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"It's cold, so cold that I can't even come back to my senses. ”

Mrs. Fu stretched out her hand, held her hands, and rubbed them gently: "You girl, it's so cold, why don't you wear more?"

Song Ran smiled: "Isn't this here to attend the press conference, there are reporters, they will take pictures, and there are so many actresses participating, I have to dress better, and then, I will be glamorous." ”

She was wearing a long pink coat, the whole person was pretty, very beautiful, Mrs. Fu pinched her face: "Beautiful enough." ”

Song Ran smiled playfully: "Godmother, why did you come over today?"

Mrs. Fu took her hand and sat down: "Yuzhang went to inspect the Western Military Region, and I was very tired at home alone, so I came out to shake it." ”

"You can sing with your husband and wife, don't all the wives of high-ranking officials go with you? ”

Mrs. Fu glanced at her: "I don't like those entertainments, it's really tiresome to watch others stare at you with thick masks and laugh, and listen to other people's uniform compliments." ”

Song Ran admired in her heart, Mrs. Fu is actually really a person with a lot of personality, and she likes it very much.

She joked: "Then if you don't follow along, the commander will definitely come back in a hurry, after all, I won't see you for a day, like every three autumns." ”

Mrs. Fu pinched her cheek: "Audacious, dare to make a joke about me." ”

The guard who drove the car was relieved, for more than ten years, his wife was depressed all day long, and there was no such joke, Song Ran was really her savior.

Song Ran knew that Mrs. Fu was pretending to be angry, so she jokingly dodged: "Godmother, you can't bully the small with the big, and you can't really treat me with the support of the commander." ”

Mrs. Fu was very happy to be coaxed by her, and thought to herself, how nice would it be if her Weiwei could talk and laugh with her like this?

The winter sun hummed well, the car passed slowly, most of the leaves of the sycamore fell off, the roadside was piled up with yellow leaves, and the golden sunlight shone into the car, Song Ran felt warm.

She glanced at Mrs. Fu cautiously, and stopped talking a little, Mrs. Fu naturally saw her sneaky appearance, raised her eyebrows and said, "If you have anything to say, don't swallow it." ”

Song Ran pursed her lips and plucked up her courage to say, "Godmother, I have no intention of revealing your scars, I want to know, where did your daughter lose it?"

The carriage was quiet for a long time, so quiet that Song Ran's heart was up and down, was she too abrupt?

Mrs. Fu's slender fingers lightly touched her knees, and with a long sigh, Song Ran was immersed in that sad past with her.

"At that time, Yuzhang was still in Hangcheng in the south, when he was the chief of staff of the Hangcheng Military Region, it was winter, the sun was very good, I took Weiwei out to play, at that time, I was protected by Yuzhang too well, I didn't know that there were bad people in this world, I was never defensive against people, I never ......"

Mrs. Fu's eyes were slightly red, Song Ran felt that she was very cruel, digging other people's wounds like this, she was trying to whisper to stop Mrs. Fu from talking.

Mrs. Fu continued: "I was very happy to see a small candy seller on the street, and pulled Weiwei into the crowd together, there are so many people, it's really lively, I ...... I should have tightened Vivi's hand, now I know that the world is not full of good people, I should hold her hand tight, I ...... Really damn it!"

Her tone was extremely sad, and Song Ran was extremely distressed......