The day I married my boss

Ruan Ainong was wearing a silk nightgown, with makeup on her face, and her hair was casually gathered by her temples. She didn't look like a 50-year-old, with a kind of lazy beauty.She stood there in a daze for a while before saying, "Come in." Then she asked, "Did you go to your father's place? I heard he's going back to China today."

"Go." Song Feilan said, leaning on a pair of crutches, he landed on the ground and made a light knocking sound, but Ruan Ainong didn't seem to hear or see, just asked him some irrelevant things, I don't know if he forgot She still didn't take it to heart at all, and didn't care about her son's physical condition after he was discharged from the hospital.

Tao Yuan followed Song Feilan with a matcha cake. He didn't come here often, and occasionally sent Song Feilan over and didn't come in. Today was the first time I met Ruan Ainong.He found that Song Feilan had completely inherited his mother's appearance, especially the style of the eyebrows and eyes, but Ruan Ai was thick and beautiful, but Song Feilan showed innocence and kindness.

The 50-year-old Mrs. Ruan still has a charming charm, she stepped aside half a step in the rabbit fleece slippers, and asked Song Feilan: "Who is this?"

"My assistant, Tao Yuan, is very nice." Song Feilan answered her while walking towards the living room with a cane, and when he walked out of the long hallway, he found another person sitting in the room, that was Ruan Ainong The hired legal advisor has known each other since he was very young.Song Feilan smiled and called him, "Uncle Zhao."

"Is Fei Lan discharged from the hospital?" Zhao Yugang said.

"That's right, I didn't expect you to be discharged from the hospital. The doctor said it was scary." Ruan Ainong walked over and sat on the armrest of the sofa next to Song Feilan. Her behavior was casual and frivolous, as if she just thought of caring for her son Yes, and said: "It's good if I can be discharged from the hospital. I'm still discussing with your Uncle Zhao. If you really leave, how can I live alone?"

If a mother really cared about her son's safety, she wouldn't visit the doctor only once a month, and she wouldn't have the mind to put on delicate makeup when her son's life or death was in doubt, date an iron-blooded legal adviser, and discuss How to expose a layer of skin from the big house of the Song family.

The 17-year-old Song Feilan deliberately ignored the first half of her sentence, and only wrote down the second half, saying: "I still want to give you a pension."

Lawyer Zhao flattered: "Fei Lan is really filial."

Ruan Ainong curled up a reserved and charming smile, rubbing Song Feilan's hair lovingly, but said nothing.

Tao Yuan put down the matcha cake in his hand and said, "Mrs. Ruan, this is the cake Mr. Song specially bought for you."

Song Feilan covered the hole in his heart, and said, "Mom, didn't you like this matcha cake the most?"

"Hey, I told you a long time ago that I am getting old and can't eat these high-fat foods. They are all piled up on my stomach and I need to grow swimming rings." Ruan Ainong spoke coquettishly, a 50-year-old But like a shy girl, her posture is a bit contrived.

Zhao Yugang, who was on the opposite sofa, complimented her: "Madam Song belittles herself, your figure has always been standard, so you don't need to be so harsh on yourself."

"You, you're still so good at talking after decades." Ruan Ainong asked the nanny to put the cake in the refrigerator, not knowing when she planned to take a bite out of it.

The two of you come and go and flirt with each other in front of the juniors.

Song Feilan didn't have such a deep knowledge, so the leaky hole couldn't be plugged after all.

He still remembers that when he was eight years old, his elder sister Song Sihui was in high school, and she sneaked away to the wild mountains with her classmates on weekends to play, and almost got lost in the forest.His aunt Cheng Manfang, such a woman who doesn't work hard and can't distinguish grains, can go over mountains and mountains without sleep day and night for her daughter. When she finds Song Sihui, her body will be injured more than her daughter.But even so, she still raised her spirits and scolded Song Sihui with tears in her eyes. While trembling with anger, she hugged her in distress and asked Guaibao if it hurt.

Song Feilan didn't intend to let Ruan Ainong cry in his arms, but she also hoped that she could ask if it hurts.The hole in the heart oozes coolness, slowly spreading to the limbs and bones, sadness and disappointment are like vines with legs, crawling on his face, he really can't hold on, saying: "Mom, I'm going first."

Seeing that his complexion was not right, Tao Yuan came over to help him, Song Feilan stood up on a crutch, and heard Ruan Ainong say, "Is your leg still recovering?"

"Probably, the doctor said that he will fully recover in two months." Song Feilan said as he walked outside with his head down.

Ruan Ainong stopped paying attention to his injuries, and said slowly: "That car accident was definitely not an accident. Those little sluts of the Song family have already planned to kill you!" Said: "Don't listen to it, mom will find a private detective to help you investigate, and then put the evidence in front of your dad, and see if they still..."

Song Feilan suddenly stopped in his tracks, with the corners of his mouth tightly pressed down, the sadness on his face could no longer be restrained, spreading along the cracked smiley mask, he turned his head, looked at her and said: "...You know They wanted to kill me, why did they send me there?" The tears that had been held back for more than ten years finally rushed out: "I secretly came back to look for you, and you sent me back, do you remember how old I was? ?... only six years old!"

Ruan Ainong was taken aback by what he said. She didn't expect Song Feilan, who has always been docile, to resist like this. It took her a long time to realize that her acting skills were natural, and guilt and sadness immediately appeared on her face. Sigh.The pink rabbit fleece slippers jumped a few times happily, walked quickly to Song Feilan, hugged him, patted his back, and said, "Feilan, it's my mother's fault." Gently wiped away the tears on Song Feilan's face with the delicate hand of the businessman, and continued: "But mother is also doing it for your own good. Only by returning to the Song family can we fight for more family property, otherwise your father will not remember the two of us." ?” Seemingly reasonable and affectionate, she tiptoed to kiss her son’s cheek, and said, “He’s almost thirty, why are you still crying in front of mom?”

Song Feilan laughed at himself, and said, "When I was young, I always had hope for the future, but I never thought that after more than ten years, you still haven't changed at all." He took a step back, out of Ruan Ainong's embrace, Wiping away tears with his sleeve, he said to Tao Yuan, "Let's go."

Tao Yuan came to help him, and the two walked to the car side by side, Ruan Ainong was still standing in the doorway watching him.Song Feilan didn't speak anymore, the car started, and it was slowly leaving the gate of the community. Tao Yuan held the steering wheel with one hand, and handed him the tissue with the other hand.

Song Feilan took it, tears and snot flowing together, he cried very sadly, very sloppy, kept his mouth tightly shut, just crying.

Tao Yuan pursed his lips and glanced at him through the car mirror, not knowing how to comfort him.

The car was driving slowly on the road, and the snow when it came had already spread a thin layer of frost on the ground, and the place where it was stained with footprints turned into mud.Song Feilan gradually stopped crying, and looked out of the window. The pedestrians on the street were in a hurry, and they were all travelers eager to go home.

When the car reached the apartment building, Song Feilan got out of the car on crutches, and said to Tao Yuan, "Brother Tao, goodbye."

He has just experienced a violent shock. In this accident, the hope he relied on for survival collapsed. The feelings that he once thought were connected by blood were only touched by the sharp essence at this time. It turned out that everything was his wishful thinking. , This feeling is not just exhaustion, but also blank despair.

Tao Yuan didn't answer his words, parked the car in the parking space, and went upstairs with him.

Song Feilan was so silent for the first time since waking up, making Tao Yuan almost think that he had recovered his memory.

Both of them were hungry, and Tao Yuan threw the matcha cake into the trash can downstairs. He opened the refrigerator door and looked, and it was empty as expected. There were only a few packs of instant noodles in the locker .Song Feilan still had reason, stood at the door of the kitchen and said, "Brother Tao, don't bother, let's order takeaway."

Tao Yuan looked up at him, and discovered for the first time that there was an indescribable thing called hope in people's eyes. When it was there, Song Feilan could put on three legs and smile happily no matter how miserable he was, but when it was gone...

Tao Yuan looked at Song Feilan, and instinctively wanted to save this little boy who was only 17 years old at heart. The 28-year-old Mr. Song built a wall with indulgence, and wrapped his scarred heart airtightly. If he was 17 years old, someone would pull him out when he felt despair for the first time, and he would still be the same as later ?

Seeing that he didn't speak, Song Feilan thought he didn't hear, and repeated it again, saying: "I'm going to call for takeaway, what do you want to eat?"

"Don't order takeaway, I'll do it." Tao Yuan looked at him and said.

"Don't bother, you've been tired all day, take a break, and there's nothing here." Song Feilan had already moved into the living room with a cane, and picked up his phone.

As Tao Yuan walked out, he put on his coat and said, "Wait for me for 10 minutes." He walked out the door with a pair of long legs.

Song Feilan stood alone in the living room. As soon as the people around him left, the cold wind groped along the corridor and blew into his heart.However, before being sad for half a minute, Tao Yuan came back again, ran two steps, saw him still standing there, and said, "You...you go to the kitchen to boil the water, will you?"

Song Feilan glanced at him blankly, froze for a moment, and said, "Yes."

"Go, don't think about it, I'll be right back." Tao Yuan paused, and added: "Don't do anything else, just boil water, use an electric kettle."

Song Feilan leaned on crutches and slowly moved into the kitchen before realizing that Tao Yuan was just afraid that he would be overwhelmed, right?He was stunned for a while, filled the kettle with water and pressed the switch, and stood by and watched until he heard the sound of popping in the kettle, and the door opened accordingly. Tao Yuan seemed to have just finished a [-]-meter sprint, holding A handful of shallots and a box of eggs, panting and holding on to the shoe cabinet to change into slippers, sweat was still hanging on his forehead when he walked to the kitchen.

Song Feilan looked at him, and Tao Yuan asked, "Is the water boiling?"

"Open." Song Feilan said.

"Is it okay to eat instant noodles? Stew the eggs..." Before he finished speaking, he was thrown into his arms and hugged. Song Feilan buried his face on his shoulders, wrapped his arms tightly around his waist, and let out a light sigh. The sound of soft sobbing.Tao Yuan was stunned for two seconds, hesitating for a while with his hands, and then put his hands on his back, stroked him lightly, and asked, "The water is boiling, how many eggs do you want to eat?"