"Fangfei!"

Song Shuling shouts, but Su Fangfei's figure has disappeared.

Song Shuling, a powerful woman, came to Aizi angrily in front of Aizi, pointing to Aizi's hatred of iron and steel: "you son of a bitch! Do you know how many tears Fangfei shed for you during your absence! If it wasn't for Fangfei, your mother would have been given by that bastard Xue Longqing To... "

Song Shuling was so angry with her son that she shivered all over her body. Finally, she gave Aizi a slap.

Yin Qingxue was obviously frightened by this sudden scene, "xiaoranzi, Auntie song, you?"

Yin Qingxue is about to ask what is going on, but she is taken away by pinglao and Shengsheng.

"Ping Lao! What are you doing? Let go of me

The old man took his young lady and went out without looking back. "Miss, this is a household affair, so we will not get involved. It's late. Let's go home with me first. "

Yin Qingxue is not willing to give up looking at Meng ran, but also want to say something, but do not know how to open his mouth, "but..."

After Yin Qingxue and Yin Qingxue left, song Shuling looked at her silent and silent son. She couldn't help feeling a little bit distressed. She stroked Meng Ran's cheek and said, "is it still painful? It's just that mom was so angry with you that you can't blame mom. "

Meng ran holds song Shuling's hand and sighs silently. Youyou come to the window. Meng ran points to the brightly lit high-rise building and says:

"Mom, what is that?"

Song Shuling, a strong woman, didn't know why, "the building? What's wrong with you, son? How can you ask such silly words? "

Song Shuling glanced suspiciously at Aizi. She could not help touching his forehead and muttering, "I don't have a fever. How can I be full of nonsense?"

Meng ran laughs and shakes his head. Looking at the lights in Beijing, Meng ran sighs in a low voice:

"there are so many people in the world who can't avoid it."

"Ah?" Song Shuling felt more and more that her son's head was broken.

Meng ran suddenly turned his head, his eyes full of complexity and melancholy, "Mom, do you know how long a person's life is?"

"A hundred years, of course! What's wrong with you, son? Don't be a jerk Song Shuling clenched Aizi's arm tightly. She felt that the boy was so strange.

At the moment, Meng Ran's eyes seem to be experiencing the reincarnation of hundreds of generations. That pair of dark eyes, so that song Shuling only feel like breaking the world in general, vicissitudes of life lonely.

This kind of vicissitude is like going deep into Meng Ran's soul, and it will not be revealed easily.

but song Shuling feels clearly at the moment. Song Shuling has already been shocked beyond measure, "Xiaoran, you..."

Song Shuling only felt that the man in front of her was not her son!

Where is this a vigorous youth, this is clearly a hundred generations of reincarnation of the old monster!

As song Shuling retreats, her delicate body trembles. Her eyes toward Aizi are full of fear.

However, Meng ran didn't seem to notice the scene. He just drooped his eyelids and sighed deeply:

"since the birth of the first century, the couple of immortals has been restricted by the law of heaven, and there can only be one person..."

"For ordinary people, love life is nothing more than holding one's hand and growing old together with your son. For a hundred years in a hurry, it's a blink of an eye."

"But for a monk, the word" love "is a beautiful woman with a dead bone and a lonely grave

Meng ran suddenly turned around and looked at his mother's eyes, full of helplessness and sadness.

"Mom, I can only choose one between cousin Fangfei and a Xue..."