[MTL]My Son is a Transmigrated Prince

Chapter 59: 059

Song Yuan didn't have enough dinner. From the car, he got ready to go to the 24-hour convenience store in front of the community.

She likes this convenience store too much. When she was in college, she didn't want to eat in the cafeteria and went to the convenience store in the school to buy Kanto food. There are not many people at this convenience store. There is only one cashier. She stood in front of the counter, ordered Oden, then ordered two skewers of chicken, went to the freezer and picked a double-skinned milk.

When preparing to check out, someone had already handed out a hundred bills.

Song Yuan turned around and saw that the person standing next to her was Rong Hong, and she was a little surprised, "Why are you here?"

When the cashier saw that the two were acquaintances, he took the hundred dollars.

"Give some food to Rong Ting, and I saw you as soon as I stepped out." Rong Ye saw her order a full cup of Oden, and said with concern: "Did you not have dinner?"

"Not full."

After the cashier found the change, Song Yuan told Rong Hui that he was sitting on the high stool of the convenience store window to enjoy the delicious food. Rong Ye also sat next to her. There were no people in the convenience store at the moment. Song Yuan's favorite was the big radish in Kanto, which was very delicious.

"Eat or not?" Song Yuan pointed to the chicken skewers in the paper bag and asked him.

Rong Hong shook his head, "Don't eat."

Song Yuan wasn't eating fast, and he was chatting with Rong Hong. Until now, she felt very magical. In ancient times, she and he should be husband and wife, but now, she has no memory, and he has no memory. Getting along is more like being new to you and being very kind to each other. friend. It 's okay, she does n't remember him, and he does n't remember her. In modern times, they do n't have any relationship. If he still has memories, it may be a great burden for her.

They were sitting right next to the window, and they could see the outside. Just a few young people passed by now. Their hair was too conspicuous, and they were stained with cyan, orange and pink.

Song Yuan looked at their hair color, and then looked at Rong Huan side by side, it was difficult to hide curiosity in his eyes.

"What's wrong?" Rong Hong didn't understand what she was wondering.

Song Yuan pointed to his hair. "I'm a little curious. Is your hair color white by nature?"

She used to have classmates with young white heads, but with white hair in black hair, and young people with white hair like Rong Hong, she has only seen him.

She is more concerned about whether it is genetically inherited. If so, isn't that cooing hair very dangerous?

Although white hair is also cool, is it too noticeable when going to school?

Rong Hong was obviously asked by her, and she didn't know what to answer for a moment.

Seeing his embarrassing look, Song Yuan reacted and quickly offered an apology to him, "I'm sorry, I almost forgot, and you don't remember anything."

"It's okay." Rong Hong smiled gently.

He is certainly not born with white hair.

It was just that there was nothing to say about it, and he even hoped that she would never know.

"If you are okay, you can go to the hospital for a checkup." Song Yuan said that she felt a bit rude, but as a mother, it is normal to care about whether her son will inherit the white hair, which is also understandable. ?