Two cute babies: Mr. Si loves his wife too much

Perhaps, it was because Fan Wei was the first person who sincerely praised her.

Maybe it's because Fan Wei's eyes are very pure and sincere.

All in all, Yang Rong, who has not revealed her inner world and past experiences to anyone for many years, couldn't help but speak slowly:

"Do you think it's silly, strange, unworthy, and incomprehensible for me to succeed just because of a few compliments?"

"No, no," Fan Wei shook his head hastily, "I didn't mean that, really! You know I'm stupid, I, I said something wrong, I..."

"Okay, okay, I'm excited." Yang Rong lowered her head and smiled, "Actually, I know that most people are not as stupid as me.

However, maybe it is the shadow left by my childhood. From my birth to now, this is the first time I have heard someone praise me.Inevitably, excited and happy.How about it, isn't it too gaffe, a bit embarrassing? "

"How could it be! What's so embarrassing about this!" Fan Wei looked at Yang Rong with more and more distressed eyes, "But...you have grown up so big, this is the first time you have heard someone praise you? Is it true or not? I can't believe it."

"Of course it's true, what did I lie to you idiot for?" Yang Rong laughed at herself, "My childhood and growth experience can be said to be a mess.

My parents divorced when I was very young, and they reorganized their new families very quickly.

I don't know if it's because I'm a girl and my parents have always been patriarchal.

Therefore, when other people's families sue, they are robbing the custody of their children.

But I, like an unwelcome ball, was pushed around by my parents.

None of them wanted me, and none of them wanted to bear the responsibility of raising me, for fear that it would affect the harmony and happiness of their new family.

But at that time, I was too young to grow up alone, so later...in order to grow up hard, I was like a scorpion.

I lived at my father's house for a while, and at my mother's house for a while, but what I encountered in the two families was no different.

They soon had their own new children, and to me it was nothing more than a nuisance that had been wasting their money.

Obviously they are my biological parents, but whether I live in my father's house or my mother's house, I have a feeling of being dependent on others.
There is no freedom, no right to speak, and you can't even see the smiling faces of your parents, and you can't feel the tenderness of your parents.

As time goes by, I deeply know that I am indeed dependent on others, because they have never seen me as a daughter.

However, these are all things I figured out later.

At that time, I used to imagine that if I became better, my parents would like me a little more.

So I worked very hard, but no matter the test papers I hoped to get home with full marks, or the honorary certificates issued by the school, they couldn't get them to praise me, let alone treat me differently.

I don't know how many times I tried, how many times I tried, but no matter how hard I tried, no matter how many excellent honors I won, I couldn't move their hearts. "