Bow down willingly as a child

Shang Xuyan had a personality of being one-sided, he couldn't talk about it, but he really went out for morning exercise the next morning, and didn't say a word to Bai Kangzhe.

Bai Kangzhe was stubborn, Shang Xuyan refused to accompany him, right?

He goes by himself!

After Shang Xuyan brought it back in the morning, there was no sign of Bai Kangzhe at home, and the suitcase next to the shoe cabinet was gone. Bai Kangzhe really went on a trip by himself.

Wiping sweat with a towel, I accidentally found a note on the glass table.

Taking a closer look, a pattern that can be called a grimace is barely drawn on it with thick and thick lines.

There is also a word marked in English next to it: Idiot!

Throwing it into the trash can, this idiot, if you want to scold him and still use English, do you really think he can't understand?

He raised his hand and looked at his watch. It was nine o'clock, and there was an hour left.

Sent a message to Mo Yuwen: After watching the promotional video in the afternoon, I will reply to you.

I took out a brand new set of leisure clothes and walked into the bathroom. After taking a shower, I stayed at home for more than ten minutes before slowly going out.

business house.

"Master, you are back."

The nannies had a smile on their faces. The normally deserted business houses looked particularly lively today, probably because they were more popular. The nannies seemed to be in a good mood.

This is also the reason why so many people come back.

And often on this day, Shang Xuyan is more gloomy than usual, and the nannies are very knowledgeable about current affairs, and they will never kick Shang Xuyan's board today.

Beautifully tied calamus and mugwort leaves are hung on the door behind the garden. The stale leaves are dark yellow, and the calamus is slightly curled.

Such a scene made Shang Xuyan a little dazed, and the bunch of plants in front of him made him confused about time.

how many years?

ten years? 20 years?

It's been so long that I can't remember clearly, there is only this day every year, and the house is full of excitement.

His heart is cold.

"Eldest young master is back."

There was a sound of surprise in the room, and a man who looked like a housekeeper came out, with gray hair on the sideburns and bald hair on the top.

"Uncle Fang."

Only he is Shang Xuyan's only warmth at home.

For many days and nights since childhood, it was Uncle Fang who accompanied him to sleep, told him stories, patted his shoulder and said: Don't be afraid, Uncle Fang is here, go to sleep.

"Hey, young master, I haven't seen you in a year, how are you?"

Uncle Fang touched his arms, the muscles were still very strong, it seemed that he had exercised well.

That's good.

"I'm very good."

Shang Xuyan wanted to ask him if he was okay, but he couldn't say such a delicate greeting because he was not good at words. Thinking that Uncle Fang was not doing well, he would not tell him about those things, so he chose to remain silent.

"Let's go into the house, the lady and the master are both in the house!"

"All there?"

Uncle Fang nodded: "They are all here."

Suddenly remembered something, Uncle Fang added: "Oh, by the way, except for the young master, he has few vacations, so he can't say he will come back."

"Ah."

Young Master, his half-brother.

"Xu Yan is back?"

A female voice like a yellow oriole resounded in the room. Chen Shuzhen, who was making rice dumplings with the nanny, washed her hands and greeted her.

Yes, this is the mother he only sees once a year, the mother he doesn't talk about.

I am busy in that poor and dark slum every year, and I only come back to this glamorous home every year on the Dragon Boat Festival to fulfill my mother's responsibility.

Shang Xuyan would rather that she never come back, and not give him a little bit of so-called maternal love like pity.

"Mom made you a suit this year and tailored it by yourself. Didn't you say that your mother's handwork is good, take it to see if it fits well?"

Chen Shuzhen pointed to an old and faded plastic bag on the sofa, with a kind smile on her face.

It took her a year to save money to buy fabrics.

Shang Xuyan didn't even look at it, and said coldly: "I can't wear it, let your son wear it."

Her face turned pale instantly.