Mother Lin and Song Xiaoshu left the mess on the table without conscience and then went home hand in hand affectionately. Before leaving, Song Shushu did not forget to stick her head in and asked him: "Go to my place later and give my kitten some food."
Food, don’t starve our little ancestor.”
Lin Bai was speechless. With a pulled face, he waved his hands impatiently at this careless man and quickly disappeared.
The lively living room suddenly became deserted, and the warm light from the chandelier could not ease Lin Bai's solemn expression at all.
The cold light on the mobile phone screen reflected in his eyes. Lin Bai's eyebrows were lowered, and his eyes seemed to be focused on the photos on the screen, but they seemed not to be there. It was so vague that it was difficult to guess what he was thinking.
The person who always behaved like a harmless person became more serious, and his aura became even more frightening. It was like the monitor who was always a good guy in the class, with a sullen face and strict discipline during a noisy self-study class one day.
The scene that had long been sealed in the depths of his memory suddenly became clear before his eyes, and Lin Bai once again recalled the appearance of Song Xiaoshu when he first came to the Lin family.
Although the Lin family and the Song family were neighbors in the early days, their relationship was actually average. After the Lin family started in real estate, Lin's father's generation gradually shifted its business direction to high-tech. The Song family started out in the clothing industry. The relationship between the two companies
It cannot be said that there is no cooperation, it can only be said that it is very little.
But in this circle, everyone is considered an acquaintance in every turn. The two families bought a house here one after another, and they have been friendly neighbors for a while. Ji Wan had a good relationship with Mrs. Lin before the marriage, and they became even more harmonious after the marriage, and they both had children.
After that, they often raised their children together.
At that time, the relationship between Ji Wan and Song Qingxiang was pretty good, and Song Xiaoshu was carefully dressed up like a cute New Year painting doll every day, following Lin Bai softly and softly calling him Brother Xiaobai.
But later...
Lin Bai thought that he might never forget that day. Song Xiaoshu came to their house again and was sent by the nanny. The baby fat on the little girl's face seemed to have disappeared overnight, and her palm-sized face was so thin that
My heart ached, my eyes had lost their former agility, and I was just stunned when I saw him, his delicate pigtails were gone, his hair was messy and disheveled, and his clothes were dirty.
The Lin family's nanny was talking to his mother in tears. As they were talking, Lin's mother held Song Xiaoshu in her arms and cried, and he couldn't help but relax when he walked over.
But...Song Xiaoshu didn't respond. She was like a porcelain doll that had lost its soul, closing the window to communicate with the outside world.
Since then, she has lived in the Lin family, but the clever little girl she once was has turned into a dull look. Lin Bai followed her mother's instructions and tried different ways to make her happy every day.
Song Xiaoshu was able to return to 80% of his original liveliness because he, Lin Bai, and his parents spent countless efforts to raise him little by little. Why should he waste the Song family, a filthy place where stewards don't care about raising children?!
The fingers holding the phone turned white from exerting force. Lin Bai was really angry, and the veins on his forehead were beating faintly.
No one of these people can even think about ruining their children again!
"Xiao Shu, is your kitten a male cat or a female cat?" Wu Xiuwan asked.
Song Shushu came to his senses: "It's a little black male cat."
"Male cat, do you want to consider breeding with my friend's little white cat?"
Wu Xiuwan leaned over and turned the screen of her phone over to show it to Song Shushu. On the screen was a ragdoll cat that looked noble and cool from its appearance. It was all white and had crystal-clear ice blue eyes. Song Shushu immediately felt affection for it when he saw it.
It took a lot of self-control to turn his eyes away from the photo. In view of the astonishing beauty of his "sister-in-law", Song Shushu was unable to refuse immediately this time, and only whispered: "Let me go back and take a look."
"
Although she is very moved, this matter cannot be achieved by her heartbeat. Arranged marriage does not seem to be so feasible for cats?
Go back and ask your little bully. It is said that Song Dameng has not been in contact with the little female cat since he came to her house. I don’t know if she has such a wish.
Just thinking about it in such a mess, Song Shushu actually dreamed of Song Dameng at night.
The scene was under a grape vine when she was a child. Strangely enough, the vines were bearing flowers and fruits at the same time, and the branches were lush and leafy. The evening breeze blew through the corners of her skirt, creating ripples around her calves.
, Song Shushu lowered his head and pinched the gauze skirt on his body. The heavily embroidered white gauze skirt was layered but not cumbersome at all. It was a skirt that had never appeared in his memory. Song Shushu's mind moved slightly and he moved towards the figure.
Go.
Song Shushu could clearly know that this was a dream, because this scene was too utopian, but... it was also surprising that there was a man in the utopia.
Relying on the fact that he was in his dream, Song Shushu changed from his usual calmness and composure, holding up the hem of his skirt and approaching her. It can only be said that dreams are dreams after all, and they still have limitations. For example, the appearance of the man in front of her is different.
It's like being covered by mist, making it hard to see clearly.
Song Shushu looked around, and finally sat down next to the man. With a wave of his hand, a small square table appeared in front of him.
Just when she was about to ignore this man and have a few drinks leisurely, the person next to her suddenly turned around.
The wine glass he was carrying casually in his hand was so startled by this unexpected turn of events that he almost threw it away. Song Shushu's eyes widened as he watched the tall figure slowly turn around.
Still with that misty face, Song Shushu curled his lips, calmed down, and stared at every move of the people around him. This scene seemed a bit strange, but Song Shushu not only did not have the slightest fear, he was even a little eager to try it.