The reborn wife is about to turn over

Chapter 85 Little Baozi Yi Ning (2)
She laughed secretly that she had started to be superstitious, and took Yi Ning's little hand and asked with a smile: "Little guy, what's your name?"

Yi Ning swallowed the last bite of egg tart, blinked her big brown eyes: "Yi Ning."

A certain woman's heart trembled inexplicably, she ignored it, and asked again: "Which two words?" Subconsciously, Su Singer was eager to know his name, but he simply forgot that this question would be difficult for a four-year-old child. Not too esoteric.When many children are four years old, they should not be able to write their own names, let alone explain the meaning of their names.

But Yi Ning didn't even pause, and answered her directly: "Yi Nanchen's Yi, Ning wrong wrong Ning."

Yi Nanchen's Yi, Ning Cuo Cuo Ning.

She has heard the name of Yi Nanchen several times in the past two months, a man of influence in Southern Metropolis, but every time she hears this name, she always has an indescribable panic and a feeling of wanting to escape.

But Ning Cuocuo, this name is unfamiliar to her, and she has never heard of it.

But her mind was suddenly clouded, it was a vast expanse of whiteness, her heart was beating like a drum, a kind of dull pain swept over without warning, her head hurt, sharp pain.

"Auntie, what's wrong with you? It hurts so much when you grab me."

Su Xinge, who was caught in tense thoughts, unconsciously increased his strength in his hand, Xiao Yining frowned and tried to break free from his arm.

Su Singer quickly let go of the small red arm in his hand, freed a hand to cover the throbbing temple, gently rubbed the red mark, and forced a smile: "Does it hurt? I'm sorry, Auntie didn't do it on purpose, who are Yi Nanchen and Ning Cuo Cuo?"

"Yi Nanchen is my father, and Ning Cuo Cuo is my mommy, so my name is Yi Ning, but I have never met Mommy, and Daddy said that Mommy passed away after giving birth to me, so he wants me to remember her. "

Su Singer didn't understand why his body reacted so much when he heard those two names?I vaguely feel that there should be some kind of connection with myself, from the child in the dream, to those brown eyes, and to that strong complex feeling, in short, it all became a mystery.

haunted her fans.

She gently hugged Yining, she really liked this delicate little person from the bottom of her heart, like a feeling of blood dissolving in water, could it be that the dream refers to this child?

That's not right, she has checked her body, and there is indeed no sign of pregnancy and childbirth, and the child is at least four or five years old. It has only been a few months since she got into a car accident, so how could it be related to this child?
The more Su Singer thought about it, the more he had a headache, but he couldn't help thinking about it.

Suffering from a severe headache, Su Singer and Xiao Yining left in a daze without even saying goodbye.

Xiao Yining's heart was a little hurt, he just had a crush on this aunt, and left without even asking her name.

These days, there are not many aunts who suit his taste and make him like it.

And that egg tart that looked like a mouse was really delicious, he looked at the aunt's back reluctantly, if only Daddy could bring her home to be his mother.

As for the women around Daddy, he didn't even bother to call him auntie, they all drooled when they saw his Daddy like Zhang Xiao saw a cake, he didn't like it.

When Yang Min got away from the group of children, she realized that her friend was no longer there. She went to ask Yi Ning, but Yi Ning kept silent with her mouth pursed. I didn't even bring my bag.

Su Singer walked in a daze until he couldn't even crawl before he stopped and looked around. Where is this?

A solitary road, with no houses around, not even a car, and an empty wasteland next to it, the area is very large, and there is something like an iron frame on the wasteland, which looks like an army or What school's training ground.

How did you come to the effective area?
Su Xinge was secretly annoyed, looked down, and found that he didn't even take the bag, and was still in Yang Min's office, it's over, should he go back?
Now her headache was gone, but she was still blank and clueless.

I looked at the side of the road and sat down on a stone that looked clean. I didn’t feel it just now, but now I realized that my feet were so sore that I wanted to cramp. I took off my shoes and checked them. There was a line around my feet, one, two, three. Four, four blisters.

After resting for a while, there were really no passers-by, let alone taxis. Occasionally, she saw a few vehicles passing by. She had no choice but to stand on the side of the road and wave to the passing cars. Take her for a ride.

An hour later, Su Singer had completely lost her image. She was holding high heels in both hands, her face was covered with dust, and her white skirt had also been stained gray.

The most important thing is that she is very tired now, so tired that she really wants to fall directly to the ground.In this empty mine where no birds lay eggs or even a tree, I can't find a place to hide in the shade.

When she was about to despair, two cars came out from the gate of the training ground that she saw just now. The front one was a military green jeep, and the back was a large truck.

Su Singer was excited for a while, feeling as if old friends reunited and hated seeing each other for too long. This is a rescue. From what she has always known, although a small number of soldiers are bastards, most soldiers are still good. With a sense of justice, of course, she herself knows that this is a very contradictory perception.

But she subconsciously thinks so, and has a strong sense of repulsion towards certain people who wear military uniforms.

Looking at the gradually darkening sky above her head, Su Singer gritted her teeth and put her shoes back on her feet. Thinking of the women she had seen on TV who fell into the same situation as she is today, she walked to the middle of the road as if she had made up her mind to get out .

When it is difficult to protect oneself, all morals are bullshit.

It doesn't matter whether he is a soldier or a thief, as long as he can take her back to the city, he is a good person.

Suzinger quickly wiped his face, straightened his messy long hair, then bent down to raise the knee-length skirt slightly, and then put on a pose where my feet hurt, and waved enthusiastically to the approaching jeep.

(End of this chapter)