Song Yuan recalled Ji Junpei's expression. Other than the time when Rong Ting called her mother, he was very calm.
This was not surprising. None of her friends would believe that she had a five or six-year-old child. Her parents were very strong, which led to her image of an obedient girl in the eyes of others during her school days. Not to mention Ji Junpei, even her Tie Ci Xie Ya would not believe that Rong Ting was her biological son.
But whether he believed it or not, it had nothing to do with her.
She would be going to the capital in a few days. With his strong personality, he would not appear in front of her again after she had rejected him a few times.
After Song Yuan and Rong Ting returned home, she saw that the child was deep in thought. She could not help but ask: "Don't you have anything to ask me?"
This child hated all the males that appeared by her side. Sometimes, he would even throw a tantrum. This time, he was actually so calm. It was not like him.
Rong Ting looked at her in confusion. "What does Mother think this Prince should ask?"
Song Yuan smiled. "Nothing, I'm just curious. Have you forgotten? There was once when I met a classmate of mine on the street. I chatted with him for a while, but you were displeased. When you returned home, you even threw a tantrum. You even said that I was flirting with other men behind your Imperial Father's back."
At that time, she had even quarreled with Gugu.
Not for any other reason, but she felt that Gugu was really rude. If he was not her child, she had no right to discipline him. But he was her son. In the modern era, he had to respect his elders.
Gugu also felt very wronged. They even had a cold war for nearly an hour. Of course, Gugu used his strength to prove that a man could submit and stand tall. He took the initiative to come to her room to find her and took the initiative to reconcile.
When Rong Ting heard her mention the past, he was a little embarrassed. But he still straightened his back and coughed lightly. "Mother, times have changed."
"What's wrong?" Song Yuan asked him with great interest.
"This Prince is not stupid. Imperial Mother has many admirers here." Rong Ting glanced at her and whispered, "But Imperial Mother only has Imperial Father in her heart."
This was a huge misunderstanding.
Song Yuan shook his head and explained seriously, "I didn't accept anyone. Firstly, it's because I haven't met anyone I like. Secondly, it's not the right time yet."
She did not want to tell Rong Ting that it was because of him. It would put a lot of pressure on the child.
Rong Ting knew that it was not appropriate to talk about Imperial Father with Imperial Mother. Imperial Mother did not remember anything, and Imperial Father was not here, so it was useless to say more.
He took the initiative to change the topic and asked, "Mother, who was that person just now?"
"He's my senior in university." Song Yuan briefly introduced Ji Junpei. "He's really amazing. He was the top scorer in science in our province back then."
"Top scholar?" Rong Ting was deep in thought. "That's quite impressive."
"This top scholar should be different from the top scholars in your ancient times." Song Yuan had also been taught how difficult the ancient imperial examinations were. She rubbed her chin and said, "The top scholar in your ancient times was the top scholar in the country, and this senior was the top scholar in the province. There should be a difference between the provinces and the country."
"Oh." Rong Ting glanced at Song Yuan again and took the opportunity to praise his Imperial Father. "That means that he's not as impressive as Imperial Father. Even the top scholars in our country are not as impressive as Imperial Father."
After saying this, he knew that he had touched a minefield. He immediately slipped away and ran to the washroom.
Song Yuan: "…"
This brat.
***
Soon, it was the day of the gathering. Rong Ting invited three of his friends. Early in the morning, the mothers of the three friends brought them over.
These mothers were very polite. They all brought milk and fruits over, as if they were really guests.
Song Yuan was a little embarrassed. For the first time in more than 20 years, she said that famous sentence, "It's fine if you're coming. Why did you have to buy anything?"
"I bought it for your family's Rong Ting to eat."
"That's right, that's right. I bought it for Rong Ting to eat."
Song Yuan's original plan was to have dinner with these mothers, but they were all busy. One of the mothers brushed her hair and said, "It's not easy to get the children out of here. I've made an appointment with my teacher, Tony, to dye my hair and do it."
"Alright, then come over for dinner in the afternoon." Song Yuan invited them warmly. "I bought a lot of ingredients. Auntie is also good at cooking. Let the children play together in the afternoon. How about you come over for dinner after you're done?"
The mothers did not have any objections. They were getting along very well now.
Song Yuan had also brought Rong Ting to these families for free meals.
After the mothers left, Song Yuan looked at the lively and cheerful little boys in the house and then looked at Rong Ting, who was standing in the center position, with a rare relaxed expression. She immediately felt relieved and said to the children, "There's Lego at home. I've also bought a set of TV sets. You can watch all the movies, including the sci-fi movies you like. Also, I bought Monopoly. You can play too."
The children all cheered. They were obviously very satisfied with this arrangement.
"You can eat all the fruits on the coffee table. Gugu. There are potato chips, seaweed, and Yakult in the snack cabinet. You know where they are." Song Yuan wiped her hands and said, "Auntie will fry French fries today. I'll call you when I'm done. I'm going out to get the cake now. Do you want to eat pizza? If you want, I'll buy it on the way."
"Yes, yes, yes!"
"Auntie, I want to eat! I want to eat pizza! "
"I also want to drink cola!"
The little boys were very noisy, but the atmosphere in the house was very good. Song Yuan smiled and nodded. "Okay, okay, okay. I'll buy a big pizza later. There's cola in the snack cabinet too, but you guys should drink less. It's not good for your teeth. Then, I'll go out first. Gugu, take care of your little friends. Call me if there's anything. "
"Okay." Rong Ting sent Song Yuan to the door and said, "Mom, be careful when you cross the road. Don't lower your head to play with your phone."
When there were outsiders around, he would always call her mom.
After Song Yuan left, the little boys sat on the carpet and began to play Monopoly.
As they played, one of the little boys whispered, "Rong Ting, your mom is so good. My mom doesn't buy me Lego or let me eat snacks. She just likes me to read. I don't have any entertainment."
This sentence opened everyone's mouth.
"My mom is the same! She treats me like an old cow. Do you know what an old cow is? Anyway, it's a very miserable kind. "
"My mom can't wait for me to not have any entertainment. I'm not allowed to watch TV or play with my phone. She plays with her phone every day!"
"My mom is the same. She scolded me when I didn't take the little red flower last time. She even said that she and my dad graduated from a famous university. Why can't I even add and subtract? Then I'm still so young. Adults are really demons. It's too scary! "
The children gathered together and complained about their parents.
Rong Ting was focused on studying the Monopoly game. When he heard this, he said, "Be content. It's good enough that you have a mom. "
All the children complained about the study pressure in front of him, but he didn't sympathize with them at all. No!
***
Song Yuan ordered an eight-inch cake from the bakery.
She didn't know what was wrong with her. When she invited people to her house for a meal, she always wanted to buy a cake. She felt that it would make the atmosphere better.
When she arrived at the bakery, she happened to see Yung Heng buying toast inside. The two of them could be considered friends. Now that they met, they naturally had to greet each other and chat. However, Song Yuan still listened to her father's conversation.
Adults were different from children. Being friends depended on whether their values were compatible and whether they were of the same social class.
Obviously, she wasn't of the same social class as him.
Song Yuan carried the cake, and Yung Heng carried the bag in his hand. The two of them walked out of the bakery together. At present, it seemed that they were going in the same direction, so they left together.
"After I went back that day, I was also thinking about it repeatedly. I was afraid that I would lose my memory and not even remember that I had offended you before." When Yung Heng smiled, he was a very modest gentleman. Song Yuan used to think that he was very easy to get along with. Now that she knew his identity and background, she had a good impression of him. It was rare for such a person to be so gentle and considerate despite being in such a position. It could be seen that the atmosphere at home was very good, and his upbringing was also very good.
When Song Yuan heard this, she smiled and said, "How could that be? Don't think too much."
Yung Heng smiled and nodded. "It's probably because I lost my memory and don't have any impression of my good friends in the past. That's why I especially cherish the friends I know now. Miss Song, I'll be returning to Beijing in two days. The elders at home are already urging me. There's something I need to confess to you. Otherwise, my conscience will always feel uneasy. "
He stopped in his tracks.
Song Yuan also stopped. The two of them stood on the side of the street. His eyes were smiling as he looked at her. She couldn't help but hold her breath.
She didn't know why, but she was actually a little nervous. What made her even more curious was, what was the matter that he wanted to confess? After listening to her father's explanation, she also began to have doubts. Why did he take the bus? Why did she always bump into him?
She didn't know what his motive was, and she couldn't guess it. If it was because of the love between a man and a woman, then he was too patient. After escaping death, he still had the leisure to pursue a girl in this way. She always felt that he wasn't that kind of person.
"Actually, my family didn't know that I lost my memory. I didn't want them to worry, so I became less talkative. They misunderstood that my vocal cords were damaged and that I couldn't speak. I came to Beijing to secretly see a doctor. When I met you that day, I suddenly felt that you were very familiar, as if I've seen you before. "Yung Heng laughed self-deprecatingly." It sounds a little old-fashioned to say this, but I'm telling the truth. I was thinking that perhaps interacting with you would remind me of the memories I lost. That's why I got close to you and became friends with you. "
Song Yuan was stunned. She didn't know how to react.
"I'm sorry." Yung Heng apologized to her very solemnly. "In the beginning, my motive for getting close to you wasn't pure. But after interacting with you, I feel that you're really a good person, Miss Song. It's very relaxing to chat with you. Now, I really treat you as a friend. If there's anything you need my help with when you arrive in Beijing, you can call me. I'm really sorry. "
Probably because he was too sincere, Song Yuan didn't get angry when she heard him say that.
She could empathize with the loss of her memory. Although she had already accepted that Rong Ting was her son and that she had traveled to ancient times, the consecutive dreams she had couldn't fill that void. She didn't dare to think too deeply about this matter. Once she thought too deeply about it, it would undoubtedly be torturing herself. The feeling of trying her best to remember, but her mind was blank was really too uncomfortable.
Song Yuan smiled at him. A pair of dimples appeared on her cheeks. She said softly, "It's okay."
Yung Heng was stunned. He hurriedly lowered his head to hide his true emotions.
The two of them continued to walk forward, but didn't say anything else.
When they were about to reach the entrance of the neighborhood, it was time for them to say goodbye. Song Yuan waved at Yung Heng. "Bye-bye, Mr. Xie."
Yung Heng stopped and looked at her deeply. He suddenly asked, "Miss Song, have we really never met before?"
Song Yuan also thought about it very seriously. She shook her head. "I don't think so."
She was still very confident in her memory. Other than the part about ancient times, she remembered all her elementary school classmates.
She had indeed never met Mr. Xie from the Xie family in Beijing.
One had to know that their social circles didn't overlap, so it was basically very difficult for them to cross paths. If she had met someone like him before, she would definitely have an impression of him.
Yung Heng was obviously very disappointed, but he pulled himself together and said goodbye to her before turning to leave.
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