"What else do you want?"

Xinglang squinted, with sarcastic eyes, "It's not going to meet a lover...", why are you so picky?

Shui Lang sneered, still defending himself: "This, isn't this trying to leave a good impression on the child." ”

Xinglang is still embarrassed by her sister's ruthless behavior at the beginning, and the tone between the words is a little bad, "What an impression..."

"Just your act of abandoning the child, what kind of impression can people make...."

"If I were this kid, let alone meet you, even if I heard more news from you, I would have to feel uncomfortable for a while..."

Shui Lang was said by Xinglang, but he didn't dare to refute it out loud.

Whoever lets such a bastard do such a thing is himself.

Xinglang said that it was cool, paused for a while, and finally showed mercy and let Shui Lang go, "I'll see the child tomorrow, no matter what the other party's attitude is... You have to show your repentance..."

Xinglang is also serious, and every word and sentence is planning for Shuilang.

She thought very clearly, although this child is now old, she doesn't know what kind of senses she has for Shui Lang, the biological mother.

But there is always a blood relationship between them.

Fortunately, there is also the existence of the buffer zone of Yuanlang in the middle.

It can't be alleviated in the future, and don't become the object of the other party's resentment.

Shui Lang is so old, it is not realistic to have another one.

In the future, not afraid of just in case, you have to prevent the next 10,000.

What's wrong with this kid, reluctantly, it can be regarded as a retreat for Shuilang.

No, my own mother really has something to do, so cold-blooded that she doesn't care about anything.

Xinglang has a lot of pity for this nephew she has never met.

But it's more instinctive, focusing on thinking about my sister.

Such an idea cannot but be utilitarian and selfish.

But human nature cannot be incomprehensible.

*

The meeting was still held at a restaurant near Kyoto University.

opened a small private room on the second floor, and Yuan Lang and Shui Lang opened the window and waited quietly.

Xinglang has been busy with her business these days, after all, this is her main task when she comes to Kyoto.

So, although I want to meet this freshly baked nephew, I also lack skills, so it's a pity....

At this time, in front of Yuan Lang and Shui Lang, there was a cup of warm tea in front of each other.

Yuan Lang took a sip slowly and looked out of the open window.

Shui Lang twisted his body, looking like he couldn't sit steadily on the stool, turning his head to stare out the window from time to time, and then looking down at himself after a while.

Pull the skirt, straighten the neckline, and caress the hair.

I'm afraid that my image will be a little bit bad.

The private room on the second floor has a good view, and with the windows open, you can see all the scenery on the street.

People who enter and exit the store can see it clearly.

Wang Xuguang rode his bicycle, slowly ringing the bell, and when he came through the crowd, Yuan Lang and the others saw him from a distance.

Shui Lang trembled and pointed at the young man who was gradually approaching with his index finger, "... Yes, is that him?"

Although the child was born, Shui Lang only glanced at it roughly when he was only a few days old.

She hadn't seen what she looked like when she grew up, but she had depicted it many times in her heart.

When she saw the faces of the people below, a voice in her heart told her that it was him.

He is his own child....

It was her instinct given by the power of the bloodline.

At a glance, Shui Lang knew that it was her child.

Wang Xuguang locked the bicycle, and then as if sensing a hot gaze, he suddenly looked up and glanced upstairs.

Shui Lang quickly retracted his neck and laughed at himself: "He has grown up...."

Grew up in a corner she couldn't see, and she still looks so good.

Science Champion Mile....

How difficult it was to get into college, but her son did.

Shui Lang thought chaotically, and an indescribable and strange satisfaction rose from the deepest part of his heart.

Wang Xuguang paused at the door, and after entering the restaurant, without the guidance of the waiter, he walked straight towards the box where Yuanlang and the others were.

When he was at the door just now, at that glance, he saw the figure of Aunt Yuan Lang at the window... There was also a woman who looked a little like her.

That one... It must be his biological mother.

"Knock knock..."

There was a knock on the door of the private room.

Shui Lang felt that his heart, with these few knock knocks, also beat a few times quickly.

"Aunt Yuan..."Wang Xuguang called Yuan Lang slightly intimately.

"Xuguang is here... Come over here and sit..."

Wang Xuguang smiled and nodded, and then... His gaze skimmed over Shui Lang's body...

nodded indifferently, as if to say hello.

Yuan Lang looked at it and didn't say much.

Today, all of this depends on Wang Xuguang's meaning, she... Don't meddle...

"How are you doing lately? Are you still keeping up with your studies? How is your godfather and godmother at home?"

In fact, the name in Yuan Lang's mouth is a little peculiar.

Wang Xuguang is now called Yuan Lang, aunt... But Yuan Lang called the two elders of the Wang family still godfather and godmother.

But Wang Xuguang also called the two elders of the Wang family his parents...

This generation, it's a bit messy...

But no one cares.

Wang Xuguang smiled and answered Yuan Lang's questions one by one.

Then, his smile narrowed slightly, and he turned to Shui Lang, who had obviously written the loss on his face, and called out, "Auntie..."

This title made Shui Lang feel lost and sad.

But she's okay with it.

It's better than resentment and ignoring her.

Yuan Lang silently lowered his head, took a sip of tea, and turned his head out the window, looking like he didn't care about the world.

Leaving space to this strange mother and son.

When Wang Xuguang slowly spit out the word "aunt" out of his mouth, he peeked at Yuanlang's reaction.

Then, he secretly carefully observed the subtle expression on Shui Lang's face.

Fortunately, this biological mother was much better than his biological father who came to the door unexpectedly.

At least I didn't have a whimsical face and open my mouth to think about how I was....

Wang Xuguang breathed a sigh of relief.

If this biological mother really wants to have a different mind, he also has a way to refuse, but there is an aunt in the middle, which is not easy to do too ugly.

But apparently the current situation is more satisfactory to him.

The lady in front of her seemed to just want to look at herself, and she didn't see that she had any extra plans.

In this case, Wang Xuguang thought, this might as well make his attitude a little better.

Shui Lang was pleasantly surprised to find that his strange son slowly slowed down a lot while talking.

Although there is still a strange astringency, Shui Lang is already satisfied.