Song Guangyang held his daughter's hand and kept chattering, but the confusion of words didn't play a comforting role at all, but Song Song didn't have the heart to listen carefully.

Song Guangyang looked at his daughter's little face as pale as paper because of illness, and his heart seemed to be pinched by something.

"Baby, Mom, she's on a business trip to a distant place, but you also have to be obedient and obedient to accompany Dad, right?"

As he spoke, Song Guangyang's eyes moistened, but he couldn't be weak in front of his daughter, so he could only hold back.

Song Song couldn't help but start to doubt that she was really reborn, everything was so real and painful.

It's also ridiculous to say that my mother left because of a car accident, and I also left because of a car accident......

Song Song's mouth was bitter, and she simply shrunk into the quilt like a turtle with a shrunken head and didn't dare to show her head, she suddenly felt that she had lived for twenty-five years in her previous life, and she really made mistakes from beginning to end, and achieved nothing.

Began to rebel in adolescence, unwilling to communicate with Song Guangyang, and even went to college to think that he had escaped from the shackles of his family, and he didn't know how sad his father was.

Song Guangyang was a little tired, his wife died suddenly, and the things that didn't need him to think about it before were all piled on him, and he hadn't had a good rest for a long time without preparation.

The daughter is still young, she doesn't know what happened, no matter what he says, she is clamoring for her mother, Song Guangyang really has no choice.

In the quiet room, the soft sigh was also amplified countless times at this moment, making Song Song want to pretend that he didn't hear it.

The footsteps behind him faded away, and it wasn't until he heard the sound of the door closing, that Song Song showed his face and looked at the wooden door.

Is this a chance given to her by God?

Song Song remembered that it was during this time that she would move after her mother had a car accident in her previous life, and then met Shen Kun and Bai Mi.

Song Song gritted her teeth, her eyes were full of pain, she had to live soberly in this life.

Early the next morning, Song Guangyang was forced to wake up by a magical force.

Song Song sat on Song Guangyang's stomach and made a fuss, his fleshy little hands pinched his nose, it can be said that he had exhausted his eighteen martial arts, "Old man Song, get up!" ”

Song Guangyang didn't sleep well all night, and as soon as he fell asleep, he was suffocated by the feeling of suffocation, and his desire to survive made him open his eyes.

Song Guangyang's eyes were full of red bloodshots, and he looked very tired.

Song Song suddenly thought of her previous life, and her father was like this at that time, but she didn't know that she felt sorry for him at all, she only knew that she was blindly tossing, and she didn't even know when her father was gray and hunchbacked.

It seems like it's just a moment, and it's old......

"Dad, when is school going to start?" Song Song didn't dare to look up, suddenly afraid that Song Guangyang would find her red and swollen eyes, and didn't know how to explain.

School? Song Guangyang only thought that his daughter was still in a temper, so he sat up and looked at the phone screen, "Dad has already found someone to contact again, and when the house is found, we will move over." ”

Song Song's eyelids jumped, and he pressed Song Guangyang's Nokia, "I don't want to go to No. 1 Middle School." ”

Song Guangyang was a little puzzled, why is his daughter a little weird?

Song Song worked on a draft in his heart all night, and at this time it finally came in handy, making up some rumors that didn't exist at all, and Song Guangyang couldn't come back to his senses when he heard it.

I don't know why, although what my daughter said seems to be right, but there is always something weird?

"Corporal punishment of students in the classrooms of No. 1 Middle School and the frequent haunting?" Song Guangyang still felt a little strange, but looking at his daughter's thin and well-behaved appearance, he forcibly suppressed this feeling.

Song Song felt that her reasons were very real, weren't there rumors of school hauntings at this age, but she was still a little weak-hearted, so she had to blink her big watery eyes, hoping to divert the topic with selling cuteness.

Sure enough, Song Guangyang, who was controlled by his daughter, immediately nodded and said okay, as for the place that has been prepared for a long time before he has opened up the relationship and entered the first middle school, to hell with it.

It's good that my daughter is happy.

Song Song was lying on the dining table, looking at the busy figure in the kitchen, and before he could sigh, an indescribable smell of burnt paste came out.

I saw Song Guangyang walking out with an embarrassed face holding a bowl of black and slimy non-yin objects.

Song Song really wanted to cheer up and make his father happier, but ......

"Dad, is this sesame paste?"

Song Guangyang pulled down a few black lines on his forehead and turned around in embarrassment, "This is, noodles?" ”

Song Guangyang himself was a little unsure, Yin Yin's wife used to do this, why did he make it like a bowl of poison.

Noodles, noodles? Song Song stared at this bowl of non-yin object with wide eyes, and his expression seemed to be able to see a flower.

Song Guangyang sighed weakly, "This one is still down, baby, Dad will take you out for a big meal." ”

Song Song nodded hurriedly, for fear that this bowl of "black noodles" would be her first meal after being reborn, and if she really ate it, it might not only be the first meal but also the last meal, because of food poisoning.

Song Guangyang rubbed his daughter's head, simply cleaned up the kitchen, picked up his daughter's thin body and walked out the door.

Song Song felt weird, stiffening her body and feeling uncomfortable, although her current body was just thirteen years old, and she was about to be promoted to the first year of junior high school in half a month, but her psychological age was twenty-five years old!

The father's love that she hadn't experienced for many years suddenly became ferocious, making her a little dizzy.

Seeing that he was about to walk to a crowded place, Song Song tugged at Song Guangyang's sleeve and muttered in a low voice, "Dad, let me down, I can go by myself." ”

Who knew that Song Guangyang, who had always been controlled by his daughter, actually rejected her, on the grounds that she was sick and had not yet recovered, and it would not be good in case of bumps.

Well, Song Song couldn't refute this reason, so he had to bury his head and pretend to be an ostrich.

The big meal is just the wonton shop downstairs, and it's breakfast time, and the restaurant is already crowded.

There were too many people and it was inconvenient to walk around, so Song Guangyang had to put down his daughter, and just as the table next to him was finished eating and leaving, the two hurriedly sat down and occupied a seat.

"Baby, don't run around here, Dad go buy food."

Song Song nodded obediently, in fact, his attention had already been attracted by other places.

Opposite Song Song sat a little boy about the same age as her, holding a big bowl of wontons and eating non-stop, the speed surprised Song Song on the side, I have to say, this little fat paper is still eating good.

As soon as he entered the door just now, Song Song noticed him, a young little chubby paper wearing an earthy orange shirt, with a black hat on his head and shrinking in the corner, eating with a serious face, this picture is still very funny.

Little chubby paper, that is, Fang Chenchu, his already dark skin rarely has a trace of tender redness, and it is okay to be stared at by others all the time, but can you hold back the piercing laughter.

Fang Chenchu poked the only remaining wontons in the bowl impatiently, thinking about the math problems that had not been solved last night, but soon, he was interrupted by laughter again.

finally put down the spoon in annoyance, raised her head and glared at it fiercely, but in Song Song's eyes, that is, the little boy was pretending to be mature, she smiled even more happily.

When Song Guangyang came back, he only saw his baby daughter staring directly at a little boy, with a lewd smile on her lips.

I can't help but jump in my heart, is this going to be early love?

What charm did he have to kidnap his baby daughter, Song Guangyang took a closer look, only to find that this little boy was really not an ordinary person.