Chapter 67: Childhood Memories

"There's too much nonsense, let's go down!" Ning Xiangtian lazily glanced at the servant who was in the way next to him, and his eyes became displeased!

Wu's mother hurriedly put away the money and carefully exited the restaurant.

Ning Xiangtian held the chopsticks, looking at the sumptuous dinner, he was alone in the huge restaurant, and he put down the chopsticks with unhappy eyes, no appetite!

Thinking of his mother Yuan Xuefei, he had a headache, and he even felt that his future would be ruined in her hands.

is always so unreliable, going out to fool around twice in three days, it's not that my father is confused by him, and she has good fruit to eat!

A sigh is not enough to dissolve the depression in my heart, it is really half a catty and eight taels, and I dislike each other!

He regretted that he had not learned the slightest bit of his father's knowledge, and now he felt so difficult.

Looking at the sumptuous dinner, I finally gently picked up a piece of fish and savored it, the taste was like chewing wax, and I didn't have any appetite at all.

Thinking of the first time he walked into this beautifully decorated villa, he timidly lowered his head in fear, shrank behind his father, and did not dare to look around, and in the center of this dining table, a little girl of the same age was sitting.

A thin and thin body, a pair of big eyes that are confused, but the eyes are so cold and arrogant that they don't have any good feelings, and the innate sense of distance makes people feel cold.

"Bing'er, come and say hello to Auntie, this is your brother, we will be a family in the future!" Ning Guowei cordially introduced their mother and son.

Ning Bing'er bit her chopsticks, her little hand supported her cheeks, her big flickering eyes looked at them with disdain, her eyelashes slowly relaxed, she glanced at her with disgust, put down the dishes and chopsticks, and walked upstairs angrily by herself, no one cared.

"Stop, who taught you to be so unreasonable?" Ning Guowei scolded tremblingly, his voice echoing in the empty sky.

"Lao Ning, don't scare the child. Yuan Xuefei took the man's hand with a loving face and said softly.

This is the first time they have met, and they are proud of all their relatives.

This was Ning Xiangtian's first impression of her.

The chopsticks were put down heavily, and he really didn't want to eat, so he walked to the living room, picked up a magazine, and read it carefully.

Reading magazines is just to cover up the pretense of waiting for a woman to appear, and the heart has long been at war with heaven and man.

After a long time at home, I slowly ran in, only to find that Ning Bing'er was surprisingly cold, in the eyes of children, toys are the happiest and most interesting things, but she doesn't seem to be cold.

She has no toys other than a dirty, old stuffed doll.

Boys are always naughty and mischievous and like to annoy girls, and Ning Xiangtian is no exception.

At school, I watched the quiet and well-behaved Bing'er sitting on the stool, always thinking of ways to provoke the girl, and Bing'er's cold expression and disgusted eyes couldn't kill this shameless boy.

He tried all the childish practices such as snatching the schoolbag, putting insects in the schoolbag, or putting salt in the mineral water, and Ning Bing'er was made miserable every time, but he never argued and resisted.

It seems to be her destiny to be obedient, not to resist, not to resist, to watch you and watch coldly, always watching Ning Xiangtian toss like an outsider.

Perhaps her specialness has attracted Ning Xiangtian since she was a child.

It's just that young and ignorant boys don't understand what this ignorant emotion is, irritating and annoying girls again and again, just to get more attention.

Ning Xiangtian clearly remembered the first time Ning Bing'er was beaten, it was a night before the Mid-Autumn Festival, his father came home drunk, the half-drunk and half-awake man had a sad face, and his mother was worried about stepping forward to help.

Father inadvertently saw Bing'er playing with dolls in the corner of the living room, and shouted angrily: "Bing'er, don't you know how to call someone when you see Dad entering the house?"

Ning Bing'er's stubborn temper came to her head again, and she squinted coldly at the drunken man, and continued to bow her head and play with the little doll, as if the person she just shouted was not herself.

"Bing'er, didn't you hear me talking to you?" Ning Guowei broke free from Yuan Xuefei's support and walked towards the woman with angry eyes.

The bicycle fell to the ground with a muffled sound, and Ning Xiangtian retreated to the side in fear, looking at his father like an angry male lion, wanting to attack his prey as fiercely.

Yuan Xuefei put her arms around her son, carefully protected them in her arms, and tightly covered the child's eyes, her demonic red lips revealed an evil smile.

Ning Bing'er was not scared at all, she just opened her big watery eyes and calmly watched the man approach, and the strong manly aura finally covered her child's heart.

"If you don't discipline yourself today, you won't be able to discipline it in the future. Ning Guowei grabbed Bing'er's arm and hit her ass hard with his other hand.

"Who told you not to shout? Who taught you to be rude? Who taught you not to have a tutor?" Ning Guowei's blood-stained angry eyes were full of sparks, and he slapped his daughter's petite body one by one.

At that time, Bing'er was extremely strong at a young age, no matter how her father punished herself, she would only stare at her eyes like a wooden fish, looking at Yuan Xuefei's mother and son with hatred, and there was not a single tear in her dry eyes.

Ning Xiangtian struggled to peek at a child of his own size, watching his father hit someone for the first time, and his heart was terrified.

Slowly, Bing'er became a redundant punching bag in the family, her father occasionally taught her, her mother beat her even harder, and herself, as the initiator, often acted as a black hand.

Thinking of those unbearable past events, Ning Xiangtian's heart was unbearable, cause and effect reincarnation, everything has a cause.

The door opened, and a smart black suit arrived.

"Is the eldest lady back?" said Wu's mother very warmly, and the smile on her face was always very kind and comfortable.

"Mother Wu doesn't need to be busy, I've eaten it. Ning Bing'er smiled, so shallow that she didn't have the slightest emotion.

After changing his shoes, he walked upstairs without a trace, completely ignoring everything here.

"Stop! It's not big or small, don't you know how to say hello?" Ning Xiangtian put down the magazine, and looked coldly at the lonely back and slowly went upstairs, his heart aching.

The footsteps continued to sound as he continued upstairs, only the ticking sound between marble and slippers echoed the anguished man.

"I'll tell you to stop, are you deaf or dumb?" Ning Xiangtian stood up in annoyance, her arrival not only disturbed the panic in the inner world, but also added to the blockage in reality.

"Smack!"

With a muffled sound of the door closing, Ning Bing'er locked herself in the room, isolating herself from all interference from the outside world, and didn't care who was talking to her?

The air generally exists for more than ten years, and she is used to closing herself alone, not being disturbed by anyone, and doing whatever she wants.

Ning Xiangtian threw down the magazine in annoyance, and strode up the stairs angrily, tonight she dared not to reply, I swore not to give up, but there was a trace of warmth and heartache in her eyes, and these subtle emotions were well covered by his anger.