Song Yuzhong: "Why don't we include our Song family? Without her, where would Yangzhi be?"
Song Bowang: "..."
Song Yuzhong: "Yangzhi is about to be four years old. Poor child, he hasn't spent the New Year with his parents yet. As a father, you should reflect on it."
Zhou Ci felt bad when he heard Song Yuzhong blaming Song Bowang like this, and hurriedly stood up to defend him: "Uncle Song, don't blame Bowang. I didn't do well in Yang Zhi's matter, and he had no choice but to do these things."
Nian Yangzhi was taught very well by him, and I...have no regrets."
Song Bo glanced sideways at Zhou Ci. After hearing her say "no regrets," he sneered, "Did you hear that? She doesn't feel sorry for herself. Old man, don't feel sorry for her. She has no heart."
You think so softly."
After saying this, Song Bowan turned around and went to the kitchen.
Zhou Ci stood there awkwardly, his body stiff.
Chang Jiu witnessed what just happened, pulled Zhou Ci's arm and comforted her, "My brother speaks like that, don't take his words to heart."
Song Yuzhong glanced in the direction of the kitchen and sneered, "You damn duck has a tough mouth, don't pay attention to him."
At noon, Zhou Ci was left at Song's house for lunch.
After lunch, Chang Jiu and Song Yuzhong both went to take a nap, while Zhou Ci stayed here to clean up the kitchen with her aunt.
After putting away the kitchen, Zhou Ci went to the yard alone and wandered around. The afternoon sun was very warm, and although the trees in the yard were bald, they looked very lively after hanging small lanterns and did not give people a feeling of desolation.
The Song family's yard was very large. Zhou Ci walked and came to the backyard. This was her first time here after many years.
This place is completely different from when she was at the Song family. It must have been completely renovated.
The original stone benches and tables were all demolished, and it was transformed into a simple amusement park, which was equipped with various amusement facilities that Song Yangzhi liked, including trampolines, talking heads, swings, seesaws...
Zhou Ci walked over and found that all the facilities were extremely clean, and there was no dust on them when they touched them, indicating that they were maintained and cleaned every day.
Although she had already seen Song Bowan's intentions towards Song Yangzhi, she seemed to be shocked again every time she learned more about it.
She often even feels "ashamed".
No wonder Song Bowang said something like "no conscience" after seeing Yang Zhi clinging to him.
He must be genuinely jealous.
While Zhou Ci was staring at the trampoline in a daze, there was a sudden sound of footsteps behind him.
She subconsciously looked back and saw that it was Song Bowan.
Song Bowang's face was gloomy, and he asked her impatiently, "What are you doing here?"
Zhou Ci didn't care about his bad tone, but asked him: "Did you prepare this place for Yang Zhi?"
Song Bowang: "He clamored for it himself."
Zhou Ci pursed her lips, and after a few seconds, she suddenly went up and hugged him gently.
Song Bowan stiffened for a moment. Why did this woman suddenly hug him?
When she was confused, she heard her crying: "Bowang, thank you."
Song Bowan put his hands in his pockets and did not hug her back. He frowned and looked down at her with a slightly impatient expression.
Despite this, he did not push the person away. Zhou Ci hugged him like this and rested his head on his heart.
"Thank you for being so kind to Yangzhi. You gave him the best of everything."
For Song Yangzhi to grow up to what he is today, Song Bowang must be the biggest contributor.
Song Yangzhi did not have a mother's role when he was growing up, and he did not feel that he was missing anything. A large part of the reason was that Song Bowan played both the role of father and mother.
Song Bowan was silent for a long time before he responded stiffly to her, "I'm good to my son, it's not your turn to thank me."
Zhou Ci didn't answer, still holding him and not letting go. Song Bo took out his hand and pushed her, but she had no intention of walking away.
Song Bo simply ignored her. He was
When he was about to put his hands back in his pockets, Zhou Ci suddenly asked, "Can I go in and play?"
Only then did Song Bowan realize that she was talking about those amusement facilities.
Song Bowang: "You are not ashamed even if you are over thirty."
Zhou Ci: "Do you remember that time we played on the trampoline together?"
She didn't know where the courage came from. Not only did she mention Song Bowan, she also grabbed his wrist and suggested: "Let's play together."
Song Bowan shook her off without mercy, "I'm not interested, I have to go on my own."
Zhou Ci moved her lips and wanted to say something else, but Song Bo interrupted her impatiently, "If you keep talking nonsense, get out."
Seeing that he was getting angry, Zhou Ci said nothing more. She walked to the trampoline alone, took off her shoes, and started playing on it.
Song Bowan was standing where he was just now and didn't go far. He looked at the scene of Zhou Ci jumping and playing on the trampoline, and his memory was brought back to middle school again.
It should have been shortly after he and Zhou Ci fell in love. It happened to be a weekend. The two couldn't find a place to date, so they went to the indoor amusement park. Song Bowan booked the venue with a wave of his hand. In the huge amusement park
, only the two of them were playing.
They played with all the facilities, but Zhou Ci’s favorite was the trampoline, so the two of them got on the trampoline together. They were both at a fun-loving age at the time. After getting on, they started competing to see who could knock whom down first.
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Zhou Ci was originally full of confidence, but was knocked down by Song Bowan ten times in a row. In the end, she was so tired that she was sweating profusely and lay motionless on the trampoline.
When Song Bowan saw her lying down, he felt itchy and unbearable, so he went up to her and kissed her forcefully.
There was no one in the venue, and the two of them kissed and rolled several times on the trampoline, panting.
If he hadn't recalled it in person, Song Bowan wouldn't have known that he could remember things from his student days so clearly.
Withdrawing from his memories, Song Bowan saw Zhou Ci dancing happily on the trampoline alone, and the scene in front of him overlapped with the past.
He stared closely and saw her rising and falling chest, and his heart felt hot.
Zhou Ci played for more than ten minutes and then came down, feeling a little tired.
She was older than when she was a teenager. She sat down to rest for a while, and when she bent down to put on her shoes, Song Bowan suddenly lifted her onto the trampoline again.
Zhou Ci felt like the world was spinning for a while, and when he reacted, he was already lying on the trampoline, swaying as if floating on the sea.
As soon as he raised his eyes, he met Song Bowan's deep eyes.
Having been intimated so many times, how could she not know what this look means?
Zhou Ci looked around subconsciously. Even though this was in the backyard, there was no guarantee that no one would come over.
Zhou Ci swallowed nervously, "Bowang, someone will come, don't you..."
Song Bowan didn't even give her a chance to finish her sentence. He bowed his head and blocked her lips, kissing her like a violent storm as if to vent his anger.
When I was young and fashionable, I would not be satisfied with just one kiss. Now that I am in my thirties, it is even more impossible.
Zhou Ci felt a chill on his chest, and then his hot fingertips fell.