Reborn Wife 32

Chapter 2 She's a Weird Girl (1)
"I, no, it's okay," Nan Shiyang said jerkyly. For the first time, Nan Shiyang was so nervous that his speech was tied up.

The girl narrowed her eyes and looked at Nan Shiyang carefully.

Nan Shiyang has short, neatly cut hair, with a little baby fat, and his facial features are still so delicate. Compared with the mature and serious man in his thirties, he is more sunny and childish.

So tender!

Stretching out her hand to pinch his cheek, the girl felt infinitely emotional, "You brat was so tender when you were young, no wonder the old man likes you so much,"

Suddenly, he let out a crisp laugh, and couldn't help laughing...

A question made him full of vigilance, he tightened his coat, covered his red face from being pinched by her, and stepped back a long distance, "Who are you?! How do you know my grandpa?!"

"Me?" Suppressing her laugh, she withdrew her gaze from his face, looked down at herself, and was at a loss for words, not knowing how to introduce herself.

She, Wen Tingxin, is Nan Shiyang's future wife and also Nan Shiyang's lifelong nemesis.

The 32-year-old Wen Tingxin also got revenge and died in a sea of ​​flames within a few days after Ke killed Nan Shiyang.I thought my ridiculous life was over like this, but I didn't expect to be reborn.

From the age of 32 to the present, it took 14 years.Why was she reborn, why did she return to this age, Wen Ting was at a loss.

All she knew was that she fainted in the fire and woke up by the pool, and at 32 she was back...

Life, reversed...

The wounds all over her body and the tattered clothes gave her a reminder: this day should be that year.

She remembered that at that time, she had just experienced a domestic violence, and after she escaped by chance, she washed her wound by the pool, cried loudly, and then fell asleep.It was Nan Shiyang's splashing water waves falling from the sky that startled her and woke her up.

The 32-year-old Wen Ting returned to her heart, and the Nan Shiyang in front of her was her own Nan Shiyang.The two seem to be the same age, but they are in completely different moods.

What a funny picture, Wen Ting couldn't help shaking her head and chuckling.

"You, what are you laughing at?" Nan Shiyang was a little flustered by her calmness, and her eyes drifted a little, falling on her tattered clothes and many shocking bloodstains.

At that time, Nan Shiyang silenced again, feeling an indescribable feeling in his heart, "Does it hurt?"

After being dazed for a while, Wen Tingxin raised her hand and pulled the shredded shirt off her shoulders, and smiled, "It doesn't hurt, I washed it with water."

In fact, this kind of injury is nothing to her.Having experienced domestic violence many times since she was a child, she has long been used to the feeling of pain.

He reached out to touch her wound, but felt inappropriate because her clothes were so tattered that they could only cover the important parts.

Retracting his hand, Nan Shiyang quickly took off his coat, wrung it vigorously, and handed it to her, with a strong and awkward tone, "Here, put it on."

"Thank you," she took the coat bluntly, and put it on directly.

I don't know if it was because she was putting on clothes too much, or because the clothes on her body were too tattered, but almost as soon as she raised her hand, Nan Shiyang saw the burst of spring on her chest.

His face flushed for a while, he turned his head away, looked down, and moved away from the topic as if to cover up, "But, it may be a little wet, you can just wear it."

"It's okay, it's better than my own," Wen Ting smiled at him as she tightened her knit jacket, "Let's go, I'll take you out. Your family must be going crazy looking for you."

With that said, Wen Tingxin had already stood up, twisting her wet hair with both hands.

"How do you know my family? Do you know me?" As she got up together, Nan Shiyang still looked at her with vigilant eyes, "Who the hell are you?"

Regarding this point, Wen Ting didn't know how to answer him, so she didn't answer.

He caught sight of the wet soil and water plants on his white T-shirt, without saying a word, stepped forward to pat them, and shook them off.

"Okay," she raised her head and tiptoed to pick off the weeds in his hair. She smiled, "Go back to see your grandpa cleanly, huh?"

The smile on his face and the unbelievably natural movements made Nan Shiyang's head go crazy, and he replied blankly, "Oh."

"Come on, I'll take you out."

The two walked one after the other, Nan Shiyang kept looking at her from behind her, the doubts in his heart were still unresolved, and he felt like a rock had been kicked.

"Hey, what did you say is your name?" Nan Shiyang followed her pace, and his downcast eyes touched her bare feet again, "Give me your home address, and I'll give you a reward. "

"Young man," she turned her head, Wen Ting wrapped her jacket tightly, patted his shoulder, and smiled, "I don't want your money."

"I don't like what I owe others, please tell me quickly." He frowned, watching her shake her head and turn around, Nan Shiyang anxiously followed, "Hey, at least tell me your name?"

Shaking her hand, Wen Ting smiled, and didn't turn her head to him again, "You will know me."

Their entanglement is still far away, from the entanglement to the age of 32, at least 14 years...

Nan Shiyang didn't know why he was tied up to such a place where no shit.All I know is that if she hadn't saved him, if she took him out, according to his road-crazy temperament, he would definitely get lost in the woods.

Two figures shuttled through the forest, one in front and one behind, forming a beautiful landscape.

He was worried that she would abandon him, so Nan Shiyang kept following her closely, not daring to let her out of his sight.

However, after being locked up for two days and running for a whole night, his physical strength was completely exhausted at the moment.

My stomach growled and my calves were shaking.I wanted to tell her to slow down, but I was too embarrassed to speak.After all, the barefoot speed of other girls made him sad to chase...

"Hello..." After trying to call out, she didn't respond at all, and Nan Shiyang was very melancholy...

Walking ahead, Wen Ting didn't pay attention to Nan Shiyang's little thoughts.

A stone was kicked away from under her feet. At this moment, she was thinking about something.

Think about it, just ten days ago, she had the last fight in her life with Nan Shiyang, who was in his 30s.Not long after receiving the news of his death, I also died in regret.

(End of this chapter)