Nan Song heard her mother's tone sounding like Yu Jinwen's.

I couldn't help but want to sigh again.

"You are sad for spring and autumn at a young age."

Nan Song didn't sigh, but Luo Yin heard it tacitly and turned on the light directly, "Come on, tell your mother what's on your mind. I'll be your tree hole."

Luo Yin leaned sideways and propped up her head next to her, pretending to be "all ears".

Nan Song didn't really want to share it with her, "What are you talking about? I have nothing to say."

"What, are you afraid of being embarrassed?"

Luo Yin hummed, "I don't know who it is, but Chengsu Chengsu once asked me to talk about the male god she had a crush on. Yu Jinwen was long and Yu Jinwen was short. It made my ears feel calluses. I really couldn't stop her at that time.

"Shut up, I can't even keep my mouth shut. Now that I've grown up, I know how to be shameless? Okay, forget it if you don't say it. Just treat it as if I'm happy to listen."

After saying this, Nan Song blushed, "I, when did I... do that?"

"Hey, you still don't admit it? Do you dare to do it or not?"

Luo Yin said: "Okay, I'll make a call and ask your brothers if this is the case. They are all my witnesses..."

As she said that, she was about to go to the bedside to get her mobile phone, but Nan Song hugged her and said, "Mom, I don't bring this!"

"No more pretending? Then let's have a chat."

Luo Yin, a mother, took care of her daughter, "Tell me, how do you feel about Yu Jinwen now?"

"I feel like," Nan Song pursed her lips, as if she mustered up the courage to say something, "I still like him."

"Hmm. Everyone can see that."

Luo Yin was not surprised at all, "Go on."

Nan Song scratched his hair, "I don't know what to do. He said he wanted to chase me again and have a relationship with me, with the purpose of getting married."

"It doesn't matter what he said," Luo Yin rarely said seriously. "What matters is what you think."

"I," Nan Song raised his head, his eyes brightening, "I want to give him a try."

"What if it fails again this time?"

Nan Song shook his head slightly, "How can there be any success or failure in relationships? There is only love or not, willingness or unwillingness. I never thought that my previous marriage with Yu Jinwen was a failure, but he didn't love me back then.

That's all, and I didn't show my true self in front of him. Now that he has fallen in love with me and I still like him, why not give it a try?"

Luo Yin smiled slightly when she heard this, "Don't you think clearly? Then why are you still confused?"

Nan Song's face showed a trace of embarrassment, "I feel a little embarrassed, I'm afraid you will laugh at me."

"Hey, what's so shameful about this?"

Luo Yin said disdainfully: "If you like him and don't dare to admit it, that would be embarrassing. Besides, you are so shameless as to follow me, how can you be so thin? There are so many people who fall in love with you, and you are not the only one missing."

"..."

When she said this, Nan Song suddenly felt even more embarrassed, "Oh, I vowed before that I would never have anything to do with him until the end of my life. I was destined to be slapped in the face."

As soon as she finished speaking, Luo Yin reached out and slapped her face gently.

"Okay, now that you're done with the slap in the face, let's do what we have to do."

Luo Yin said: "Who has never been slapped in the face in this life? A life without being slapped in the face is not enough to be called life. Only those who have been slapped in the face by life can grow up. My daughter, you have grown up."

Nan Song was given a large amount of chicken soup for the soul, and he smiled softly and said, "Thank you, my dear sister, Ms. Luo, for your enlightenment."

"You're welcome."

Luo Yin leaned on the bedside and raised her eyebrows, "Just embroider a silk scarf for me later."

"Sorry, I'm not free."

Nan Song immediately lay down his body.

Luo Yin quit, "You can embroider a blanket for your ex-mother-in-law, but you can't embroider a silk scarf for your biological mother and say you don't have time? I raised you like this in vain, and you have no conscience at all."

"Oh, why don't you ask Mother Zhao to embroider for you? Her embroidery skills are much better than mine."

"That's different. I don't care, you have to embroider one for me!"

Luo Yin threatened her, "Otherwise I won't let Yu Jinwen chase you."

"Ah."
Chapter completed!