I Was Reborn After the College Entrance Examination

Lin Xin didn't know where to take out a lighter made of titanium alloy, and ignited sparks very skillfully. Her slender fingers looked spotless and slender.

There are only two dim chandeliers in the living room, so Zhou Yuwen can only see her slender fingers under the firelight. Her nails are not painted with any nail polish, and they appear crystal clear under the firelight.

Zhou Yuwen stretched her head to light the cigarette and took a deep sip. The lady's cigarette was boring when she smoked it. There were burst beads in it, which seemed to taste like chocolate.

Lin Xin had just finished taking a shower and was wearing a silk pajamas, a very silky one, a V-neck, and a purple underwear inside, with a hollow pattern on the side of her neck.

After lighting a cigarette for Zhou Yuwen, she elegantly took out another cigarette from the cigarette case, held it in her mouth, and skillfully lit the cigarette again.

Every move is full of elegance, I smoked a cigarette, and then spit out soot naturally.

The whole movement was smooth and flowing. Zhou Yuwen watched Lin Xin's every move carefully. To be honest, Zhou Yuwen really found that his mother's profile was very similar to Lin Xin's, but her mother was already with white temples and was about to retire. Middle-aged women.

But the woman in front of her is as elegant as ever.

Zhou Yuwen thought, if his mother did not meet Song Cheng, it would not be like now, at least there would be a happy family with a husband who loved her, right?

Every time he thinks of this, Zhou Yuwen falls into deep thought. He wonders if so many women are doing the right thing, and in ten years later, these women will be like Zhou Yuwen's mother with children alone.

And Zhou Yuwen's children will not hate themselves as much as they hate Song Cheng.

"Did you sleep slightly?" Lin Xin asked, leaning against the window, smoking a cigarette gracefully.

Zhou Yuwen hummed.

"Why look at me like that? Is it strange that I smoke?" Lin Xin asked when Zhou Yuwen had been staring at her, smiling gently.

Zhou Yuwen shook his head, thought for a moment and said, "I'm watching, you are a bit like my mother."

Lin Xin was taken aback, and then she suddenly understood everything. She looked at Zhou Yuwen again and saw Zhou Yuwen with sword eyebrows and eagle eyes. There was a frenzy between her eyebrows, exactly the same as Song Cheng when she was young.

"That's it, it turns out you belong to Song Cheng,"

"I'm not his son," Zhou Yuwen interrupted Lin Xin indifferently.

Lin Xin smiled bitterly, and asked tentatively: "Did you hear what he said to me just now?"

Zhou Yuwen nodded.

Lin Xin didn't know what to say for a while, she thought for a long time, took another cigarette, and said, "I heard Song Cheng talk about you and your mother."

Zhou Yuwen did not speak.

Lin Xin continued: "Song Cheng said that he has feelings for your mother."

Zhou Yuwen said: "His feelings for my mother come from you,"

"I did not destroy your family."

"But it's because of you that Song Cheng will return to the capital, right?" Zhou Yuwen is not a fool. Now everything is right. His mother once said that Song Cheng is the temper of the son of the son. Because he couldn't stand the suffering in Jinling, he returned. Capital.

Now Zhou Yuwen understands that it is Lin Xin who may really let Song Cheng make the decision. At that time, when Lin Xin's husband passed away, Song Cheng felt that he had the opportunity to take advantage of it, and then decisively abandon Zhou Yuwen's mother and son.

There was a sense of aggression in Zhou Yuwen's eyes looking at Lin Xin. Lin Xin felt that it was hostility. Faced with the hostility exuded by Zhou Yuwen, Lin Xin could only smile bitterly, then thought for a long time, and said: "sorry."

When Zhou Yuwen saw Lin Xin say this, she stopped going to see Lin Xin, but continued to smoke there. The lady's cigarette was so long and thin that she couldn't bear to smoke. After a few puffs, it disappeared.

Zhou Yuwen took another one.

One by one like this, after the third one, Lin Xin said, "You can't smoke like this."

Zhou Yuwen asked: "What? Are you reluctant?"

Lin Xin smiled gently, took the cigarette and shook her head and said, "It's not good for you."

Zhou Yuwen said: "I still want to draw two more."

"You can only smoke one." Lin Xin said, and handed Zhou Yuwen a cigarette. She said, "I know, Song Cheng hurt you a lot."

Zhou Yuwen didn't speak, and took the lighter to light a cigarette.

The two stood by the French windows.

The beautiful moon shines through the window in the living room...

Half of Lin Xin's face was photographed pale. She leaned against the window like this, holding a cigarette in her hand, one leg upright and one bent.

She just coaxed Lin Jiuge to sleep, took a bath, and then she was in the living room for a while and found it was a bit cold, so she put on a pair of gray stockings.

So now I still wear a pair of gray pantyhose under the nightgown.

The nightgown stretched to the calf, so her legs were not exposed, but when Lin Xin lifted one leg, she could see the jade leg wrapped in gray stockings in the moonlight.

She didn't know if she was talking to herself or telling Zhou Yuwen, she started to talk to Zhou Yuwen about how she met Song Cheng.

How did Song Cheng return to the capital.

Lin Xin said that she knew a long time ago that Song Cheng liked herself, but because the time passed for so long, she thought it had already passed, and no one thought it would have passed yet, and that.

From this perspective, Lin Xin really feels a little sorry for Zhou Yuwen's mother and son.

Zhou Yuwen is not unreasonable either. He said: "It's not to blame you, he is too disgusting."

Lin Xin felt funny when she heard this. Looking at Zhou Yuwen's determined face, she thought for a long time, and finally said: "In fact, Song Cheng has your son in his heart. He told me about you."

"Maybe it's just to arouse your sympathy. What a man says to a woman is just to coax her into bed." Zhou Yuwen said coldly.

Lin Xin was a little surprised, and then she smiled and asked, "Then what about you and Weiwei? Are you also trying to coax her into bed?"

Zhou Yuwen didn't answer, smoking a cigarette silently.

Lin Xin didn't reply when Zhou Yuwen saw Zhou Yuwen, and she didn't understand for a while. Could it be true?

Obviously, Zhou Yuwen and Lin Xin were not speculative, and they couldn’t talk anymore. Lin Xin wanted to find a topic and was silent for a long time. She said, "Actually, your father,"

"Song Cheng." Zhou Yuwen said.

Lin Xin had to change her words: "In fact, Song Cheng is not a bad person."

"Then why are you rejecting him?" Zhou Yuwen asked.

"I,"

"Or, are you only temporarily rejecting and retreating? Forcing Song Cheng to divorce again and marry you?" Zhou Yuwen asked with a torch gaze. .

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