Mrs. Cultivation Notes

Chapter 212 You Are Too Old, You Can’t Be Called Big Brother Anymore
An Xiran held the newspaper and stared at the photo on it.

It was torn to pieces in an instant, and his face was full of ferocity and hatred.

Outside the door were Mrs. An's yelling and knocking on the door.

"Xiran, Xiran, don't be afraid, come out and let's find a solution together." The shouts outside became more urgent.

An Xiran seemed to be completely deaf, curled up beside the bed, looking at the broken newspaper, and could vaguely see the photo on it.

Clenched hands tightly.
An Zeyuan took the spare key and came in. Mrs. An didn't care about the debris on the ground.

He rushed over, hugged An Xiran tightly, tears were all over his collapsed face.

"Xiran, don't scare your mother, please, Xiran!"

An Xiran let her hold her, and ignored Mrs. An without saying a word.

For several days in a row, An Xiran was in a mood.

He didn't eat, didn't say a word, and stayed in the room all day.

Mrs. An was worried all day, how could she think of agreeing to Xiaonuan's birthday party.

On the seventh day of July, there is already a strong festive atmosphere on the streets.

Couples can be seen everywhere in the streets and alleys.

Xiao Nuan walked on the street, kicking the pebbles on the side of the road, walking slowly.

It is incompatible with the bustle of the street.

"Phew, it's fine if the person who celebrated my birthday didn't come back, and he didn't even bring me a present!" He complained angrily in a low voice.

As soon as I looked up, I met a long shadow drawn by the lamp.

Yan Qingchen stood under the lamplight and looked at her with a smile. There was a deep and beautiful smile on his cold face.

Xiao Nuan was taken aback, thinking that she was hallucinating.

Until I heard that voice, "We haven't seen each other for a few days, so we don't know each other?"

Xiao Nuan was excited and swooped into his arms.

If it wasn't for Yan Qingchen's great strength, he might be able to knock people back.

"It's not a few days, it's fourteen days, nine hours and 35 minutes." There was excitement in the voice.

Yan Qingchen repaid her tightly, leaned over and whispered in her ear, "I miss you too, every moment."

After a while, Xiao Nuan was a little bit willing to come out of his arms, "Why are you back? Didn't you say that things have changed, and you need to delay for a while?"

Yan Qingchen, "I took a flight and drove back overnight. I have to leave tomorrow morning, otherwise I won't be in time!"

Xiaonuan raised her eyes and saw that there were bloodshot eyes in his eyes, as if he had been suffering for a long time.

"Yan Qingchen, you are a big fool. You worked so hard to get back all night, how tired you are!"

Yan Qingchen pinched her face, "If I don't come back, how can I live for you?"

"I don't mind!" Xiaonuan was a little embarrassed.

Yan Qingchen bowed his head affectionately and said, "I mind, I hope that you will have me participate in every festival and every important day of yours. No matter in the past or in the future."

People who were not sentimental at first became a little sad when they heard Yan Qingchen's words.

Her parents both forget about her birthday, busy taking care of their adopted daughter.Not even a simple greeting!

Fortunately, she has a man who can reach the whole world.

Xiaonuan, who was full of food and drink, was walking on the street with Yan Qingchen with her belly upright.

When I met a little girl selling flowers, I tried my best to sell them on tiptoe, "Uncle, buy a flower for my sister!"

Yan Qingchen's voice became cold when he heard the uncle.

"What did you call me?"

The little girl smiled sweetly, "Uncle?"

Unwilling to give up, Yan Qingchen showed the little girl the hand he was holding, "What do you call her?"

"Sister!" The little girl thought about it carefully and replied persistently.

"Uncle, buy a rose for sister!"

Yan Qingchen's face was as black as dark clouds.

"we do not need!"

He took Xiaonuan and left, and put a silver dollar in her flower basket by the way.

The little girl held the silver dollar, "Thank you uncle!"

Turn around and thank you politely.

Yan Qingchen turned his head, and said earnestly and persistently, "Brother!"

The little girl frowned, feeling aggrieved, "Uncle, you are too old to be called brother!"

Yan Qingchen only wanted to snatch the silver dollars back from her hand.

Xiaonuan laughed out loud!

All the way back, the couples on the side of the road were all holding roses, and Xiao Nuan felt sour.

Hmph, a man who doesn't know how to behave, even if he has all the money, he won't buy her a single rose.

When I got back to the small western building, it was pitch black and no one was at home.

Xiao Nuan fumbled to turn on the light, "It's so dark!"

Yan Qingchen held her back, "Be careful, the light is broken."

Xiao Nuan tripped over something and was taken aback.

"what?"

Yan Qingchen stretched out his hand to hold her calmly, "It's okay, the chair! I'll carry you up!" He simply held her in his arms and went upstairs.

Reaching out to open the door, Xiao Nuan smelled the strong fragrance of roses, and Yan Qingchen reached out to turn on the light.

The roses all over the floor covered the whole room and even the bed.

Yan Qingchen put her down and said affectionately, "Happy birthday!"

Looking at it, Xiao Nuan seemed to understand why he didn't buy her a rose.

Because she already has a house full of roses.

Embracing him tightly, "Such a beautiful sea of ​​flowers, why didn't you give it to me before?"

"Rose represents love, my little girl can only give it to her when she grows into a big girl!"

Xiaonuan jumped on him enthusiastically, took his lips and kissed him fiercely, "Happy birthday, my patron saint!"

Yan Qingchen purposely fell down, rolled her around again, and kissed her shallowly one after another.

Xiao Nuan exclaimed, "My rose!"

Yan Qingchen held her face in both hands, "Concentrate!" At this moment, he still had the mind to care about these broken flowers, so he lowered his head and kissed her again.

Throughout the night, Xiao Nuan wandered in the sea of ​​flowers.

When I got up in the morning, my side was empty, and I touched the other side of the quilt.

It's already cold, maybe it's been a long time.

Wei Wei sighed, "You just left, and I started to miss you!"

When he got up and went down, he found that the living room was full of presents.

Packages of various colors and sizes were piled up from the stairs to the door.

Tangxi smiled happily, "Little madam, the second master said this is your birthday present this year."

"There are so many, he must have bought all the stores!"

Randomly pick it up and take it apart, there are all kinds of things inside.

The priceless sapphire bracelet, the immortal hydrangea, the cactus cup, the not-so-expensive crystal ball, and the beautiful dress she went shopping at the beginning of the year.

The pieces were of different sizes, but they were all things she wanted or inadvertently talked about.

They were all recorded by Yan Qingchen.

Some even she can't remember when she said it.

After unpacking a day's presents, my back hurts.

Tangxi and Chi Ruo cleaned up the mess of the day for her.

Tangxi and Chi Ruo supported her numb legs, and before she could stand still, she saw Mrs. An rushing in with red eyes.

Filled with fear and helplessness, "Xiao Nuan, Xi Ran committed suicide!"

Xiao Nuan was instinctively startled.

But I heard Mrs. An say that fortunately, she didn't take much sleeping pills, so she came back after being rescued.

Immediately, he understood that this was An Xiran's style. There was a lot of thunder and rain, and he cried and made trouble and hanged himself.

Outside the ward, An Zeyuan looked sad.

Xiao Nuan deliberately went to the doctor's office to ask around.

"Miss Nuan, don't worry, the amount of sleeping pills that Miss An took is not much, and it won't kill you.

Some vitamins were also found in her stomach. It should be that she replaced some sleeping pills with vitamins. It looked like she had eaten a whole bottle. "

Can't help but whisper, "This is the An Xiran I know!"

She said that it was impossible for this woman to be so indifferent.

(End of this chapter)