When Sang Yuan asked that question, he felt a little regretful and a little hopeful.
In the end, he was still persistent and did not change the subject.
Putting his hands on his legs, Sang Yuan seemed to be sitting relaxed, but in fact he was so nervous that he was picking his toes.
He seemed to be thinking about something, but in fact he was thinking about nothing and his mind was blank.
The breeze slowly blew his slightly curly hair, and his profile was handsome, which was in line with Ni Bingyan's aesthetics.
Ni Bingyan glanced at him, turned his head, and looked towards the lake.
There are irises planted by the lake, which are blooming this season.
I don’t know what kind it is. The petals are very large and a very special blue-purple color. They are not very bright or eye-catching, but people can’t help but look at them again and again.
It was like his silence was deafening.
Ni Bingyan weighed the situation in his heart and did not hesitate for too long.
"There was a time when time-travel dramas were quite popular. Do you like watching them?"
The two mandarin ducks swam back slowly.
The calm lake ripples again, round and round.
Ni Bingyan lowered his head, not daring to look at her.
Sang Yuan's eyes were also wandering and he didn't dare to look at her.
Hearing her talk about this in his previous life, even though his second son was several years old, it still had a great impact on him.
Now he had to listen to her again, and his situation was different from that in his previous life, so he was still nervous.
"I have a lot to do every day, you know."
Sang Yuan didn't answer the question, and Ni Bingyan didn't say anything.
Perhaps today was the perfect day to talk. Sang Yuan sat under the shade of the trees in May, blowing the gentle breeze, and talked about the past.
“My sister is eleven years older than me, and I was seven when she came of age.
"I have been very sensitive to numbers and money since I was a child. I pestered her, opened an account using her identity, and jointly used our New Year's money to speculate in stocks. When I was in elementary school, I became a multimillionaire, richer than many adults. I was able to make money, which shocked my family.
"But I never spend it randomly. The elders in my family always tease me and ask me why I keep it. I just say, keep it to marry my wife.
"In fact, at that time, I didn't understand what it meant to marry a wife. I just had an indescribable obsession since I was a child. One was to make a lot of money, and the other was to marry a wife home."
Hearing this, Ni Bingyan looked at him in a wrong way.
How can a person who is so looking forward to marrying a wife delay being single until he is in his thirties?
Is not this contradictory?
But seeing that Sang Yuan was in a lively conversation, she didn't speak.
"When my sister was in college, she was very envious of her classmates for wearing high-end clothes and buying luxury goods. My parents felt that it was stupid and superficial behavior to pay attention to material things and compare randomly. Instead of buying these things, it would be better to use them to train her and give her gifts. Go to the best schools in the world and make friends with the best people in the world.
"But I feel that when raising a child, we cannot blindly control it. We must first let her understand that those things are nothing more than that. Compared with dead things, the most precious thing is always ourselves. Otherwise, we will always long for it in our hearts.
“Then I buy her whatever she wants.
"Within two years, she felt it was boring.
"When you chase material, material is driving you away. Comparisons between people are really meaningless."
Sang Yuan talked a lot, which made Ni Bingyan confused.
The topic flew by so fast.
It's natural for a younger brother to be nice to his elder sister, and she won't be jealous, so why do you say this?
"When my sister first came of age, she was engaged to my brother-in-law, and we got married after graduating from college. My nephew was born within two years of that. I remember it very clearly. I was in my first year of high school that year, and she was sitting Confinement.
“One day she received news that my brother-in-law had taken a woman to a hotel to book a room. She was so angry that she took me to catch her.
"My sister and I have a very good relationship. When I was young, my parents were busy, so my sister took care of me a lot of the time. When I heard the news, I was even more angry than she was!
"My brother-in-law's family has a lot of people in the military, and he is a martial artist. I was afraid that I would suffer a loss if I rushed over hastily, so I brought ten bodyguards, which shocked my sister.
"We came to that hotel, a hotel I had never been to.
“But as soon as I walked in the door of the hotel, I felt very familiar.
“I know where the elevator is, I know which way the corridor goes, I even know which way my brother-in-law’s room is.
“My sister and I rushed to the door angrily and asked the bodyguard to kick the door down.
“That hotel was very special, with murals painted on the walls. As soon as the door opened, I saw the pomegranate painting on the wall.
"Then I passed out."
Sang Yuan is not the kind of person who is clumsy with his tongue. He tells stories very eloquently and movingly.
Ni Bingyan saw that he didn't answer the question and didn't want to pay attention to him. Hearing this, he couldn't help but be curious:
"Did you catch your brother-in-law? What happened next?"
"My sister has no shame in her eyes. We are still together now. It must be a misunderstanding!"
After saying that, Sang Yuan glanced at her again: "Don't you care if I faint? I've already fainted, but you only see rape!"
Ni Bingyan coughed dryly, feeling quite embarrassed.
"I was so busy with this matter that I didn't pay attention to what you said~ Okay, why did you faint?"
Sang Yuan didn't show any pretense and continued directly:
"I fainted without any warning, which shocked my sister and brother-in-law! I was taken to the hospital and various tests were done, but they couldn't determine what the disease was.
"Later on, I often fainted. At first it was only for an hour or two, and then it lasted for a day or two. When I woke up, I was very hungry. The most special thing was that I could remember the things in my dreams.
"To the outside world, it looked like I was sleeping. In fact, I was experiencing things in my dream that happened when I grew up. But those things were just fragments, and it took me a long time to piece them together slowly.
“My parents left their jobs for more than a year and took me all over the world to seek medical treatment, trying to find out what kind of strange disease I had, but in the end nothing was found.
"Until one day, I found out in my dream the exact identity of my fairy-like beautiful wife. So I took my parents to Chengdu and found Ni's private kitchen.
"On the day we went there, you were looking at lotus flowers on the bridge, but I took one look and knew that it was you and not you..."
Ni Bingyan covered his heart and looked at him in shock.
So, what's going on with him?
Is it considered rebirth?
This secret of Sang Yuan has been kept in my heart for many years. There are many details that even my parents have not told. Today I finally have the opportunity to tell them. I feel so happy!
"It wasn't until a few years later that I had a dream where you told me that you were an orphan in your previous life..."
Ni Bingyan's heart beat like thunder, and he stood up suddenly. His lips were trembling, but he didn't know how to speak.
Sang Yuan sighed, took her hand, asked her to sit next to him, and held her cold hands with both hands.
"I dreamed that you told me that the first movie you shot after coming to this world was a palace battle drama called "The Palace of the Qing Dynasty". Then I have been waiting for you to shoot it and come to you again. .”
Ni Bingyan never expected that there was such a thing in the world.
I thought that time travel was outrageous enough, but I didn't expect that there was something even more magical.
At this moment, she even had strong doubts about the world.
Is this really a real world?
At 2:30 in the middle of the night last night, Er Mao's fever reached over 38.5. I took antipyretic medicine and stayed there until after four o'clock before going to bed. I have been keeping watch over my child for a week, and today I can almost hear the breathing sounds, but I feel like exhaustion is sweeping over me and trying to drown me. My best friend gave me a stethoscope, and I searched for medical certification tutorials on Bilibili. Now I can almost understand the most common sounds from the lungs. Going back and practicing more is also a skill. The sun was out today, and I was a little depressed. I felt like I couldn't do anything well, and I felt gloomy. I haven't changed my glasses in many years. Recently, I feel like I can't see clearly when the weather is bad. I need to change them, and I don't want to go out. There are so many things to do, but I don’t want to do anything. Juanwang sent me a Chicken Soup article, in English, which is very suitable for morning reading, but I don’t want to read it. He sent me another playlist, which was all my favorite type, but I just wanted to cry when I listened to it. I like He Tu, I like Xu Song, I like Chen Chusheng, and I like all singers who have stories in their songs. Today I met Ren Suxi, who is suitable for sitting on a recliner on a sunny afternoon and listening with squinted eyes. There may be a cat squatting next to it, or there may be a large vase with dry branches or the like in it.
