu Liyun will never be a drag.When he walked into the house nervously for the first time and was embraced by the crying Wu Liyun, he felt the warmth of his mother for the first time. It was the first time he felt happy and satisfied in so many years.

"I've been on the edge of a dead end these years. You two are my children, and you want to be happy together." Wu Liyun reminded, her expression relaxed and no longer gloomy.In fact, when I got sick back then, there was also a big reason for my debt to Xu Jiaping but I didn't know how to deal with it.

The external pressure from the Song family made her choose to give up Xu Jiaping.The palms of the hands and the backs of the hands were full of flesh, after Nuji cut off contact with the Xu family, he had belated regrets.

"Don't worry, mother will not stop you, mother will continue to learn how to be a good mother."

There is nothing softer than a mother's heart.

Song Jiqiu walked around Wu Liyun's thin shoulders, rested his chin on her shoulders, gently rubbed against her like a coquettish animal, and said solemnly: "Mom, thank you."

The woman in front of her is beautiful and has accumulated the charm of time, and she will not experience the collapse of depression in her previous life.

God treats him kindly and makes all his dreams come true.

"Director Song, someone is here!"

A large drama club, a group of people in costumes wildly opened their skirts and sat on the table. They saw someone coming from outside the door from a distance, so they tipped off the news.

Xu Jiaping brought a big bag of food and approached: "Did you guys not eat? I brought some food for you."

Everyone cheered and surrounded the plastic bag tacitly, not looking at Song Jiqiu who was looking for Xu Jiaping.

Song Jiqiu became the president of the drama club when he was a junior, and there was a performance recently, which was "Romeo and Juliet".Right now, he was watching the previous rehearsal in front of the video, and he didn't look back when he heard Xu Jiaping's movements.

"How long are you guys going to be busy?" Xu Jiaping slammed the door, but his face didn't change, and asked his classmates instead.

"Today's portion has been arranged, we are leaving, and the handsome guy will quickly take Director Song away." A young lady smiled and pushed everyone towards the door.

The hour hand points to eight o'clock.

It has been a day since Song Jiqiu ignored him.

After drinking too much the day before yesterday, Song Jiqiu almost overslept and was late the next day. He deeply felt that Xu Jiaping's beauty deceived others, and the original agreement to move out together was shelved.

It wasn't raining, but Xu Jiaping held up an umbrella.

"What kind of umbrella do you hold if it's not raining or the sun?" Song Jiqiu asked.

However, he knew in his heart that the first time he and Xu Jiaping met was when it was raining to hold an umbrella for him, and afterward several times the misunderstanding was solved on a rainy day, after handing over an umbrella, the two reconciled logically.Over time, it became a tacit understanding between two people getting along.

Xu Jiaping's face was not flushed and his heart was not beating: "The moonlight is very sunny."

Song Jiqiu: ...

"I was wrong." Xu Jiaping said, "I promise that in the future, I will set an alarm clock to remind you every day. It will not affect you, and I will definitely not mess around. Next time, it will be easier..."

"Stop, stop!" Song Jiqiu saw that his words became more and more crooked, so he hurriedly stopped.

"Then you forgive me?"

Song Jiqiu really couldn't imagine how such a cold person could be like a dog rubbing against his trousers every day, but once Xu Jiaping said this, he wouldn't lie.

Xu Jiaping took his hand silently.

Two people holding umbrellas on the street, like two complete idiots.

The moonlight was beautiful, and they sat on the bench in a daze together.

Song Jiqiu suddenly asked: "If I tell you that I came back ten years later, do you have anything to ask me?"

Song Jiqiu was recently dragged to study the propositions of relativity, universe, space, time, etc., and related books were about to pile up on the table.

Xu Jiaping was not surprised by his question, but Xu Jiaping has one advantage, that is, no matter what Song Jiqiu said, he would seriously respond. After listening to this question, he was silent for a long time, as if he was really imagining what it would be like ten years later .

Song Jiqiu induced him: "Think about it, for example, will you be poor in ten years, and have you become ugly? You can ask these questions."

Xu Jiaping said: "Ten years later we will still be together."

It is not an interrogative sentence, but an affirmative sentence.

Song Jiqiu froze for a moment, then understood what he meant.

The only thing he cares about in the future is Song Jiqiu, but he is sure that they will not be separated.

Song Jiqiu laughed, but his eyes were a little sour. He reached out and touched a small scar on Xu Jiaping's forehead: "Well, of course."

It's just that his ten years are somewhat different from Xu Jiaping's ten years.

One is past tense and the other is future tense.

But Xu Jiaping seemed to be interested, and asked instead: "Is it not good in ten years? Why do you want to come back?"

Song Jiqiu looked up at Xu Jiaping, his eyes were filled with moonlight.

Will it be good ten years later?

He couldn't answer.

He and Xu Jiaping met and separated, and his family was broken and then reunited.

No one can use simple "good" or "bad" to evaluate their own destiny, but they can use "the moon waxes and wanes" to summarize the years that have slipped through their fingers.

Song Jiqiu looked up at the moon, which was watching them softly and brightly.

"To run back and tell you."

"I love you."