After so many days, when Song Minghui mentioned it again, his voice was still trembling.

After he finished speaking, he stood up and walked out of the kitchen.

She walked to the door and stopped, without turning her head, and said, "Yiyi, don't blame her. At least she gave birth to you."

Song Minghui left as if escaping.

No wonder.

No wonder Song Minghui reacted so strongly when the original owner liked his brother.

Although his behavior of forcing his daughter is unforgivable.

But if you put yourself in his shoes, no matter who is in his position, no one would agree.

What's more, the relationship between Gu Chengze and Song Yiyi is much more dangerous than that between him and Song Wei.

Making a desperate choice is like dancing on the edge of a cliff.

You never know whether the next moment will be an embrace or an abyss.

Song Minghui had walked that path before, and he knew it was not easy, so he naturally didn't want his daughter to make the same mistake.

Compared to these.

Song Yiyi prefers the original owner's mother's name.

Because her mother is also called Song Wei!

Before Song Yiyi traveled through time into the book, she came from a single-parent family and was raised by her mother alone. She took her mother's surname.

Song Yiyi heard some details from Song Minghui's description.

For example, Song Wei is cheerful and generous.

Even if you have a lover, you will not put all your heart on one person.

She has her own studies and friends.

Have something you love.

How could such a person suddenly become a different person and unreasonably block Song Minghui's future?

Unless... there's a compelling reason to do so.

Song Yiyi made some calculations.

If Song Minghui had gone abroad to study after graduation and then returned to build the motherland.

Calculated according to time.

Song Minghui probably won't be able to work for many more days.

The movement is about to begin.

As I recall, Grandma Song's family was a landlord before liberation.

After she married into the family, she became rich.

By that time, Song Minghui had studied abroad and was engaged in scientific research.

If that were the case, it wouldn't be an exaggeration for the original owner to say that it was the beginning of the collapse of the world.

Maybe he had to live in a cowshed since he was young.

The best way to avoid this is to return to your hometown to support grassroots construction, and at least on the surface, establish correct political ideas.

Wait until the movement starts and then resign.

Become a complete part of the people.

Song Wei has been doing this since the moment she graduated.

The fact is that Song Minghui really escaped.

The guess in Song Yiyi's mind was finally confirmed.

She returned to her room in a dejected state.

Song Yiyi sat by the bed, trying hard to recall whether her mother had ever told her about her father.

After thinking about it, I can only say "What a scumbag!"

She felt dizzy and when she bent down to rub her head, a basin of steaming water was placed in front of her.

Song Yiyi raised her eyes and saw Cen Yue slowly squatting down, pinching her ankle, and began to help her take off her shoes.

She didn't move.

Cen Yue helped her take off her shoes and put them away, and then helped her take off her socks.

"Take a dip."

Cen Yue stood up with Song Yiyi's socks in his hand, as if he had no mysophobia at all. "Call me when you're done."

He turned and was about to leave.

Song Yiyi stood up and suddenly put her arms around his waist.

Cen Yue froze and subconsciously asked, "What's wrong?"

This was the first time Song Yiyi took the initiative to approach him since her last confession.

Cen Yue didn't dare to force her these days.

Except for her desire to run, everything else goes as she pleases.

He could see that Song Yiyi was resisting him.

Cen Yue endured it and tried not to touch her.

He always waited until Song Yiyi fell asleep before he dared to sleep with her half hugged and half embraced.

Anyway, she was drowsy when she was sleeping.

No clue can be found.