This question is a bit sharp.
It was as if he wanted to pierce the apparent calm, to bring such a sharp issue to the surface, and to achieve an unwanted result.
Song Shengsheng paused and originally didn't want to answer.
Shen Zai was a smart man. He knew that she wouldn't want to hear such a question, but at this moment he didn't care whether it would annoy her.
Those who are stubborn should realize their own importance.
"If...if you still marry my father in this life and still remember what happened, would you want to give birth to me? Or would you fight back in every possible way?"
The young man stopped, his reflection was cold and tall, his eyelashes were raised, his eyes were clear, he stared at her intently, waiting for an answer.
He can wait as long as he wants for this answer.
Song Shengsheng also stopped and frowned, "You..."
She thought for a moment and stammered, "Don't ask me about this kind of hypothesis that won't happen. I don't know how to answer you."
Shen Zai's eyes were gentle, but his words were persistent: "Mom, you can't?"
He nodded again and said, "It's okay, I know."
Song Shengsheng felt uncomfortable when she heard his voice which was neither sad nor happy and seemed to have no complaints.
She didn't mean that.
on the contrary.
She even felt that she would...even if she were to return to her original situation, she would still choose to give birth to this child.
Even in dreams, even though "she" treated this child she was forced to bear with indifference time and time again, she did acquiesce to keeping him later.
Song Shengsheng pursed her lips and asked, "Why do you ask that?"
Shen Zai lowered his eyelids and spoke softly, as if he was afraid of disturbing her: "Mom, I want to know if I have always been redundant to you."
Is it the burden that can be discarded?
Song Shengsheng listened to his somewhat low voice, and her good mood seemed to instantly dim.
It felt like a heavy stone was pressing down on me.
Song Shengsheng thought about it seriously, and then answered him seriously, not wanting to give him a perfunctory answer: "I won't regret it, and I won't give up on you."
After Song Shengsheng finished speaking, she turned around and looked at the young man following behind her.
The light of the setting sun seemed a little bleak.
Song Shengsheng took the initiative to hold his hand, more serious than ever before, without any joking intention, she said: "I think... I don't hate you."
Whatever.
He is innocent.
Shen Zai felt like he was dreaming.
I don’t even dare to dream such a good dream.
It's so wonderful and perfect that it seems like a fake dream.
He seemed to have let go of the biggest thorn in his heart. It turned out that he and his father were different, at least in his mother's eyes.
He is not that hideous.
Shen Zai curled the corners of his lips, and this time there was no trace of pretense in his smile. He said, "Okay."
He nodded and said to himself, "That's good."
Shen Zai lowered his head and kissed his mother on the side of her cheek like a child. He said, "I love you too, Mom."
He could give her everything he had in return.
Shen then naturally raised another request, not as humble as at the beginning. He said, "Mom, let's take a few more photos."
Song Shengsheng was a little confused.
He seems to like taking pictures and has taken quite a few during this period.
But he seemed to never take enough photos. Whenever he had free time, he would ask her if he could take photos.
I was afraid that I couldn’t keep these pictures.
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