Wear it until Crazy Beauty Scum A loses control

Luan Yenan took Zuo Baixuan to stand under the eaves in front of the door.Pepper also changed from his irascibility just now, and sat aside obediently.

More and more raindrops fell in the sky, and the two of them also got water droplets on their bodies.

The servant at home trotted out, handing over the towel tremblingly in his hand, wanting to help with the arrangement: "Small, miss... come in and sit down, don't catch a cold."

But Luan Yenan raised his hand and refused.

The heat of the autumn tiger will not disappear because of such a little rain.

"Is mom still in the video conference? Grandpa didn't come over either, right?"

"Yes, yes. Mr. Luan is having a meeting in the study. Mr. Luan is also traveling outside for a while and hasn't come back." The servant nodded and reported.

For these servants, the most difficult thing for the Luan family to deal with was the alpha cancer of the old and the young.

And the smaller ones are harder to deal with.

Because the little one is a lunatic, his brain is not normal.

Messing with her servants didn't end well.

Seeing that they couldn't be persuaded, they hurriedly retreated, so as not to offend the plague god lady.

Luan Yenan glanced at the servants' reactions from the corner of his eye.

It is obvious that the original body is so disgusting.

But she doesn't care about these.

Continue to watch the pattering raindrops falling on the yard outside the house.Take a deep breath, in the pleasant fragrance, mixed with the smell of earth.

Familiar smell, with dusty memory.

"The sweet-scented osmanthus in the yard is so fragrant." Zuo Baixuan relaxed herself, and naturally had to talk to Luan Yenan.

Luan Yenan suddenly opened his eyes wide, and looked at the yard, where the carefully planted trees were really sweet-scented osmanthus trees.

The familiar smell that you can smell from the door is the fragrance of sweet-scented osmanthus.

I haven't smelled sweet-scented osmanthus for a long time.

When I was a child, my mother loved the sweet-scented osmanthus tree that I planted at the door.

Every year when the season comes, she will pick sweet-scented osmanthus from the tree and make pastries.

The sweet taste left a deep memory on Luan Yenan's taste buds when he was young.

But the deeper the memory, the stronger the grief after the death of the mother.Every time she smelled or tasted sweet-scented osmanthus, she would have a splitting headache.

Over and over again, the picture of my mother when she was still alive was repeated in my mind, and I fell into deep pain.

But she never chose to numb herself with alcohol, or take medicine to control it.

She was afraid that she would forget her mother, and that she would forget the reason for walking in this world.

But this situation became more and more serious after Luan Yenan became rich, until it affected his normal work and life, he could only go to the hospital to see a doctor. Although it was a heart disease, it was still controlled with drugs.At the same time, I have to stay away from everything related to sweet-scented osmanthus.

Over time, anyone who knows her well knows that she "hates" the smell of sweet-scented osmanthus.

When the company is on the right track, a competent secretary will always arrange everything in an orderly manner, one of which is to remove all things related to sweet-scented osmanthus from Luan Yenan's life.

Thinking about it this way, I probably haven't smelled sweet-scented osmanthus for more than ten years.

She took a deep breath.The scent of sweet-scented osmanthus, which I haven't smelled for a long time, filled my chest and at the same time I felt a familiar pain in my head. It was a kind of pain that I couldn't find the source, like countless invisible ants gnawing on the brain cells.

A vague vision of a man emerged in front of his eyes.He was cursing, talking about "trash" and "losing money", and slapped the woman on the face.

The woman's thin body couldn't bear the strength, and she turned over and fell to the ground. When her body hit the ground, she looked at the panic-stricken little girl hiding under the table.

A smile was squeezed out of the face full of scars, as if to comfort her, but the painful wrinkles spread all over the cheeks, and the smile was sadder and weaker than when holding her and crying at night.

But even if it was a sad smile, it was the last time she saw her mother smile.

Luan Yenan covered the hat with his hands, and unconsciously pressed hard on the side of his head.

Her eyes were wide open, and the wind was blowing, trying to dry the moisture in her eyes.

Zuo Baixuan turned her head, and could only see Luan Yenan supporting her head.

"The head hurts again? It's time to take the medicine, you go to take the medicine first."

"Stand for another 2 minutes." Luan Yenan did not take his eyes off the sweet-scented osmanthus in the garden, and spoke softly.

Zuo Baixuan was slightly taken aback by the softness, unable to tell whether it was acting or the softness flowing from Luan Yenan's heart.

Compared with the pain he once felt, Luan Yenan is now full of nostalgia in the shallow pain.

With my mother gone for so long, is it okay to live in another world without pain?

There should be someone there to take good care of her, right?

There might be a better-behaved, more helpful daughter with her.

She should be able to happily plant her favorite sweet-scented osmanthus tree, and make the small courtyard look like she likes.

Can also make her favorite pastries and other delicacies.

No one is going to yell at her for the occasional one or two things that don't suit her taste.

Nor will she be beaten or kicked for fertility issues.

She can leave the house freely, go to the mall to buy her favorite clothes, and go to the market to buy her favorite ingredients.

She can……

"Wang!"

Luan Yenan's imagination was interrupted.

Pepper beside him flicked his powerful tail. After confirming for two seconds, he trotted into the rain curtain and rushed to a person's feet.

The man carried a large bag of ingredients in one hand, and walked in along the stone road holding an umbrella in the other.

The visitor bent down to hold an umbrella for Pepper. The umbrella half covered her face, but it couldn't hide the bright smile on her face.

"It's raining, and you still ran out to meet me? Go back quickly."

Luan Yenan tightened his hands.

I pressed my fingers hard on the injury, trying to use the physical pain to cover up the tearing pain in my skull.

The voice that came into my ears overlapped with the illusory voice of the woman in my mind.

In front of the dilapidated and old small house, the woman sat on the bench with a smile, and said to the little girl with a smile: "It's raining, so you know you're coming back? Come in."

"You! Don't force yourself so hard, just take medicine if it hurts, it's bleeding!" Zuo Baixuan was startled when she saw the scarlet blush on Luan Ye's south face.

What's wrong with this crazy woman?

The wound is almost healed, what is the purpose of bleeding!

Unexpectedly, Luan Yenan grabbed her wrist with his blood-stained hand, pulled her roughly into his arms, and covered her mouth with his other hand, telling her not to speak any more.

His flushed eyes didn't blink, but he didn't look at her from the beginning to the end.

The servant also ran out of the house at this time: "Ma'am, I'll help you carry your things! Why don't you let the driver bring them in for you? You carry so many things by yourself, Mr. Luan knows that he will criticize us."

"It's okay, I can handle it. Usually I don't like to go out, and Mu Yin always said to me, I just took the opportunity to walk around and sweat." The lady freed her hand and patted her leg to signal Pepper to lean sideways, and at the same time raised the umbrella , and also allocated a part of the space to the servants.

The umbrella is fully raised.

Madam's appearance was revealed in front of Luan Yenan.

It turned out to be true!

Although it has been more than 20 years, my mother has not left a single photo, and the memory in her mind is constantly blurring.But the face in front of her was clearly her!

Luan Yenan's throat moved.

"Mom" was stuck in my throat and I couldn't say it.

She was terrified.

When I was a child, I dreamed countless times, and I woke up after the sound of "Mom".

Now she is afraid that the so-called book-crossing is just a dream that is more real than usual.

But she was still bleeding from the side of her head.

The bursts of real physical pain told her that she wasn't awake, that this was real, and that she could stay here.

"Hmph..." Zuo Baixuan in her arms let out a muffled snort of pain because Luan Yenan's fingers were still exerting force.

Luan Yenan loosened his strength.

After breaking free, Zuo Baixuan was so angry that she must find a chance to find a sack to catch her and beat her up.

But he didn't expect to see Luan Yenan's eyes filled with forbearance and longing when he raised his eyes, a tear dripped from his left eye, which melted with the blood on the side of his face and chin, and dripped down.

smashed to the ground.

like a blooming flower.

Zuo Baixuan had a strange feeling in her heart again, she couldn't explain it clearly.

Luan Yenan is like a fragile artwork at the moment, fluttering in the wind and rain, desolate and beautiful.

Because of Luan Yenan's mixed gaze of sadness and joy, she had the urge to hug her and comfort her.

The lady standing in the distance looked over, was startled, dropped her umbrella and ran over: "Ye Nan, what's going on with you? Quick! Quick! Call Dr. Du over here!!"

Luan Yenan's eyes were fixed, one hand clenched Zuo Baixuan's wrist, and the other hand held the palm extended by his wife.

Luan Yenan thought, she really likes this world.

The author says:

感谢在2022-05-1413:56:23~2022-05-1523:16:31期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: 1 potato;

Thanks to the little angels of irrigation nutrient solution: 93 bottles of Mingren; 9 bottles of Moling Qila; 2 bottles of Reminiscence Ruqiu;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!