Others may not know, but Song Shengsheng is very vindictive.
I still remember what happened many years ago.
At that time, J had just been married and Fu Cheng would not let her hold his hand outside. She approached him cautiously and hesitantly, fearing that he would push her away.
Song Shengsheng was probably pulled away only twice.
She would remember these two times till death and would bring them up to tell Fu Cheng from time to time.
Fu Cheng had told her at that time in the same serious tone that she was using now that it was not good to act so frivolous in public as it would have a bad impact if others saw it, and that she had to establish a serious and solemn image.
Even though Song Shengsheng has such a bad memory, he still remembers these words very clearly today.
Fu Cheng has always been very tolerant of her holding grudges and bringing up old scores. As long as she says she is happy, anything is fine.
He could always make it up somewhere else.
Tonight was no exception. He smiled and said, "I was too stupid before. Shengsheng."
From the very beginning of your marriage, you shouldn't be too polite to her.
Song Shengsheng's temper usually disappears at night.
It even made her feel a little regretful. If she had lost her temper less often during the day, she wouldn't be so pitiful at night.
Fu Cheng, on the contrary, did not think that he had gone too far. The most excessive times were when he showed no restraint at all. However, in recent years, although he did not cultivate himself, his self-control with her had improved a lot, and he seldom indulged himself completely anymore.
Every time he saw her crying and looking at him with tears in her eyes, begging for mercy in a soft voice, Fu Cheng felt pity and a bit of inappropriate cruelty in his heart.
It is the nature of men to be predatory.
She didn't understand it for all these years.
Fu Cheng didn't want her to understand either, it was best as it is now.
Song Shengsheng didn't go out the whole next day. It was already noon when he woke up. He felt so lazy that he didn't want to move at all. His waist was sore and his fingers were weak.
She didn't leave her room until the afternoon.
Fu Luochi went to school, but Shen Zai still lived here and did not move out.
He woke up early, went out and came back. The door upstairs was still closed. He held the thing in his hand in his palm with some force.
After a while, Shen Zai asked the nanny at home with a smile, "Isn't she awake yet?"
The nanny was very polite to the unidentified teenager who was temporarily staying at home and answered the questions truthfully.
Shen Zai still smiled with the corners of his eyes curved, "You can't skip lunch, I'll go upstairs and knock on the door."
The nanny felt it was inappropriate, but the boy had already walked upstairs and she seemed unable to stop him.
Shen Zai has a gift for his mother, and he has to hand it to her personally. It doesn't matter if she likes the gift, as long as she can keep it safely by her side.
Shen knocked on the door three times politely.
When Song Shengsheng heard the knock on the door, she knew who it was.
She changed her clothes and went to open the door.
"What's the matter?"
"I'll call mom downstairs for dinner." Shen Zai opened his palm and found a small glass bead-like necklace pendant inside. The glass beads seemed to be covered with a light, silky gray.
"Also, I want to give you this pendant."
Song Shengsheng looked at the pendant he handed over. The fine gray flowing in the glass ball was particularly beautiful and eye-catching. She would receive gifts from Shen Zai from time to time, so she was no longer surprised by this.
She would also knit sweaters and scarves for him.
Give small gifts that you prepare yourself.
Song Shengsheng asked: "Did you make this yourself?"
Shen Zai nodded: "Yes."
He then said, "Just accept it, Mom."
He didn't say there were ashes in there.
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