love addiction

When Yan Xiao woke up in this big bedroom, it was already sunny outside.

It's spring, the weather is warm, everything is recovering, and it looks like a new atmosphere.

She stretched her waist, walked to the large French windows and looked outside.

This floor-to-ceiling window is of excellent work, and it can clearly see the front and back yards of the Xu family's big villa.

The front yard is colorful and very prosperous, and it looks like it is being taken care of seriously on weekdays.

The backyard is different, but the backyard is still quite tidy, which surprised Yan Xiao a bit.

When I arrived at the Xu family, the backyard was in a state of desertion. I left for so many years, so no one should take care of the backyard.

Yan Xiao was wondering, but saw a familiar figure flashing across the yard.

It was Xu Qingyuan.

Yan Xiao thought for a while, then came back to wash up, changed his clothes and went downstairs to find Xu Qingyuan.

Entering the backyard from the back door of the villa, Yan Xiao found that everything was very neatly arranged. When she entered the supply source, she saw Xu Qingyuan bending over to dry some spices, so she walked over curiously.

Xu Qingyuan seemed to have heard footsteps, turned around and saw that it was a smile, and asked with a gentle smile, "Morning, did you sleep well last night?"

"It's pretty good." Yan Yan said with a smile, "It's a big house after all."

Her words were obviously bitter, Xu Qingyuan could hear it.

But he wasn't angry, instead he chuckled, "Just sleep well."

Yan Xiao looked at the spices he was drying, a little thinking, she picked up the spices and smelled them and asked, "How do you know these are spices?"

"When I saw you in this yard, you were drying this kind of grass. I didn't know it at the time, and thought you were drying weeds. Later, after I returned to China, I joined the company and started to get in touch with this area. Knowing that these are spices, I will learn from you and start collecting these spices."

Xu Qingyuan's observation is very detailed, and he can even remember things from a few years ago.

Yan Xiao still admired it, but she didn't say it, but looked at the medicine garden she used to take care of.

The few spices and herbs she left before are all swollen and strong now, one by one, and the flower buds are still exposed.

Yan Xiao walked over with a little joy, stopped in front of the piece of vanilla, bent down and took the bud to smell it.

These are indeed the few spices she judged back then, but after a few years of growth, they have become large females, very strong, and even the flower buds are full of fragrance.

When she was smelling the spices, Xu Qingyuan also walked over with a gentle smile.

Yan Xiao looked at him sideways, "Are you taking care of these?"

"Yeah." Xu Qingyuan nodded, "Is it pretty well taken care of?"

"Very good." Yan smiled approvingly.

Hearing this, Xu Qingyuan suddenly felt that everything he had done was worth it.

While weeding, he asked, "Actually, I have always had a doubt that I haven't solved. That time I asked you to wait for me in Lin County. Why didn't you go?"

"What do you think?" Yan Xiao stood up and patted the dirt on his hands, asking back with a half-smile.

In fact, Xu Qingyuan had the answer in his heart, his eyes darkened, and then he smiled, "I understand."

Yuan Lan searched around, found Yan Xiao in the backyard, and asked her to go back for breakfast.

After Yan Xiao turned around and said something to Xu Qingyuan, he walked back.

Xu Qingyuan took care of the last thing slowly, and then washed his hands at the water pipe beside him.

In fact, his heart was very complicated and stuffy, and it was hard to explain that feeling.

From the first day he saw Yan Xiao, he admired this girl very much.

But the relationship between them is destined to end here.

Before Yan Xiao answered directly, she had already expressed her attitude.

And all Xu Qingyuan's thoughts could only stop here, he dried his hands, looked at the medicine garden that he took good care of, and was a little distracted.

The breakfast was cooked by Yuan Lan herself, it was very rich, completely different from her previous days here.

Because it was the weekend, everyone from the Xu family was there, and Xu Yitang warmly invited everyone to have dinner.

Xu Qingying still didn't wait to see Yan Xiao, and of course Yan Xiao ignored her, and just played games on her mobile phone after breakfast.

Xu Qingying went upstairs to practice the piano, Yuan Lan walked back and forth in the living room, and even called Yanxiao a few times, but Yanxiao didn't pay attention at all.

Yuan Lan only thought that she was playing the game too seriously and didn't hear it. After looking at it, she finally gave up and didn't bother her.

At some point, Xu Qingyuan came up behind her, saw her playing the game, and suddenly went upstairs to the studio to get a sketchbook, and sat aside to draw with a pencil.

The atmosphere in the living room was very quiet, with a peaceful appearance. It was not until Xu Qingying came downstairs that the peace was broken.

"Brother, my piano seems to be broken, please help me take a look."

"Wait a minute." Xu Qingyuan was still a little short of the last point, so he delayed for a while.

But Xu Qingying looked like she couldn't wait, and urged him again, "No, you can take a look for me first, I'm in a hurry to practice the piano."

Xu Qingyuan sighed helplessly, then put away his sketchbook and went upstairs to help her overhaul the piano.

In fact, there was no problem, he fixed it a bit, but when he returned to the first floor, Yan Xiao was no longer on the sofa just now.

He turned around on the first floor but couldn't find it, so he went to the backyard.

Yan Xiao was in the backyard. She came to collect these spices because she watched the weather change.

After she brought the spices to the old house in the yard, she found that there were already a lot of spices in it.

These spices are classified according to the variety and placed in collection boxes, and the room is filled with the smell of various spices.

The spices smell nice on their own, but together they don't smell very good.

Yan Xiao saw that the window was also open, probably Xu Qingyuan opened it for ventilation, so he went to close the window, but accidentally bumped into a bookshelf beside him and dropped a roll of things.

She picked it up and planned to put it back, but saw a string of familiar handwriting.

That was what Xu Qingyuan left behind when he was painting, and the date was written on it.

After careful calculation, it should be Xu Qingyuan's painting when he was [-] or [-] years old.

Thirteen or fourteen?

Yan Xiao remembered that there were only paintings before the age of 12 in the studio, and none of the paintings after that, but he didn't expect to see the paintings after that here.

Driven by curiosity, she opened the painting.

The painting is a patch of hideous abstract human figures, you have to be brave if you make a joke, if you change it to a little girl like her, you will probably scream in fright.

Even so, Yan Xiao still feels trembling when looking at the painting.

The person in the painting grinned a bloody mouth, holding a long hook, holding it high, as if it would tear out of the paper in the next second, and it would directly hook the person watching the painting, which was especially scary.

Yan Xiao remembers that Xu Qingyuan's paintings are very gentle, and the colors are very gentle, mostly light colors.

Why did the painting style suddenly change?

Yan Xiao paused, put away this painting, and then went to get other paintings on the bookshelf.

The other paintings are also similar to the first one, most of the time they are very dark, and most of them are dominated by the ferocious man with a bloody mouth in Chapter 1.

Others are distorted black, or dark, blood red, etc., the color tone is very shocking.

She felt very strange, thinking about what happened to Xu Qingyuan.

Xu Qingyuan's voice came from outside, after Yan Xiao hastily put away his things and put them back, he hurried out of the old house and greeted Xu Qingyuan with a smile, "Here, what do you want me for?"

"Seeing that you were not here, I came here." Seeing that she was still there, Xu Qingyuan was relieved and asked, "What are you doing here?"

"Just after playing a game, when I raised my head and rubbed my neck, I realized that it was going to rain. I thought that the spices in the backyard hadn't been confiscated, so I came here to clean them up." Yan Xiao explained.

Xu Qingyuan was not suspicious, seeing that she had packed up all the spices, he felt relieved, "Then go back."

Yan Xiao nodded, and said half-jokingly with a smile on his face, "You're looking for it in such a hurry, I thought you were watching me."

The word monitoring was used very delicately, Xu Qingyuan looked a little embarrassed, "My dad..."

Speaking of this matter, Xu Qingyuan felt guilty. He sighed, "After I joined the company, I realized that the company is currently operating very difficult. The R&D department has been unable to develop new products. If it continues to consume like this, I'm afraid Yes... it will go bankrupt."

Yan Xiao's pretty eyes were slightly raised, and the smile on the corner of his mouth was very weak, with a bit of gangster air, "I heard that you study very well, and you studied business management abroad, and it is a famous university. There must be many companies Come to hire you, why did you choose to come back?"

Xu Qingyuan didn't expect that she would ask about himself, so he was somewhat surprised.

This person Yan Xiao is too indifferent. He was like this when he was young, and he has experienced so many things, let alone.

He had never seen Yan Xiao caring about anyone, even when her mother Yuan Lan talked to her, she looked cold and cold, more stranger than strangers.

This is nothing like her name.

This was the first time she asked about Xu Qingyuan, and he said in a daze, "Actually, my father's current company originally belonged to my grandfather, and my grandfather's family was a famous aromatherapy family in the Qing Dynasty. The effective products were even exported to the other side of the ocean, and they were all the rage. After the war and the most difficult time, they gradually declined and even went bankrupt, but my grandpa always remembered those formulas. Later, my grandpa found my grandpa and proposed two As for the marriage, my grandfather has only one daughter. After marrying my father, my grandfather's family paid for it, and my grandfather's family provided the formula to start producing perfumes. With these perfumes, I made a lot of money and the company expanded day by day."

"Later, my grandfather and grandfather passed away one after another, and my mother ... died of illness. My father managed the company by himself. Relying on the original few popular formulas, it has been maintained until now. It was just a few years ago, under the impact of the overseas perfume market. , the company's profits began to shrink, and even suffered a loss, so my father thought about developing new products, and called me back to help manage the company."

Speaking of this, Xu Qingyuan paused before saying, "It is true that many companies have offered me olive branches, but I finally came back. My mother told me on her deathbed that I must keep this property, because it belonged to my grandfather and grandfather." Blood, just..."

He sighed, the meaning was obvious.

Yan Xiao listened carefully, and also recorded the pause when he just said that his mother died of illness, thinking about what seemed to be hidden in it.

But she didn't rush to inquire. After all, this is a family matter, and it's a sad matter, so there's no need to ask more.

I really admire Xu Qingyuan for making these promises for his mother.

Yuan Lan came to ask Yan Xiao again, saying that she had cut the fruit and told her to eat it.

She smiled at Xu Qingyuan and entered the living room.

Xu Qingyuan was a little distracted thinking about that smile.