Face blindness, he refuses to raise fish! [Transmigration Book]

Although Nan Yangxing knew in advance that his current identity was not from the Nan family, he was still shocked when he learned that Song Qingshu was not a random child.

After meeting Song Qingshu for the first time, he also took the time to learn about the identity and background of the No. Home, nothing more.

It is quite reasonable to say that, after all, the identity of 'Nan Yang Xing' does not flow with the blood of the Nan family, so it is only natural for another child of the family to join the group management.

Nan Yangxing was still analyzing here, and Song Qingshu calmed down after being slapped across the street, like a machine whose stop button was pressed, his lips quivered for a long time without saying a word of defense.

Nothing wrong with him, just stating the truth.

Mrs. Nan seemed to be seeing this child for the first time. Apart from the anger in her eyes, there was more in disbelief: "I didn't expect that you would have such an idea, Song Qingshu, don't you think you are too much?" Greedy?!"

Song Qingshu was accused again, and knew that his image was irreparable, so he simply vomited all the grievances of these years: "Greedy??"

"Then what have I gained? I have been humiliated by Nanyangxing. He is obviously an outsider, why should I be kicked out just because of his words? Just because he likes me, I will become an outsider of the Nan family." , why can't you tell him the truth? Do you know what those people in the company think of me?"

"Is Nan Yangxing very innocent? He kicked me out back then? It wasn't because he didn't want to share, but because he found out that he was not a child of the Nan family at all, and he was afraid that I would replace him!"

Being questioned repeatedly like this, Mrs. Nan frowned, her eyes still had a heart for Nan Yangxing? Painful: "What did you get? If it wasn't for the stars, do you think you can enter this family and get a position in the group?

"Song Qingshu, your father was a gambler, and your mother betrayed the Nan family and sold confidential documents and went to prison in order to pay off the debt. The day you were sent, Xing Xing saw you pitifully and left you behind."

"Don't think I don't know, I just didn't mention the little tricks you did behind the group."

"And I forbid you to say that Xing Xing is an outsider, Xing Xing is my child!"

Song Qingshu couldn't listen at all? "Your child? Don't deceive yourself. You really regard Nanyang Xing as your child. Why do you still go today? To pay homage to that dead child?"

Song Qingshu guided Yang Xing: "Give him such a name."

Song Qingshu saw that Mrs. Nan couldn't refute, and continued to spit out vicious words from her mouth: "Admit it, it's all your fault, it's all because of your negligence that caused that child to die in the winter when there was no one to take care of him."

The dead child was Mrs. Nan's weakness. Mrs. Nan couldn't help but take half a step back, her face also turned pale.

Nan Yangxing didn't know the specifics, but she couldn't see it? Mrs. Nan was attacked like this, "What qualifications do you have to accuse me like this? Go? Worshiping doesn't mean that my mother doesn't regard me as her own child, it can only be said that she still remembers me That kid back then, that's all."

"Song Qingshu, don't think everyone is as cruel as you!"

The more Song Qingshu looked at this scene, the more ironic he felt: "Don't be in front of me? What kind of mother-child love is being shown."

Song Qingshu looked at Mrs. Nan's ugly face, hesitated to speak, and regretted what he said just now, but it was irreversible, so he simply shut his mouth and left with the door open.

After Song Qingshu left, only Nan Yangxing and Mrs. Nan were left. After the incident just now, the air between them was a little stagnant.

It was Nan Yangxing who spoke first: "Mom, let's go downstairs first?"

The tea Mrs. Nan often brews is meditation tea, which can also soothe tense nerves.

The two of them went downstairs?——

Mrs. Nan was still sad for Song Qingshu's words just now, she was very fragile, but she still wanted to apologize to Nan Yangxing: "I'm sorry, Xingxing."

Nan Yangxing didn't think Mrs. Nan had anything to apologize for, so she poured a cup of tea for Mrs. Nan first, "Mom has nothing to apologize to me."

"I haven't told you that you are not my own child. I didn't care about your feelings when you were young. But I really treat you as my own child. For you I’m also sorry for changing the name to that child’s.”

Nan Yangxing shook his head, but there was still something he couldn't understand, "Why did you choose me?"

Mrs. Nan didn't answer directly, but stared at the cup of tea that Nan Yangxing put in front of her, and talked about the child who died:

"I'm really looking forward to the arrival of that child, I've been looking forward to his birth, and I want to make him the happiest child in the world. But because of the troubles caused by Song Qingshu's mother, I put all my energy on work , I found a confinement wife to take care of the child... But she didn't notice that something was wrong with the baby, and the child had a fever and died."

"It's so fragile...so little body."

Mrs. Nan's words were choked with sobs: "Then I had some psychological problems. Your father also blamed himself and tried every means to get me out, and then found you. You are really similar to that child. , When I saw you, I would think at the first sight? That child should grow up a bit, and this should be like this."

"So you were taken to Nan's house and your name was changed."

"Sorry for treating you as a substitute..."

Nan Yangxing was not the original owner of this body, so he didn't know the original owner's thoughts, but this incident was "fortunate for the original owner. It was very lucky to be brought to Nan's house and to be taken care of by his mother."

Mrs. Nan burst into tears? She covered her face with her hands, "Stars, mother's stars."

Nan Yangxing knew that Mrs. Nan needed to vent out the sadness that had been suppressed for so many years, so she didn't make a sound, but sat quietly by the side to accompany her, and waited until Mrs. Nan was tired from crying and returned to her room to rest. Door--

"I've grown up now, so I don't need to take care of me wholeheartedly. Mom shouldn't just give up what she really cares about and return to the company. I believe my father will be very happy too."

This is Nan Yangxing's thinking. That child is indeed very poor, but it should not be the whole of Mrs. Nan's life, let alone a chain that binds Mrs. Nan.

Mrs. Nan's eyes were still red, but she still smiled: "We Xingxing are really sensible."

After receiving the compliment, Nan Yangxing went back to the living room and sat down. He always felt that he had forgotten something important. He also drank a cup of meditation tea and suddenly looked up at the second floor. There was also a sick Wen Simiao and others. He takes care of it.

Thinking about it, Nan Yangxing quickly appeared at the door of Wen Simiao's room, and knocked lightly on the door twice, "Wen Simiao, are you asleep?" He walked in without receiving a response.

"What are you doing?"

Seeing Wen Simiao sitting in front of the computer, Nan Yangxing was shocked and said, "I thought you were already asleep, did you not rest at all? By the way, when did this computer appear..."

Wen Simiao didn't turn off the computer interface, took off the earphones and listened carefully to Nan Yangxing's words. After listening, her eyelashes trembled slightly to cover her eyes, "I don't feel uncomfortable anymore."

Nan Yangxing's attention shifted from the suddenly appearing computer to Wen Simiao's still flushed face, "It's better to lie on the bed? Okay? Rest."

Wen Simiao did not refuse, but lay back on the bed obediently, without leaving Nanyangxing.

Nan Yangxing felt that Wen Simiao looked like an obedient child, so he suddenly got excited and suggested, "I'll tell you a story to lull you to sleep, okay? Isn't it good?"

Wen Simiao nodded invisibly.

"What do you want to hear? I'll tell you the story of Cinderella. I've heard it a lot. I'm familiar with it."

After Nan Yangxing finished speaking, he started talking enthusiastically. To be honest, there are few people who have never heard of this story. However, Wen Simiao listened so seriously that Nan Yangxing, who was originally joking, couldn't help but become serious. Finished speaking in one go, "How is it?"

"It's a beautiful story."

Wen Simiao closed her eyes halfway, speaking in a very soft voice, like white catkins blown by the wind, "Is she identified? Selected."

Nan Yangxing: "..." People with patterns are different. You can get insights from listening to a fairy tale.

Nan Yangxing stood up and turned off the light, and then turned on the night light beside the bed so that Wen Simiao could fall asleep: "Can I ask you a question, is this the first time you've heard this story?"

After a long silence, Wen Simiao closed her eyes.

It wasn't until Nan Yangxing thought she wouldn't hear the answer, worried that she disturbed Wen Simiao to rest and was about to leave, and when she walked to the door, Wen Simiao finally said: "Yes, it's the first time that no one has told me a story."

Nan Yangxing smiled: "Then I am so lucky to be the first person to tell you a story."

"Good night."

After Nan Yangxing finished speaking, he opened the door and walked out, then gently closed the door tightly.

——On the second day, Nan Yangxing looked at the class schedule after waking up. He was the only one who had classes. In the past, he would ask Wen Simiao to accompany him, but this time, considering that Wen Simiao was ill and needed adequate rest, he did not Going to call someone.

Nan Yangxing yawned and walked downstairs, but saw Wen Simiao sitting there, looking as if he had been waiting for a while.

"Not much? Take a break?"

Wen Simiao shook her head, "It's ready."

Seeing Nan Yangxing coming down the stairs, the aunt hurriedly brought out the prepared breakfast. When she delivered porridge to Wen Simiao yesterday, she at least heard the quarrel last night. Prepared for you, madam really loves young master."

Nan Yangxing nodded his thanks, and asked by the way when he received the hand: "Mom is going out?"

The aunt first sighed: "Yes, I went to the company, and said there are many things that need to be dealt with."

"I really didn't expect it? I thought that Young Master Song was such an ungrateful person. If it weren't for his mother, could Madam's child be gone? Madam has raised him to such an age, why don't you say that he is as good as the young master? But it’s also merciful.”

The auntie, who was critically critical, stopped talking: "I'm sorry, young master, I said too much."

Nan Yangxing knew that his aunt was afraid that he would pay too much attention to the dead child, so he said "It's okay", and then concentrated on eating.

—Two people go to class?

Now the students won't feel strange when they see the two together, and their views on Nan Yang Xing have also changed qualitatively. This is thanks to the young counselor teacher. Mention "Don't get to know someone through? rumors" will take Nanyang Xing as an example.

After all, Nan Yangxing and Wen Simiao's looks are not bad, and some classmates will take the initiative to come forward to say hello, "Did Xingxing get up late again today? Teachers have already gone to the corridor."

Another classmate also spoke up, "The final exam is coming soon. The teacher said that this class focuses on the key points, and the stars are good? Good? Listen."

Nan Yangxing didn't recognize anyone, so he smiled embarrassedly, "Then I must be doing well? Listen." He hurriedly found an empty seat to sit with Wen Simiao.

The old professor stepped on the class bell and entered the classroom.

It was only when Nan Yangxing was reminded that he realized that he was about to take the final exam. If it was not good? Well? Listen, it would definitely be the same as the original owner, and maybe he would be called by the counselor to talk to the office again.

With this in mind, Nan Yangxing took out the textbooks, pens and paper, and was more serious than ever before.

As a result, Wen Simiao, who used to be serious in the past, kept staring at him this time, and had no intention of listening to the class at all.

Nan Yangxing bit the bullet and ignored it for a long time, and finally asked the old professor while he was reading the PPT: "Wen Simiao, what's wrong with you, and you feel uncomfortable?" Or did you burn out your head yesterday?The last sentence, of course, was not uttered.

Wen Simiao hesitated, seemed to be struggling in her heart, and finally pursed her lips before speaking: "Stars?"

Nan Yangxing replied blankly: "Well, what's wrong?"

Wen Simiao turned her head, resumed her previous focused appearance, and said, "It's okay, the teacher has focused."

Nan Yangxing immediately diverted his attention, lest he missed any one.

Then during class, Nan Yangxing noticed something was wrong, which was manifested in the frequency with which Wen Simiao called him.

"Star."

This is the fifth time in two to 10 minutes.

Nan Yangxing had no choice but to get used to it and even smiled: "Well, what's wrong?"

Wen Simiao looked at Nan Yangxing's bright red lips, "I can help you with the final exam."

Nan Yangxing was shocked. He didn't expect to hear such words from Wen Simiao's mouth, so he quickly lowered his voice and went to Wen Simiao's side: "This is not too good? Is it? And this one seems to be arranged according to the student number. , we are quite far away..."

"No, I can teach you." Wen Simiao put it another way.

Nan Yangxing didn't say whether he was disappointed or something else. Although he didn't plan to cheat at the beginning...it's complicated anyway, so he thanked dryly: "Well, I'm sorry to trouble you."

--subtle.

Finally, the phone in Nan Yangxing's pocket broke the silence.

Nan Yangxing took his mobile phone out of his pocket and found that it was Mr. Nan who ran the company, that is, his current father. Come? What's the matter?"

Mr. Nan heard that Nan Yangxing was worried? He asked the teacher for his crime, and he was a little speechless, but could he beat his own son? "You come to the company, I have something to inform."

Nan Yangxing quickly agreed, "Yeah, I'll go there right now."