If Xu Moyun's life can be described as "the white moonlight of a paranoid boss who dies early", then Song Rin's can be described as "when paranoia meets even more paranoia".

As the saying goes, a mountain cannot tolerate two obsessions. If two obsessions fight, one of them will be injured.

Wang Xiaodiao was like a tireless mobile surveillance device, keeping an eye on Song Rin at all times. From first asking about his whereabouts to later checking his cell phone, Wang Xiaodiao finally suspected that he was in the bathroom if he stayed in the toilet for a while.

Chat online with other women.

Song Lin was really annoyed.

The key is, who the hell are you? Except for that one wrong night, our relationship is not on good terms.

He didn't admit it!

Ah.

What do you mean, if you have that kind of relationship, you are a boyfriend and girlfriend? The young lady under the street lamp can be said to have boyfriends scattered all over the world like dandelion seeds.

The true nature of a scumbag is clearly revealed.

He wanted to drive Wang Xiaodiao out, but since ancient times it has always been easier to invite gods than to send them away.

Xiao Wang finally moved in justifiably, and she planned to find an opportunity to seduce her sweetheart and have a sweet night with him again. It would be best if she could win the bid in one fell swoop and make those beauties outside completely give up.

Well, not all men are like this.

He said no, but it couldn't match the honesty of his body. As long as he did it a few more times, he would definitely not be so disgusted and resistant to me anymore.

This is called lasting love.

It is much more reliable than love at first sight which has no emotional basis.

She thought well and had plans for the future, but her control was too strict, wrapping Song Lin like a plastic bag, making it impossible for him to breathe.

I don't know how it broke out.

That night, he was in a very depressed mood. He drank some wine outside, and while walking on the road with his mind reeling, he was hit by someone for some reason.

The man seemed to recognize him.

I still have a grudge against him.

He immediately mocked, "Hey, isn't this our famous Mr. Lin? Where did he make a fortune recently? Oh my memory, I have forgotten that your small bar still has a big lock on it. Wow, it's really pathetic. If it's bad,

Remember to tell your brother if you have money, if there is not much, I can treat you to two taels of noodles and a bowl of porridge."

"I heard that you and your little childhood sweetheart finally got together. Mr. Lin, your vision has become too... too weird. As for the previous Miss Xu, everyone thinks it's pretty good. She's beautiful and has a good figure.

Okay, he is still a top student, he plays the piano very well, and he will be a proper pianist in the future. But this person now, hahaha, is actually quite good, very good. You two have a deep relationship. It doesn’t start with looks for common people like us.

ha."

"I wish you two a long life, get married in your old place, and have a child soon."

After saying that, he walked away with a smile.

While walking, he complained to his friends next to him: "Song Rin used to be a very particular person, but now he has gotten so messed up. What about Wang Xiaodiao? His face is painted like a coconut all day long. Look at it."

She's unlucky, she's still short, and with her big nostrils, she's like 2,580,000 yuan. Back then, the brothers were still joking in private about who could take her in. What a talent, she actually digested it internally!"

"Oh, you are so rare." His friend rolled his eyes at him, "But all green plums are prepared for bamboo horses, okay?"

"But other people's green plums are sweet and sour. Are his ones already pickled? Or are they the kind that failed to pickle?"

"Who knows, maybe other people like it."

"The turtles fell in love with the bastard. It's fate. Speaking of which, what kind of man should Miss Xu be in the future? She must be a male god at least."

"That goes without saying! If I were Song Rin, I would have to surrender the person. It's a pity that she can run away with the white moonlight in my hand. Isn't that stupid?"

…

The two of them didn't care about what was happening behind them at all, just talking to themselves. Song Lin was holding a bottle of wine, his eyes were red, his expression was cold, and his mouth was stretched into a line, like a lion that was trying its best to control but was about to fall into rage.

White Moonlight…

How could he not know.

Can--

It's all Wang Xiaodiao's fault, it's all her fault, she ruined everything, ruined his love!

hateful!

If he hadn't been plotted and he was still with Ayun, maybe next year, maybe the year after that, he would get married and have two children...

This feeling of regret, regret, resentment and anger reached its peak when I saw Wang Xiaodiao rushing over from the yard, complaining non-stop.

It's her fault!

It's all because of her!

He raised the wine bottle in his hand and smashed it down.

Don’t relieve your anger! Don’t relieve your anger! Don’t relieve your anger!

Wang Xiaodiao's eyes widened and he fell to the ground, his head dripping red.

She didn't know what happened until she died.

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Twenty years later.

When Song Rin came home after a day's work, a woman in an apron came over with a smile on her face and said, "You're back. I've prepared your favorite braised pork today. Wash your hands quickly and rest for a while. You'll be ready soon."

He shouted into the room again, "Mingxuan, go get your dad a glass of water!"

A few seconds later, a boy of sixteen or seventeen with a gloomy face came out, put the cup in front of Song Rin, and said to the woman, "He is not my dad."

He turned around and entered the house.

woman:……

The smile on his face froze instantly.

He quickly looked at Song Rin and said, "Don't be angry. The child is still young. I will talk about him later."

Song Rin was really thirsty. He drank all the water in one gulp and stared at the woman with sharp eyes. The woman's scalp was numb and her fingers were trembling from the sight of him. "Look...look at what I do. There's something else in my pot."

Let’s go to the kitchen first.”

About to leave.

"Have you given money to your mother's family again?" Although he was asking, his tone was very sure.

Woman: "I...I..."

"Are you really sick? You don't know what's going on in our family? Your parents and brothers are very capable, so why should I ask you if there's anything wrong? Why do you want to give it to me? You go out to work yourself!"

"Where's your brain?" he yelled, "You gave them all the money. Our family can eat and drink. Does your son still want to go to school?"

"Tell me, how much did you give me this time?"

The woman lowered her head to shrink herself into a quail. Under the light, her profile looked a bit strange and familiar. Song Lin was stunned for a moment. He couldn't remember whose face it looked like. He felt sour when looking at it.

.

But, the sourness only lasts for a second.

"explain!"

The woman was so yelled that she trembled and whispered a number.

Song Lin's eyes were about to burst.

"You really want to die!"

The woman was not stupid, she rushed into the room like a rabbit and slammed the door.

no way.

If you don't run away, you'll be beaten.

She knew she shouldn't give money to her parents' family, but her parents begged her pitifully, saying that if they didn't have money, the family wouldn't be able to open the pot. She burst into tears, and her brother was silent and completely emotive next to her, which made her heartbroken.

Thinking that Song Rin's salary would be paid soon, she hesitated for three seconds and then agreed.

Gained the eyes of a grateful and dependent family.

Song Lin banged on the door for a while, kicked it in anger, then walked to the kitchen to bring out the dishes, poured another glass of beer and drank it. A music program was playing on the TV, and the camera turned to reveal the man sitting in front of the white piano.

She has an elegant and intellectual figure, fair skin, and beautiful appearance.

Deja vu.
Chapter completed!