brother, it's mine

Chapter 9 Different Ways (15)

On the second day, after a night's rest, everyone's spirits were relatively better. Bai Yulan got up early and started making soup for Lin Shaoyu who was lying in the hospital. Zhang Ma got up early every day, so she helped Bai Yulan Start in the kitchen.

But there was another person who got up very early, and that was the kid Lin Shaofeng.

As soon as he got home yesterday, he ran to bed and went to sleep obediently, so that he could go to the hospital early today to see his brother. Because the sky is only dawn, the sun is only rising, and there are only three people who wake up in the huge Lin family.

After Lin Shaofeng washed and dressed himself in the room, he was going to sit in the dining room, and waited for Zhang Ma to finish breakfast so that he could go to the hospital early.

When I got out of the room, I found someone in the kitchen, and the child was still a little sleepy. He walked to the door of the kitchen with his head drooping, and looked inside in a daze. It was Bai Yulan and Mama Zhang.

"Mother Zhang, cook some more porridge. If Shaoyu feels that the soup is getting boring, you can have some white porridge."

Bai Yulan stood beside the casserole on the fire and gave instructions. After hearing this, Mama Zhang honestly washed the rice and prepared to cook porridge.

Lin Shaofeng was a little confused at the moment. Bai Yulan's hurtful words two days ago made him and his mother less like a mother and child. Now the child was confused and said naturally: "Mom, wait a minute Can't you go to the hospital to see your brother?"

Lin Shaofeng tried to call Bai Yulan her mother, but it took a while for Bai Yulan to realize that this was also her "child".

Bai Yulan couldn't be kind, so she could only say "Yes" very calmly. This scene fell into Zhang Ma's eyes, and Zhang Ma's heart skipped a beat, and thoughts that shouldn't have popped up unstoppably— —

Was Lin Shaofeng born to Magnolia? !

But also think about it, Zhang Ma naturally would not think that this random thought will come true in the future.

And coincidentally, as soon as Bai Yulan said indifferently "Yes", the phone rang, took out the phone in her pocket, looked at the number Bai Yulan frowned and answered.

"Ma'am, the young master has been crying for you, and I can't persuade you at all."

Mary's voice came from the other side of the earth, and at the same time she could hear Lin Shaoxuan's crying, which made Magnolia's heart ache.

The phone was handed to Lin Shaoxuan, and the child's soft voice cried out, "When will you come back, Mommy? I miss you so much!"

As soon as the youngest son's voice entered her ears, Bai Yulan was so distressed that she was about to shed tears. This was her most beloved youngest son, who had been with her since birth and had never been away for such a long time.

Bai Yulan spoke softly, her face was full of distress, and she answered Lin Shaoxuan's words with as much patience as she needed, persuading, coaxing, comforting, and promising to play one by one, and the expression on her face was really anxious to fly back to the United States immediately , flew to the younger son.

Mama Zhang didn't pay much attention to these things, she was so hurt by the child Lin Shaoyu, she was all focused on washing rice and cooking porridge, how could she take care of the young master's body during this time, so only Lin Shaofeng saw Bai Yulan's series of performances inside.

The child who had lost weight and was no longer as plump as before stared blankly at the changes in his mother before and after, thinking in his heart that his mother was not indifferent, distant, or even that horrible "I hope he will die" in the hospital. Mother.

So did my mother.

Gentle, loving, patient, and loving with his children.

Only that kid wasn't him.

Lin Shaofeng didn't say anything, he backed away quietly and left the kitchen, the two adults in the kitchen didn't care, Bai Yulan was still holding the phone and feeling sorry for her son, Zhang Ma started to cook rice porridge.

It's almost late autumn, and the sunshine brought by the rising sun doesn't seem to have the blazing and bright feeling that the sun should have, but it is cold and cold like winter is approaching.

Under such morning light, Lin Shaofeng sat blankly alone in the dining room with floor-to-ceiling windows facing the garden.

He looked out of the floor-to-ceiling windows, all the trees were withered, and the flowers were gone. Everything seemed to indicate a kind of helplessness and sadness that everything was about to perish.

"cold……"

Lin Shaofeng curled up and muttered to himself. He looked at the scenery outside the window again, and in his eyes was a kind of desolation from the beginning of life.

"elder brother……"

"I miss you so much."

Lin Shaofeng closed his eyes and said softly.

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By the way, this chapter is so short and concise, the author, do you want to die!

Xia Zhi could only explain with tears...Ka Wenka's death is about to swell... It turned out that the feeling of feeling like running water was gone for some reason, and every time I read it, I felt like vomiting Is there a (#‵′) bump in a mouthful of blood

Woohoo...could it be that winter is coming and the author's inspiration is dying along with it...

Above, the author explains the reason for the shortness of the text in a harmless manner...

Also, thank you very much for Haishuilanlan's evaluation vote, and the flowers sent by the baby before, here is another mouthful~MUA~

PS: The evaluation given by Lanlan is so high, Xia Zhi is so embarrassed... O(∩_∩)O

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