In a deep sleep, Xiao Ning seemed to travel back in time to the warm days of his childhood. At that time, the family sat around the antique pavilion, and laughter echoed in the air. Xiao Ding and Chu Qian depended on each other, and their loving appearance was enviable.
The beautiful and gentle Song Junwan held her younger self in her arms and rubbed her cheek against her pink face affectionately. The warm touch is still clearly felt today.
The scene of a happy and harmonious family was like a gorgeous painting, so beautiful that Xiao Ning was intoxicated and didn't want to wake up.
However, it was the dazzling sunlight that shone through the window lattice, ruthlessly breaking this sweet dream. Xiao Ning woke up slowly, sat up slowly, rubbed his swollen eyebrows subconsciously, then tried to open his eyes, looking around blankly at the unfamiliar environment, full of doubts.
"This... this doesn't seem to be my room?" he muttered to himself.
At this moment, the door was gently pushed open with a slight creaking sound. Song Junwan walked into the room holding a bowl of steaming white fungus soup.
When she saw Xiao Ning had woken up, a happy smile immediately broke out on her face. She hurriedly walked to the bedside, carefully put down the tray in her hand, and then gently placed her smooth forehead against Xiao Ning's forehead and asked softly:
"Ning'er, how do you feel? Are you feeling better?"
Xiao Ning stared closely at Song Junwan's familiar face, and the deep concern in her eyes, and a strong sense of guilt surged in his heart. He seemed to be frightened, and hurriedly got up and prepared to get out of bed, while stammering in response:
"No...it's okay, Aunt Song, I'm really much better now. I'm leaving first!"
Xiao Ning looked very panicked, and he still didn't have the courage to face Song Junwan. Just when Xiao Ning wanted to get out of bed, Song Junwan reached out like a gust of wind and grabbed his arm tightly. Her strength was so great that Xiao Ning couldn't break free and was locked firmly to the bed.
"Ning'er, what's wrong with you recently? Why are you hiding from me?"
Song Junwan's eyes were burning with anger, an expression Xiao Ning had never seen before. He couldn't help but be frightened, and his body trembled slightly. Since he was born, Song Junwan has always been a gentle and kind elder in his heart, and he never thought that she would be so angry.
Xiao Ning turned his head away, not daring to look directly into Song Junwan's eyes, and stammered:
"Aunt Song, I'm not hiding from you! I'm just a little worried about mother and want to go see her."
There was a hint of fear and helplessness in his voice, as if he hoped Song Junwan could believe his explanation.
Song Junwan didn't buy it. She forced Xiao Ning to straighten his face so that he had to face her. Her eyes were serious and firm, as if she could see through everything in Xiao Ning's heart.
"Ning'er, I'm your mother too! From childhood to adulthood, have you ever lied to me? Don't even think about getting away with it, or I'll spank you like I did when we were kids!"
Xiao Ning looked at Song Junwan's beautiful face, so angry, and his heart was filled with fear. He knew that Song Junwan was true to her words. When he was a child, he learned medicine from her and received a lot of education from her.
I don't know how many pieces of the board were broken, and every time it hit his hand, it hurt so much. Although Song Junwan would come to his side at night to treat his injuries personally, and would cry secretly from time to time, asking why she hit Xiao Ning. But at this moment, facing Song Junwan's threats, Xiao Ning was still frightened and at a loss.
“I…I…”
Xiao Ning stuttered, his words were intermittent, as if his tongue was tied, and he had completely lost his usual composure. At this moment, under the threat of Song Junwan's powerful aura and sharp eyes, his heart was already in a mess, and he was so nervous that he couldn't even utter a complete sentence.
Finally, after a fierce ideological struggle, Xiao Ning lowered his head helplessly like a deflated ball, his lips trembling slightly, and said in a voice that only he could hear:
"Aunt Song, I'm sorry, I really didn't mean to avoid you, I just felt ashamed to see you again..."
After saying this, Xiao Ning closed his eyes tightly like a child who had done something wrong and was waiting to be punished, not daring to look at Song Junwan's expression at this moment.
Song Junwan stared at Xiao Ning, who looked guilty and wanted to cry but couldn't, and felt a sharp pain in her heart, as if she was stabbed by thousands of needles at the same time. However, even though tears were already welling up in her eyes, she still tried hard not to let them fall, took a deep breath and said slowly:
"Is it because of the harm Sister Qian caused me?"
Hearing Song Junwan's words, Xiao Ning suddenly raised his head, his eyes full of surprise. He stared at Song Junwan in disbelief, and stammered:
"Aunt Song, how...how do you know about this?"
Before he could finish his words, Song Junwan suddenly pounced on Xiao Ning without any warning, opened her mouth and bit his cheek hard.
"ah!"
Xiao Ning immediately let out a shrill scream, resounding throughout the room like a pig being slaughtered. The sudden severe pain was completely unbearable for him, and his body twisted violently involuntarily, trying to break free from Song Junwan's "magic mouth". However, no matter how he struggled, Song Junwan kept biting him tightly, and only let go after a long time.
Looking at Xiao Ning's left face again, there were two neat rows of black teeth marks on it, which looked very scary. Xiao Ning covered his injured cheek, grimacing in pain, jumping up and down while shouting at Song Junwan:
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