Favored by wealthy families: Overlord only loves his little wife

But he is a little worried about one thing now. He doesn't know why he came back here, and he doesn't know who the current owner of the house is. If he goes out rashly, how should he answer when someone asks who he is? ?

But he can't do it if he doesn't go out, someone has to come in this room, he can't stay here forever, he has to go out and face it, it might as well be earlier, he wants to know what he has become now.

Once again she concentrated and straightened her clothes, Ye Linglan opened the door and walked out. 
As soon as he poked his head out, his heart started beating wildly. He could see it from the corner of his eyes. Now there was only one person sitting in the living room!
For a few seconds his mind was blank, his body was frozen and motionless, he was waiting for someone to exclaim and ask who he was!

However, a miracle happened, and that person really didn't ask that question.

So he started walking towards the bathroom, not even daring to look there, he was always on guard against that exclamation.

Finally, a voice made him stop, but it was not an exclamation, but a very ordinary greeting——

"Yo, Linglan is awake?"

Ye Linglan: "..."

This voice, to be honest, is quite familiar, but it makes him unbelievable——

Mom, when did your voice become so young!

That's right, this is really his mother's voice, but it feels a lot younger, from the usual royal sister's voice to a girl's voice, the mother is old after all, this is also... Hey, what are you doing, mom? Come and live in this house like me? ?You know I got into a car accident and came here to take care of me? ?That Wen Xingying...

No, Ye Linglan found more and more that this matter did not make any sense.

First of all, it doesn’t make sense that both mother and he came to this old house out of nowhere, not to mention that the house has been rented out, and they still have a house in the local area. No matter how you think about it, the logic of coming here is not normal. Even if they took [-] steps back, they really came here. This was the first time he woke up after the car accident, and his mother's attitude towards him shouldn't be so calm.

... Well, Ye Linglan checked it just now, his body is clean, except for the scars left by playing around when he was a child, there is no trace at all that shows that he was the one who had a car accident, it is really impossible.

Ye Linglan struggled for only a second, and then replied: "Yes, I'm going to the bathroom."

While speaking, he looked at his mother.

It doesn't matter if you look at it, his house is a half-floor structure, and there are three steps to go from the living room to other places. What he is walking is the entrance of the steps, and he almost fell directly from the top.

I just want to roar in my heart: Mom, your face is so young!

Really, his mother's face became quite young, she felt only a year or two older than him, like a sister.

Ye Linglan's mother usually pays great attention to maintenance, and always makes people feel a few years younger than her actual age. Ye Linglan still remembers that when she was in her 20s, she attended a banquet with her mother and someone asked her if she was his sister, which made her happy All night, which means that my mother should be 36 by now.

But this is really impossible!
The mother looked at him very normally, without the slightest strangeness, which meant that she regarded everything that happened in front of her as normal. Ye Linglan had no choice but to suppress her doubts and continued to walk to the bathroom.

He had just seen that both the living room and the dining room were furnished the same as he remembered them back then, which meant that nothing had been changed in the house, and even his mother had miraculously looked younger by more than ten years.

When he came to the bathroom, he closed the door to calm down a little, and walked slowly to the mirror.

When the figure in the mirror came into view, he clearly saw that his eyes enlarged immediately, and he could not make a sound at all——

What a joke is this, how did he become a child!
Well, strictly speaking, he is not a real child, and he looks like a teenager, but from the perspective of a 30-year-old adult, he is no different from a child.

He knows this boy very well, because he is the same as he was more than ten or twenty years ago. He is taller, more handsome, and has a decent figure. It's just the youthful look on his face. It's really unbearable. look straight at.

Let me go, how old is this, how could he be like this after a car accident, then what has become of his Wen Xingying, where is he now...

Walking out of the bathroom dejectedly, Ye Linglan couldn't even get angry now, he just wanted to know what year and month it is now, and how to see Wen Xingying.

When I got out of the bathroom, I heard my mother ask again: "Are you going to play football with Mike and the others later?"

"..." He hesitated for a moment and said, "I won't go." Then he went back to the room.

Who is Mike? Ye Linglan is very impressive. They have been classmates from elementary school to high school. The kid went abroad when he was in college, but they have always kept in touch. He also attended the wedding of Ye Linglan and Wen Xingying in the United States. , Now that kid still asks him to play football, then their age will definitely not be able to escape.

——Let me go back as a 30-year-old person, I have lived for more than ten years in vain!I managed to get out of college and high school and now you're asking me to do it all over again!

Ye Linglan sat in front of the desk with black hair, and brought over the desk calendar not far away.

When the time above came into view, he was already powerless to complain, and just wanted to scream up to the sky——

God, I went back to 17 years ago! ! ...

Yes, the time shown on the desk calendar was 17 years ago, and he only had it. Now it is August, and there is only one month before the start of school.

Desperately pushing away the desk calendar and lying on the table, he just wants to cry now.

There are still 18 years before he and Wen Xingying are together. Where will Wen Xingying be now? He is the same age as me. He should be in college by this time, so what should I do...

and many more!

University?

Ye Linglan suddenly thought of one thing, this year is the time for their final exams, and now it is the holiday after the final exams, and September [-]st is the day they report to the university.

And that university is also going to be attended by Wen Xingying, and they will be in the same school from then on...

A sentence came to mind, which he once said to Wen Xingying half-jokingly and half-seriously:
"If I could do it all over again, I would love you since college."

——It means that I will go to love Wen Xingying after a month at the latest? ?

Ye Linglan simply didn't know how to describe her feelings, so she didn't need to cooperate with me so much, I just said that out of feeling, did you really give me this opportunity to practice?
The point is, university, two, don't you think it's too early to start dating at such a young age? 
Ye Linglan stayed in the bedroom that afternoon, and for a while, he still had difficulty accepting the fact that he only had it, and he was too lazy to go out to communicate with anyone, just staying in this room...it was too boring.

There is no computer, no mobile phone, and no high-tech electronic equipment. He still remembers that his father kept saying that he would not buy them for him until he was in high school, and the college textbooks were not distributed. Now the only thing that can pass the time in this room is the small bookshelf. of those books.

Up and down 5000 years, Journey to the West, Outlaws of the Marsh... These seemingly must-read books in college are now a joke in his eyes. In addition to these, there are some fantasy novels that he liked very much in the upper floors. Below There are also quite a few that he got from his father's study, which are suitable for adults to read, but unfortunately he has no interest in them, and they don't match his major.

After much searching, he still took out a copy of "Shan Hai Jing", which he was more interested in than "Historical Records" and "Mandarin Mandarin".

He woke up at three o'clock in the afternoon, and spent the next two hours reading. Then his dad came back from get off work and they started eating dinner.

Like my mother, my father is of course much younger, but his appearance matches his actual age, nine years older than himself, and he really looks like a big brother next door.

Of course, his parents behaved very normally during this meal, and they didn't notice anything unusual about him, but he couldn't help but sigh with emotion. Since he went to college, their family has eaten together very rarely. There is only a little time during holidays and New Years. His mother often complained that he didn't go home often. He made a good-sounding excuse that he was too busy, but in fact he was too lazy to go home and listen to his parents nagging.

Of course, strictly speaking, the nagging of his parents happened after he went to university. At that time, he started to study abroad, and his parents were getting older. He only went home once a year, and his mother always liked to hold his hand and talk to him. We chatted for hours, my father didn't talk as much as my mother did, but every time I saw him come back, I was very happy, and asked him about his study abroad with concern.

But he also remembered that there are actually not many mothers at this age, but they are eating now, and it is not time for her to play. After dinner, she tidies the kitchen and watches TV in the living room, she will often call him Ask him about his studies in class and how he gets along with teachers and classmates, what books he likes to read now, and whether he wants to accompany his mother to the street to buy some clothes...

While eating, the phone rang suddenly, and my mother went up to answer it, and then told Ye Linglan that it was Mike who was looking for him.

Ye Linglan let out a sigh of relief, put down the bowl and chopsticks and went to pick it up.

"I said Ye Linglan, why didn't you come out to play football this afternoon?"

Although Mike has a mixed-race face, he still has a Chinese style. However, this kid has spoken in English since Ye Linglan met him six years ago. It seems that the British have learned Chinese for a few years and can speak it. According to his own statement, when he was a child, his British father liked to hold him to teach English, but his Chinese mother couldn't beat his father, so he didn't teach so much, which led to his fluent English and bad Chinese.

It's just that the words spoken by this man in a boyish voice really gave Ye Linglan a bit of a headache. He could remember the general situation of getting along with his parents and classmates at this time, but it was absolutely impossible to be specific about what he was doing every moment of every day.

"Oh, I didn't sleep well this afternoon so I was too lazy to go." Ye Linglan said.

"Really, hey, you don't know," Mike obviously didn't hear anything strange, and still said enthusiastically, "We kicked Xiaowu and the others today. I scored two goals by myself, and I asked them to invite each other. A bottle of Coke, let me tell you that we will play with them tomorrow, I guess if there are more goals scored by you..."

Mike hung up the call after 5 minutes, saying that his mother wanted him to eat.

Ye Linglan touched the corner of her lips, put down the phone and went back to eat.

This time, I got a little tangled while eating. He was still very good at playing football during the period from elementary school to college. Of course, his opponents were children of their own age. After that, he stopped playing football and started playing basketball after he entered high school. His current exercise program has become running on a treadmill, and he can insist on 5000 meters every day, so what he is struggling with now is...he doesn’t know if he can still play football now, and if he can’t, it will be too disappointing to Mike trusted...