Quick time travel is difficult for a scholar

When Wen Rumo arrived at the palace full of joy, the concierge still didn't let Wen Rumo in. Wen Rumo didn't care at first, but when Mrs. Pianpian stood in front of Wen Rumo, Wen Rumo found that he was actually a little Nervous, although he has seen this lady before, but this time is different after all.

With thousands of words prepared in his heart, he made up his mind to persuade her, but all Wen Rumo's words were choked in his throat when the woman knelt in front of him.

"Painter Wen, I am very grateful for your teaching to Hao Xiang. You will be a teacher for a day and a father for life. We, mother and son, will always remember your kindness. I just hope that you will not come to him again in the future."

Kneeling on the ground was his daughter-in-law's mother, begging himself not to come to Haoxiang again, Wen Rumo only found it ironic that being a teacher for one day and being a father for life, is this reminding him of his relationship with Haoxiang?Wen Rumo looked at the woman in front of him. If it was someone else, he would have thousands of ways to deal with it, but she was not someone else.

Wen Rumo didn't flinch, and looked at the woman on the ground with a pair of cold eyes. He knew that this was someone Haoxiang cared about, and he was willing to respect him, but if she wanted to use these to ask Wen Rumo to give up Haoxiang, it would definitely not possible.

Wen Rumo only felt that his heart was extremely cold and hard. He was willing to deal with these people just because he cared, but none of this could compare to the person who had been with him for several lifetimes.

"You know this is impossible, madam, you should get up, Haoxiang will be unhappy if he sees you like this." Wen Rumo stood there looking at the woman, bent down and reached out to support him.

"Don't beg you, that's my child. I can't watch him make mistakes again and again, and get stabbed in the back in the future. Please! Please let Haoxiang go! I only hope that he will marry an ordinary wife and live again." A few children, safe life." Pianpian avoids the outstretched hand of the person in front of her, kneels on the ground and begs, she knows her son too well, she can't watch him destroy herself, as long as this person is no longer entangled, Haoxiang will also There is no other way, everything will be fine.

"I said it's impossible, madam is too excited now, I'll come back later!" Wen Rumo didn't want to entangle with Pianpian anymore, her words stuck in his heart, marriage and having children, he would never allow it, stay longer Going on, Wen Rumo really didn't know what he would do.

"No, you have to promise me, don't come here again, let him go!" Seeing the person in front of her about to leave, Pianpian threw herself on her lap, her humbleness is not at all like the wife of the palace, she is a prostitute. Those who grew up in middle school, as long as they can make their son well, these are nothing. She just needs this person to stay far away from her son. If she misses today, she doesn't know when she will have another chance.

"You..." Wen Rumo didn't want to argue with her, after all, she was Hao Xiang's biological mother, it would be unseemly to go on like this, he stretched out his hand to tear off his robe, accidentally tripped over Pian Pian, and knocked her whole body on the floor on the ground.

"you……"

"Mother, are you okay!" Haoxiang managed to climb over the wall and ran out, and saw his mother kneeling in a low voice, his blood surged up all of a sudden, he rushed over without thinking, and happened to see Wen Ru Mo pushed his mother to the ground, rushed over and pushed Wen Rumo away.

Wen Rumo originally had his back to Hao Xiang, but he didn't check for a while, and was pushed down by his whole body, hitting the ground fiercely, the sudden pain made his face turn pale, and thin beads of sweat flowed from him. The sideburns protrude.

Haoxiang didn't see it, all he could see was his mother being pushed by Wen Rumo, and his cold and ruthless profile when facing his mother.

Haoxiang had sworn since he was a child that he would never let his mother be favored by others, but after so long, they still have to live in the mansion watching Fujin's face. Before, his mother begged Ama and Fujin because of her own affairs. .Now he humbly pleads in front of the person he likes, thinking of this person's attitude towards his mother, Haoxiang wonders if this person really cares about him?

Once seeing him being cold and arrogant towards others, Haoxiang secretly felt refreshed in his heart, but now that it was his mother, Haoxiang only had pain in his heart, he should look down on his mother!

"Why did you come out!" Pianpian watched her son come out, a little flustered, on the one hand, she didn't want her son to see herself begging others like this, on the other hand, he was afraid that his son would continue to be stubborn when he saw Wen Rumo.

"Mother, it's okay, get up!" Haoxiang didn't answer. He originally wanted to ask this person to clarify, but now it seemed that there was no need. He carefully helped his mother up, and saw that her hands were covered with The bloodstains on the ground were full of distress, so he wrapped her in a handkerchief, and then turned to look at Wen Rumo who was still sitting on the ground.

His face was a little pale, and Haoxiang couldn't help wondering if this person was in pain from a fall. He was most afraid of pain on weekdays. Then he saw his mother with a worried face, and looked at this person's calm eyes. Cold, he clenched his fists fiercely, forcing himself to calm down.

"Don't come to me again!" After saying these words, Haoxiang seemed to have exhausted all his strength, and his heart seemed to be dug out by someone. Looking at Wen Rumo's unbelievable expression, and his mother's happy expression Haoxiang turned around and helped his mother to leave, he was afraid that he would be hard-hearted if he watched it any longer.

"Are you serious?" The voice of the person behind was still in the same tone, as calm as ever.

Haoxiang smiled sarcastically, his steps paused, he didn't look back, he looked at his mother who was holding him tightly, this was his mother who had been dependent on him for more than ten years, how could he be so cruel, to ruin his mother for a man .

"I have my own responsibility, I won't mess around with you any longer, go find someone who can mess around with you!" Hao Xiang didn't know how he finished this sentence, he just followed his mother's footsteps numbly , The people behind were silent, did not explain, did not retain.

Wen Rumo just watched this person walk away step by step, until he gradually faded out of his sight, maybe he was wrong all along, Wen Rumo had some doubts, could that person be his Ayan?His Ayan was never willing to let himself get hurt, and never left a shadow of himself.

Maybe he was wrong all along, maybe these people have the same soul, but they have different lives, different personalities, different emotions, just like he is just Haoxiang, Haoxiang who can put everything down for his mother, not The Su Yan who could put down everything for Wen Rumo, the Su Yan who protected him, and the Li Yan at the very beginning, Wen Rumo only felt that his heart was in chaos. Maybe they were never the same. wrong.

Wen Rumo looked at the direction the person was leaving, and sat for a long time until the pain in his hands became numb, then slowly propped himself up, and moved step by step towards the other direction of the alley, he still couldn't figure it out .

In a narrow alley, two people who were once close to each other left in different directions.The alley, which was still somewhat popular, slowly became empty. The sun cast a shadow on the three-foot road, leaving only a dark red on the ground, dazzling and cold.

……

Three years passed in a flash, Haoxiang led his mother to move out of the turbulent house, his ama finally couldn't bear to separate them, and his mother would no longer have to look at people's faces!

"Mother, how happy are you? You don't have to look at people's faces anymore! From now on, I will take care of you!" Hao Xiang dragged his mother and watched their small yard.

Pianpian looked at the son with a playful smile in front of her, her heart ached, and she couldn't help the tears from her eyes, "When Liu Niang's child is born, you can go find him!"

The smile on Haoxiang's face became stiff, and then returned to its original state, "I said we're okay, but it's okay!"

Pianpian looked at the 20-year-old young man, the original youthfulness had faded from his face, this child had grown up, every time he saw his shadow standing alone under the eaves, Pianpian felt a pain in his heart.It is said that mother and child are connected, he knows that although his son is smiling every day, he is never happy.

Pianpian didn't speak any more, and the two were silent all the way.

After Haoxiang sent his mother back to the room, he came to the study by himself. The sycamore tree at the door of the study was full of branches and leaves, casting mottled shadows. Haoxiang lay down on the recliner under the tree, looking at the lush treetops in a trance Someone once told him to plant a phoenix tree at the door of their study because he wanted to raise a little phoenix. He also said that his little phoenix had a bad temper. He said...

"Hey! Hey! What are you doing in broad daylight?" The blue-robed youth kicked the reclining chair, flickered the fan in his hand, poured a cup of tea from the stone table next to him, and gulped it down.

"How about it, brother, isn't it interesting!" He said and threw a folding fan on the table, motioning Haoxiang to look at it.

"Look, Master Wen's calligraphy, I spent a lot of effort and bought it in a small house!"

Haoxiang sat up, picked up the folding fan in his hand and looked at it, and couldn't help but use his fingertips to trace the elegant and majestic handwriting on the fan.

Duolong looked at it and rolled his eyes, "I said what are you doing, a broken fan."

He bit the broken words very hard, in fact, he was very heartbroken, okay, just a few broken words, he was cheated into a house.But he really envied this painter Wen very much. His paintings were very famous back then. After he sealed his pen three years ago, those paintings were worth a lot of gold. Now it is just a few words, which is a price that others can't even imagine.

But looking at his friends, Duo Long felt a little bit resentful that iron could not be made into steel. You said that their stories were so popular back then, and he was curious about how these two people got together. In the end, within a few days, Wen Rumo abandoned his friend and left After arriving in the capital, Haoxiang was really silent for a while, he didn't speak every day, and he was so thin that he almost lost his human shape. This year, he gradually recovered, but it seemed that he still couldn't let it go.

Duolong sighed, his good friend didn't look like a mother-in-law, so why did he become like this when he met Wen Rumo.Duolong watched Haoxiang staring at the fan in a daze, and interrupted him hastily, as long as this person thought of Wen Rumo, he would be abnormal.

"I said, when will my little nephew come out, and then I will give him a big golden lock."

Haoxiang was stunned for a moment, and then lowered his eyes, "I guess it will be two months later."

"I said, forget it, you have children, why do you still want to do those things in the past." Duolong shook his head seriously.

"Maybe!" Hao Xiang's voice was very low, and Duo Long couldn't hear his feelings.

"Okay, don't think too much about it. I asked my father to get a few famous posters of Nanshan Academy. Anyway, Zhao Cheng and the others will go too. We will go there to study and study, and you can relax."

"Academy." Haoxiang looked at Duolong curiously. Of course he had heard of Nanshan Academy, one of the four major academies, but this guy is not a person who loves to learn, and he took the initiative to go to the academy.

Seeing Haoxiang's curious eyes, Duolong smiled mysteriously without explaining, "Are you just talking or not?"

"Go!" Haoxiang touched the fan handle, Jiangnan!Then he laughed at himself.