My rebirth style is wrong [Comprehensive fear]

Su Wanwan couldn't regain consciousness for a long time. After being sent home by Claire, she sat on the sofa in the living room. She didn't regain consciousness until the sound of Mrs. Brown's door opening sounded after dark.

Turning on the light, I found that my daughter was sitting on the sofa without turning on the light. She seemed to be in a bad mood.

Mrs. Brown put away the smile on her face, put down the bread bag she was holding in her arms, stepped forward and touched the top of her daughter's head and asked warmly, "What's the matter, dear, did something bad happen?"

Su Wanwan looked up at her for a long while, then hugged Mrs. Brown's waist wearily, and leaned against her.

Mrs. Brown quietly patted her daughter on the back, giving silent companionship and comfort.

After her emotions calmed down, Su Wanwan said about Tai Li, "She was right in front of us at the time, and suddenly, that's it."

Su Wanwan sighed and looked up at Mrs. Brown: "Mom, we all have to pay attention to safety. I'm really afraid that something like this will happen to us."

Just by imagining it a little bit, she felt her heart ache and she couldn't breathe.

Mrs. Brown stroked her daughter's hair thoughtfully, "Promise Mom, will you stay at home in the near future?"

Mrs. Brown felt that she had a closer understanding and understanding of what the priest said.

The priest once said that her daughter is infinitely close to death, but is always full of vitality.

So it means that accidents often happen around the daughter, but it never hurts the daughter?Whether it was the explosion of the previous oil tanker, the crash of Flight 180, or this car accident, it seems to confirm this statement.

But Mrs. Brown still hopes that her daughter can stay away from these things, worrying that it will cause indelible psychological harm to her daughter.

Su Wanwan also had the same idea, but she was still worried about Claire, so she would call Claire when she went upstairs and returned to her room.

The line was still busy at first, and it took a few minutes to get through.Claire originally thought it was Alex who called back, but when she heard Su Wanwan's voice, she let go of her frowning brows, and chatted in a relaxed tone as much as possible.

Hearing that Su Wanwan was going to stay at home recently, and told her to go out as little as possible, Claire heaved a sigh of relief, and responded with a smile: "Didn't you say before that you would learn to make desserts with flowers recently? Just right, when you succeed in your research , I’ll come find you again.”

Speaking of making fresh flowers and delicacies, Su Wanwan hung up the phone. Su Wanwan went downstairs and took out the glass jar from the refrigerator, soaked it in boiling water and tasted it. The moderate sweetness was filled with the fragrance of roses. Sweet and greasy, followed by sweetness.

The taste is not bad.

Sure enough, the freshest ingredients often only require the simplest processing method.

It happened that Mrs. Brown heard the sound of the door opening next door, and followed her down to check without worry, so Su Wanwan made her a cup too.

"The taste is very good, it is just right for afternoon tea."

Mrs. Brown was very supportive, and the mother and daughter sat at the small round table in front of the French window in the living room drinking tea and chatting with rose sweet tea.

In Su Wanwan's memory, since she came here, even though she was only four years old at the time, Mrs. Brown and Mr. Brown were very patient with her, and they didn't treat her like a child who couldn't understand anything. I will talk about the truth slowly, and I will find opportunities to have an equal and leisurely heart-to-heart talk with her from time to time.

At that time, Su Wanwan, who was full of confusion in her heart, received not only the love of her parents, but also the respect of her friends.

It wasn't until Mr. Brown came back that the chat ended with hugs and kisses and a good night.

At night, after Su Wanwan fell asleep, the originally closed window was gently pushed open, and a gentle wind swept in. In an instant, a black figure appeared beside the bed.

Thinking of today's carelessness that made her see that picture with her own eyes, two wrinkles were creased on the brows under the cloak.

Pursing his lips and thinking for a moment, Thanatos gently covered the corner of the opened quilt for her, walked silently to the door of the room, walked out through the door, and went to the door of the master bedroom next door.

Mr. Brown came back late, washed up, and heard his wife talk about what happened to his daughter today.

By this time the couple hadn't fallen asleep yet.

At this time, voices were faintly heard inside.

After listening for a while, knowing that Mrs. Brown was going to keep the girl at home for a while, Thanatos decided to solve the latest clean-up work as soon as possible.

During the period of pretending to be an ordinary person, Thanatos is also learning how to be a human being, and he also knows that people will have feelings for the death of the same kind. If the person chosen by death is a friend or family member who has feelings for him, he will be even more sad and painful .

This made Thanatos a little embarrassed.

Some of the puppets written on the death list escaped, and at this time, he needed to clean it up himself. This was his job. For thousands of years, he had never tried malfeasance and favoritism.

Fortunately, apart from his family, the girl he likes is very restrained and cherished in his affection. So far, there is only Claire as a friend who can be said to have a good relationship.

With a trace of hesitation and worry, Thanatos' figure collapsed into the dark night in the corridor.

Since fresh flowers are going to be delicious, flowers are naturally indispensable, so Su Wanwan called Thanatos in the morning to ask if there were any flowers in his yard.

This was the first time that Su Wanwan contacted him proactively, and Thanatos was naturally overjoyed, "I originally planned to come to you today, do you want flowers? No problem, I'll send it to you right away."

Even though he only went quietly last night, Thanatos still missed her.

As for the unfinished work, it's okay to put it aside for a while.

In order to make the girl he likes happy, and at the same time to secretly make up for yesterday's carelessness, Thanatos wanted to pick all the flowers in the garden and send them to make her happy. big bouquet.

Hearing the knock on the door, Su Wanwan, who was wearing an apron, came out of the kitchen, and when she opened the door, all she saw was a burst of fiery red.

"Huh?" Su Wanwan's face was almost slapped, she took a step back and looked up to see Thanatos also had a bouquet in her mouth - the bouquet was tied with a ribbon, and he was holding the ribbon.

Meeting her eyes, the man smiled.

It looks silly.

Obviously there is not much expression on his face, but the smile in his eyes is inexplicably flattering.

Su Wanwan chuckled, quickly reached out to take the bundle from his mouth, and moved away sideways, and waited for the person to move in cautiously, then leaned out to look outside, and asked curiously: "Did you come all the way here?"

There was no strange vehicle parked outside.

Thanatos naturally couldn't say that he was directly transferred from the house where he was temporarily staying, so he could only put the flowers on the dining table with his lips pursed, and looked back at her with a shallow smile.

Seeing him like this, Su Wanwan didn't understand why, she looked at him with a smile, and suddenly thought of yesterday's emotion, the light in her eyes moved slightly, she pulled out a delicate red petal from her lowered eyes, took a deep breath, mustered up the courage to raise her eyes Staring at him with fullness, she whispered, "There are so many red roses, are you going to confess your love to me?"

A trace of doubt flashed in Thanatos' eyes, and he opened his mouth to say that he brought so many flowers because she said that she wanted to study fresh flowers and delicacies at home, but she was ashamed by Su Wanwan, who had been prepared for it and kept watching his changing expression, with the bouquet in her hand. He patted his arms angrily, "Don't say that these are all for food! I said, Mr. Tonas, can you date me? Be my boyfriend, not for the delicious food, but because you like mine!"