Madam's black history was picked up

The first rain in early winter fell unconsciously, and it didn't stop until the early morning. The slight coolness in the rain made people feel the chill of winter.

Murong Lan stood under the shower, pouring icy cold water over her head, and the biting cold hit her whole body in an instant. She bit her blue lips tightly and let the shower wet her thin clothes.

Opening the bathroom door and walking to the window, she gritted her teeth and slammed all the windows open.

Suddenly a biting cold wind hit her face, and Murong Lan felt tens of thousands of needles piercing her whole body, causing her to suffocate for a moment.

Murong Lan gritted her teeth tightly and opened her arms to accept the baptism of the cold wind.

Her face was blue from the cold, but her eyes shone with hot flames, and Si Tianmu's handsome face was printed in the sharply constricted pupils.

The cold wind in early winter is bitter, and it rustles the bamboo leaves of the bamboo forest villa. Under the cold wind, the bamboo leaves seem to be greener, like a green barrier, isolating the outside world.

There is only a man and a woman in the villa, living a life without contention with the world.

Under Si Tianmu's meticulous care, An Yajie's injuries were basically healed, but she couldn't use too much force.She felt that she had spent the best recovery period of her life.

She was even thinking that it would be better if her injury had been bad.In this way, she and Si Tianmu can stay together every day, and they will never be separated.

But as the saying goes, the ideal is full, but the reality is very backbone.

Si Tianmu was leisurely lying on the sofa with his head resting on Anyajie's lap, opening his mouth to welcome the apple fed by Anyajie, when his phone rang inappropriately.

Si Tianmu closed his eyes and slowly raised his hand like an emperor. Anyajie pursed her lips and smiled, put down the apple in her hand and picked up the mobile phone on the coffee table and handed it to Si Tianmu.

"Your mother."

Si Tianmu opened his eyes and glared at Anyajie: "Our mother."

After correcting the unruly daughter-in-law, he slid down the answer button and called out filially: "Mom."

"Si Tianmu, where did you die?"

"Pfft!" Anyajie hurriedly covered her mouth.

Si Tianmu rolled her eyes and sat up from the sofa.

Zhang Huixin was still yelling on the phone: "Have you been sold to a place where the birds don't shit? It's been so many days, and I haven't seen a single hair of you."

Si Tianmu held the phone away from his ear, and waited for Zhang Huixin to finish his rant before putting the phone to his ear again.

"What's the matter with you, Aunt Zhang, who doesn't have eyesight is making you unhappy again."

"Hmph, can your dad provoke me? It's too late to tease me; your brother can't reach me if he wants to provoke me so far."

"Oh..." Si Tianmu suddenly realized.

"Then I'm the only one left. I'm the one who doesn't have eyes. Tell me, I'm far away from you. How could I be enough to provoke you?"

Anyajie covered her mouth and laughed so that her shoulders trembled. It was such a warm family, and she seemed to be one of them.

Zhang Huixin put her hips on her hips and looked angry: "I'll just ask you, do you still have this family in your eyes, do you still have your mother in your heart, do you know that there is still a woman waiting for you at home."

Si Tianmu took a look at Anyajie and covered his phone with a guilty hand.

Anyajie smiled without saying a word.

"You just went out to discuss business with the president, and the ten days and a half months should be over. Ah, you still sold yourself, and you can't come back."

Si Tianmu touched the tip of his nose in embarrassment, and he was quite surprised: "I have stayed in Ruanrou Township for so many days, but why do I feel like it's only two or three days!"

Zhang Huixin's voice came again from the phone: "Mulan's father went back earlier. These days, Mulan always stays in the room alone and doesn't come out. She only eats a meal like a cat. Two bites."

Zhang Huixin's tone was worried: "I went to deliver food to her today, but she wouldn't open the door no matter how hard I knocked, and kept saying that she was not hungry."

"But I heard her voice was soft and weak, so why don't you come back quickly and take a look. If there's anything wrong with her, I'll see how you explain it to her father."

As Zhang Huixin spoke, she became angry again.

Si Tianmu was also a little anxious, feeling sorry for Murong Lan, who had left her alone for so many days without a single call.

"Mom, is she okay?"

"How do I know, I'm not the roundworm in her stomach, will you come back or not?" Zhang Huixin's temper flared up again.

"Back, back, back now, I'll be the roundworm in her stomach, and I'll ask you what's wrong with her, don't worry."

"Hmph, if your conscience hasn't been eaten by dogs, then hurry up." Zhang Huixin hung up the phone after finishing speaking.

Si Tianmu looked at Anyajie with the phone, and Anyajie smiled: "Go quickly, you really haven't been home for several days."

"Oh, who's little daughter-in-law is so reasonable. Come, I'll give you a bite." Si Tianmu lifted Anyajie's chin and brought her mouth close to her.

Anyajie pressed his face and pushed it aside: "It's not serious, you go."

As soon as Si Tianmu's car came to a complete stop, Zhang Huixin stood by and waited.

"Mom." Si Tianmu greeted her with a smile.

"You still know to come back, you, I thought you didn't know which way the gate of your house opened." Zhang Huixin slapped Si Tianmu on the shoulder.

"Oh, mom, please be gentle, don't hurt your hands." Si Tianmu grinned and rubbed his shoulders.

In the next second, he put his arms around Zhang Huixin's shoulders and walked into the room: "How many times have I told you, don't get angry every now and then, it's easy to grow old."

Zhang Huixin gave her son an angry look: "I get angry when I see you."
"That's fine, I won't make you angry anymore." Si Tianmu let go of Zhang Huixin, turned around and was about to leave.

Zhang Huixin gritted her teeth angrily, raised her hand and grabbed Si Tianmu's ear and walked home.

"Oh, mom, it hurts, let go, your ear fell off." Si Tianmu tilted his head and covered his ears.

Zhang Huixin was unmoved and dragged him all the way home.

Si Tianmu rubbed his red ears and went up to the second floor. He came to the door of Murong Lan's room and knocked on the door.

"Mulan, Mulan, are you in? Open the door."

No one in the room answered.

Si Tianmu knocked again: "Mu Lan, I'm A Mu, please open the door."

"I'm fine." Murong Lan's weak voice came from the room.

Si Tianmu's heart tightened for a moment, he hadn't seen him for a few days, his previously cheerful and worry-free voice was actually weak like this now.

He knocked on the door a few more times, but Murong Lan still didn't open it. Si Tianmu turned around and looked at Zhang Huixin who was behind him with an anxious expression on his face.

"Mom, don't we have a spare key for the room, you go and get it."

"That's right, why did I forget?" Zhang Huixin slapped her head and hurried downstairs.

Zhang Huixin brought the key, and Si Tianmu gently turned the key to open the door of the room. There was no light inside, and it was dark.Through the light outside the door, he could see the drawings all over the ground.

"Mulan?" Si Tianmu walked in.

He heard the sound of sniffling slightly, Si Tianmu turned his head and saw Murong Lan wearing thin pajamas, sitting with her knees hugged by the wall at the door.

She looked up and saw Si Tianmu coming in, she reached out her hand to quickly wipe the tears from the corner of her eyes, and turned her head to the side in aggrieved manner.

Si Tianmu's heart tightened for a moment. Murong Lan, who was still alive and kicking a few days ago, was now pale and sitting on the ground with red eyes, like a wounded kitten hiding in a corner and licking its wound alone.

Si Tianmu half squatted on the ground, stretched out his hand to gently support Murong Lan's head: "Mu Lan, what's wrong with you, why are you sitting on the ground in the cold weather? Get up quickly."

Mu Ronglan didn't move, and looked up at Si Tianmu with her arms around her knees: "You chose her, right? You've been with her these days, right?"

Murong Lan's eyes were red, tears were rolling down, her heart was throbbing, the pain was so painful that she could hardly breathe.

Si Tianmu didn't speak because he didn't know what to say, he didn't want to hurt this woman, but in the end he still hurt her.

When Zhang Huixin came in, she saw Murong Lan sitting on the ground, she was in a hurry: "Mulan, why are you sitting on the ground, what should you do if you have a cold, get up quickly."

Murong Lan buried her head in her knees, crying softly.

Zhang Huixin became angry all of a sudden, and asked Si Tianmu by the ear, "Who are you with? Don't tell me you haven't talked about things outside at all these few days, have you been wrapped up with some vixen again?"

Si Tianmu pushed Zhang Huixin's hand away: "Mom, you go out, I have something to say to Mulan."

After Zhang Huixin was pushed out, Si Tianmu slammed the door shut, but Zhang Huixin's roar could still be heard.

"Si Tianmu, I warn you, don't eat from the bowl and look into the pot. Are you doing anything to Mu Lan? Don't be like your father, he was a philanderer when he was young..."

Si Tianmu wanted to help Murong Lan up, but Murong Lan turned her elbow and avoided it.

Si Tianmu's hand froze in the air, he clenched his fist and retracted it: "Mulan, I'm sorry, I..."

"Ah Mu." Murong Lan looked at Si Tianmu with red eyes.

"Do you really hate me so much? Hate that I abandoned you back then, even if I put down my pride and beg your forgiveness now, you will not be moved?"

"Even running away with your subordinates in front of me, and running for more than ten days, is this revenge?"

Murong Lan's voice choked up: "Do you know how embarrassing I was in front of Qian Bao and the others? Do you know how heartbroken I was? If this was your revenge, wouldn't it be too cruel."

"Of course not." Si Tianmu didn't know why Murong Lan would think so.

"Mulan, I never thought of taking revenge on you. Even the day you told me to break up, I was just angry. I don't have that kind of heart."

"Then why did you treat me like that?" Murong Lan burst into tears again.

"Am I really so sinful that I don't deserve your forgiveness? I have a dream, am I wrong? I want to make myself better, and I want to stand by your side with my head held high."

"Am I wrong?" Murong Lan broke down in tears at the end.

"Mulan." Si Tianmu was speechless, looking at Murong Lan who was in so much pain, he couldn't bear to rub salt on her wound anymore.

"If I lose you because of my ridiculous dream, I'd rather not have any."

Murong Lan was suddenly emotional, stood up abruptly from the ground and rushed to the table, tearing up the design draft on the table.

"I don't want it anymore, it's all because of you guys. I don't want it anymore. I don't want anything. Ah... woo woo woo..." Murong Lan burst into tears uncontrollably.

"Mulan, don't do this." Si Tianmu ran over to hug the crazy Murong Lan.