Everyone must have thought that after knowing that her mother was Miao Ling'er, she liked medicine. With such a powerful mother, she would definitely become an internationally famous pharmacist.
But no one knows that she actually doesn't like pharmaceuticals...
When she was a child, her favorite thing was when Miao Ling'er asked her to learn how to identify herbal medicines, because in order to identify herbal medicines, she needed drawings.
One by one, she took the trouble to draw over and over again. The herbs she drew were so lifelike that even Miao Ling'er was full of praise.
She is praised as a natural pharmacist. No one can copy herbal medicines so realistically at a young age.
But little Ou Ya knew that she didn't remember the herbs at all when she was drawing, but concentrated on drawing...
Facing Miao Ling'er's praise, she would just smile blankly.
He secretly hid his love for painting and was careful not to let anyone discover it.
I didn't expect that I would be so distracted today that I told Di Yating...
"What are you thinking about, so lost in thought?" Di Yating stretched out his hand and waved it in front of her. Ou Ya didn't even respond, and couldn't help but become nervous. As soon as he held her face, he was slapped away.
"Di Yating, why are you touching me?" Ouya stepped back a little distance and stared at him warily.
For some reason, Ou Ya felt like the man in front of her had changed since he followed her into the dark forest.
He no longer confronts her tit-for-tat like before. Although he still likes to push her around, he cares about her at all times. Even if he encounters danger, he will protect her at all costs...
Ouya was not used to this kind of Di Yating, and was even a little scared.
It's like a very familiar person suddenly becomes unfamiliar and unsettling.
"Hey, don't complain first. I haven't told you why you hit me for no reason?" Di Yating moved and squeezed to her side, staring at her lost face, "What were you thinking about just now, so seriously?
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"..." Ou Ya just bit her lip and didn't respond.
Di Yating shrugged, "It doesn't matter if you don't tell me. I'm just curious. You like painting, but why do you never touch anything related to painting? Instead, you are good at medicine...Is it because of Miao Ling'er?"
"Don't talk nonsense, I am so serious about learning medicine, not because of my mommy... I really like..." At the last sentence, Ou Ya roared with guilt, and his eyes subconsciously avoided Di Yating.
Di Yating stared at her, twitching the corners of his mouth, and did not continue to push her, but just opened his lips lightly.
"Ou Yaya, even if I have never met Miao Ling'er, I can still guess what kind of person she is. No matter whether you inherit her mantle in the future, I believe she will still treat you as her own daughter. Why do you have to force yourself?
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Silence, deathly silence.
For a long time, Ou Ya just looked at Di Yating steadily and said nothing.
"You don't understand anything at all."
Just when Di Yating felt regretful about pushing the topic to a dead end, she suddenly spoke.
Ou Ya raised her head, with sincerity in her eyes, but also a touch of loneliness, and said word by word, "Di Ya Ting, you don't understand at all..."
What she cares about is not that her mother will be disappointed in her.
Ever since she was little, Ou Zexi and Miao Ling'er have been very good to her.
Ouya complained about the unfairness of fate countless times, but also thanked fate for being kind and allowing her to have such a father and mother.
