Reincarnated wives please stop pestering me

"Why don't you need to go back to the dormitory... Where will you go if you don't go back to the dormitory?"

Xia Chen shook her head.

"How do I know, I'm going home anyway."

"Go back now?"

"It's not impossible to walk around."

"Then let's walk around the playground."

"also."

After eating, it is indeed more comfortable to take a walk.

Song Ci doesn't eat much supper, because girls quite believe that eating supper will make you fat. Although they can't control their mouths often, they still want to eat at night, but they will comfort themselves, eating less will make them fat.

OK, just a little bit.

It seems that the time has not yet reached the time when the dormitories are completely closed, and there are still many people on the playground.

The cool wind in autumn night is neither too hot nor too cold.

It is suitable for young couples to hug each other on the dark playground or the turf on the football field, and then communicate with each other.

As for how to communicate, it depends on the posture.

Two people wandered aimlessly along the plastic runway. The light from a high place in the distance seemed to have no effect at all, and the high light was like the moon in the sky, which could not really bring anything

The light, but it also seems that this space looks a little cooler.

"Thinking about Chen Senming, it's quite...funny."

Song Ci said so suddenly.

Xia Chen thought about it.

"When you say funny, do you mean that he is very humorous and witty, or like a clown." The different meanings of funny can of course be divided into two different senses, one is affection and the other is ridicule.

"Of course it's the latter." Song Ci gave his subconscious answer without any hesitation, which was also his true sense.

"It's strange that you think so, you're in the student union yourself, aren't you?"

Xia Chen's footsteps were easy, and there was an obvious distance between Song Ci and Song Ci. While keeping the distance, there would be no ambiguous situation where the shoulders of the two of them collided.

In fact, Xia Chen controlled his body to the point of perfection. All in all, as long as he didn't want to, he wouldn't have any unnecessary physical contact with anyone.

Song Ci smiled sweetly when he heard Xia Chen's words.

"It is true, but I always feel that this is just a process of experience. But I don't really need to treat him as a character. And they themselves seem to really think that this is the future of life.

live, into it.I think it's still quite funny, playing bureaucratic and putting on airs..."

It's really repulsive for young people to do this kind of thing, and of course, it's also true for older people.

Xia Chen nodded.

"Will Qiao Sensen and the others cause you some trouble?"

Song Ci thought about it.

"Maybe, I don't think Chen Senming is a generous person, or maybe he wants to wear small shoes for me in the future? But it doesn't matter, if things don't go well, he won't be in the student union

Yes, it's good to be a college student with peace of mind. "

"You're pretty casual."

"I'm a very serious person."

Song Ci blinked, like a jumping night elf in the dark night.

Xia Chen said pointedly.

"What I'm talking about with you is definitely not the same thing."

"Maybe it could be a thing too?"

98 Family Portrait ─────────_

"Mom, I'm back."

Dim light.

An Jingyue got used to it.

It's been like this at home recently, even when it's nightfall, my mother Xu Jinzhi will do the same, turn off all the lights in the room, making the whole house look like a dark dungeon

atmosphere of.

Actually it's not funny at all.

As if some kind of strengthened psychological suggestion, every time An Jingyue came back, the light in the living room would be turned on by himself.

Xu Jinzhi, who was watching boring TV dramas, sat there, hugging the pillow, his face pale.

She is not sick, but her mental state is very worrying.

At least in this state, An Jingyue can't rest assured, so she goes home every day. The only thing that deserves a little peace of mind is that her mother is not like a while ago.

Cry silently, or yell.

Now, although she has lost a lot of her spirit, she looks much more docile.

Hear her daughter's voice.

Xu Jinzhi turned his head, and there was a slight smile on that pale and dull face.

"My daughter is back..."

"Yes, Mom, how is today, is there any discomfort?"

An Jingyue showed a faint smile.

Xu Jinzhi looked at An Jingyue at close range, seeing her still youthful face, and narrowed his eyes slightly.

But seeing that there seemed to be a silver strand of hair shining in his eyes between An Jingyue's hair, Xu Jinzhi's mouth curved slightly.

"No...I'm fine. You just came back, are you tired? Go take a shower and rest."

An Jingyue felt relieved and went into the bathroom to take a shower.

When I came out, I saw my mother was still on the sofa watching TV casually. As soon as I came out, my eyes fell on me.

An Jingyue looked at her mother with some doubts.

"Mom, are you still awake?"

Xu Jinzhi immediately turned his head and smiled nonchalantly.

"It's okay, don't worry now, you go to sleep first."

"Okay, you go to bed early."

An Jingyue didn't think too much, she dried her hair, looked at her own strands of hair on the bathroom floor, thought about it, and felt a little tired...Recently, I may have been under a lot of pressure, which caused my mental state to be not very good

, always easy to get sleepy.

So without thinking much, An Jingyue went back to her room and prepared to go to sleep.

But falling asleep, there is a feeling of uneasiness in the dark, something seems to be stuck in the heart, making me uneasy.

An Jingyue couldn't fall asleep repeatedly, so she frowned and sat up.

I took a sip of the water next to the bedside table, thought about it, got out of bed and prepared to go to the bathroom to use the toilet.

The lights in the corridor and the living room were not turned on, and there was no sound from the TV.

It seemed that her mother had already gone to bed, so An Jingyue opened the bathroom door and subconsciously turned on the light without thinking too much.

Then he saw a scene that almost made him lose his mind.

"what……!"

An Jingyue screamed, and she immediately noticed a figure appearing on the bathroom floor.

She was squatting there, holding something in her hand, her eyes were wide open, like a little ghost.

The feeling at this moment made An Jingyue really scared, but under the bright lights, she could see the other person's appearance clearly.

The woman squatting on the ground in this weird posture... turned out to be her mother Xu Jinzhi!

Surprised, An Jingyue also saw clearly what the black mass in Xu Jinzhi's hand was, it turned out to be her own hair scattered in the bathroom!

What's happening here?

An Jingyue didn't figure it out for a while.

But Xu Jinzhi stood up and said nonchalantly.

"You kid, what are you doing so suddenly? I saw that you didn't clean up after taking a shower, so I'll clean it up for you."

An Jingyue nodded in a sudden realization, so it turns out...

"I... didn't notice you, I came here to go to the toilet..."

Xu Jinzhi nodded, still clutching An Jingyue's hair, and said as he walked out.

"Then you go wash, I'm going back to bed."

"Oh……"

An Jingyue nodded, then remembered something.

"By the way, Mom, you can just throw my hair in the trash can, what are you doing with it?"

Xu Jinzhi froze for a moment, an unnatural smile appeared on his face.

Because there is a trash can in the bathroom, it does seem a little abnormal to take it out by yourself.

But Xu Jinzhi didn't just leave it, but said.

"It's okay, I took them all, and went out to throw the same one."

An Jingyue didn't think much about it. Although she felt that what happened tonight was a bit weird, the girl didn't think too much after all. She was going to go back to her room to sleep after going to the toilet, but when she came in, she still couldn't sleep.

I thought of something.

She walked to the living room and went to look at the trash can in the living room, only to find...in the trash can in the living room....Replaced with a new garbage bag, there is nothing in it.

....

"I'm going to school."

"it is good."

【Patter~】

The sound of the door lock closing.

Woman sitting on sofa, holding a photo frame.

Inside is a family photo.

My own face back then, my daughter's immaturity when she was still young, and my husband's high spirits back then are all vivid in my memory.

just now...

Things are wrong.

My daughter has grown up, and she is so beautiful.

And they are all gradually aging in the passage of time, and no one can live forever.