When Laozhai called, Ling Yansen was registering for a pregnant women's forum.
He quickly took out his cell phone and pressed it tightly under the strong sleeves of his suit. He turned around and looked back. She was leaning on the pillow, her head tilted to one side, her mouth slightly open, breathing heavily, and her eyes closed.
The book in his hand fell crookedly to his knees, and the pages were wrinkled.
He breathed a sigh of relief, glanced at the caller ID, and frowned with his dark eyebrows. Without thinking, he pressed the phone. When he got up from the chair, his back was a little sore. He thought he had been sitting for too long, and the wooden chair was so hard.
I didn't even think about putting a seat cushion on it.
No, he has to ask Sister-in-law Wu to get one for her. This woman is so bad at taking care of herself!
Thinking, Gao Jun's tall and straight body walked over, blocking the large warm light, and the slender shadow cast on a small face as white as jade, moving slowly.
He walked to the bed and sat down, gently removed the book she was holding, straightened her crooked little head, flattened the pillow for her, and then let her lie down on it. Her face felt so soft,
Just like glutinous rice balls, soft and tender, you can't bear to take your hands off when you touch it. At this moment, I have slept very well, and my cheeks are pink, as if I have applied a light honey, sweet, lining the fine lines of my skin.
The fine hairs look like newly hatched chicks. People can't help but treat them with care and take care of them. They are afraid of falling when they hold them in their hands.
He quietly looked at her peaceful sleeping face, her eyes were soft, her face was always cold and hard, and its contours had also softened.
Just looking at her like this, he couldn't help but pray that time would slow down. It was too difficult for him to seek peace and detail in his life, and no matter what, he couldn't bear to let these beautiful things slip through the gaps between his fingers.
He is not a peaceful man by nature. He has a heavy burden on his shoulders and is suitable for chasing waves in the storm. But in fact, he longs for a peaceful harbor. He has been wandering for too long and is exhausted physically and mentally. Unfortunately, no one knows.
Just like mother, she never knows and never wants to know what he is thinking. Mother only cares about what he should and should not do.
His eyes were narrowed, dull and gloomy, and the depression between his eyebrows became more and more hasty. He finally couldn't bear to look at the person on the bed. He stood up, gently turned off the light and walked out. He closed the door tightly and sighed heavily.
The sound of footsteps moved from one end of the corridor to the other.
On the huge terrace, the night wind was miserable, the gauze curtains were floating, and the metasequoia in the backyard downstairs stood silently, just like his tall and thin back, standing upright, with a sense of loneliness in the uprightness.
Ling Yansen took out his cell phone and called back. He never called Xu Suyun's personal cell phone. If something happened, he would always call the landline in his old house. It was not because of anything else, but because his good mother never used her private cell phone to call him.
He called her so much that his son didn't even know his mother's cell phone number.
A bitter smile filled his lips, and he raised his voice and ordered the servant, "Ask mother to answer the phone."
"Come back right now!" Xu Suyun's cold voice soon came from the phone. Ling Yansen knew her trick. She was standing next to the phone, forcing the servant to answer the phone.
She will not appear until he asks her to appear.
My mother has always had many problems, even when she was young.
Ling Yansen rubbed his eyebrows, and a vein popped out at his temple. He kept his tone calm and said, "Mom, it's a little late now. It's better to do it tomorrow or the day after tomorrow..."
"Ayan, you know my temper, come back soon, I have something to tell you!" Xu Suyun was very arrogant, or she was surprisingly cold and arrogant only when dealing with Ling Yansen.
Ling Yansen raised his head, and his long sigh was drowned in the endless dark night. The stars above his head were mottled, and the moon was covered by dark clouds and could not come out, just like a fire that was suffocating in his chest and could not be easily released.
He knew why his mother was anxious to let him go back. It was because she knew that he didn't want to go back. In fact, she could ask him on the phone and teach him a lesson, but his mother was cruel and her methods were clever. She knew that he was afraid.
Facing the memorial tablets of her father and eldest brother, she had to let him go back. Her own strength was limited and she couldn't suppress him, so she had to rely on the two dead people to suppress him.
He smiled solemnly, and the smile on his cheeks looked a little sad, but in the end, he didn't say anything, hung up the phone, turned around gloomily, lazily buttoned up his cufflinks, and went downstairs.
Sister-in-law Wu was looking up at him. She had been waiting at the stairs for an unknown amount of time. Maybe she heard his voice on the phone.
He frowned again, "Wu Ma, go and see if Ah Wu is woken up? If she is, just give her a few words of comfort. She has been sleepy recently, so she needs to make sure she gets enough sleep."
Sister-in-law Wu looked at him intently, feeling sour in her heart. The young master's life was difficult, and his wife treated him too harshly. She had a hand in many decisions, which made the young master often feel bad and tired. These things, she
A servant knows this all too well. Now that the young mistress is pregnant, the madam will not let the young master have a good life.
Sister-in-law Wu sighed and quickly suppressed the pity and sympathy in her eyes. For fear that the young master would see her, she just said in a low voice, "Master, I didn't tell anyone about the young mistress's pregnancy."
Ling Yansen paused for a moment, and his handsome features had a layer of vicissitudes of life that was very inconsistent with his age. His voice sounded very tired, "Wu Ma, I know it's not you. My mother's hands and eyes are as wide as the sky. I don't know today, but she will be tomorrow.
knew."
"I really don't understand why Madam would do this to you..." Sister-in-law Wu was angry, and her heart was also towards her young master.
Ling Yansen smiled desolately, his eyes dark with coldness, "Okay! Go up and see her!"
With that said, she took the car keys on the coffee table and strode out. There were only two wall lamps turned on in the entire hall, and the light was a little dim. Sister-in-law Wu looked at Ling Yansen's back, tall and tall, with not too broad shoulders, and thin but
It was still strong, but it was slightly arched out of habit, as if suppressed by too many things, which always gave her the urge to cry.
The car was driving very fast, racing wildly on the highway. Even in the surveillance area, Ling Yansen kept pressing the accelerator.
Feeling depressed, he just wanted to get over it quickly and return to her so that he could calm down.
The car was parked on the large lawn in front of the old house.
It is said to be an old house, but it is actually a piece of land of several hectares passed down from the Ling family's ancestors. It has been abandoned and used as a tomb for the Ling family's ancestors. Three years ago, Ling Yansen found someone and spent a year to build an old-style house.
Antique courtyard house.
Ling Yansen picked up the copper ring on the door and knocked.