My Rebirth Style is Wrong

Su Wanwan couldn't recover for a long time. After being sent home by Claire, she sat on the sofa in the living room. She didn't recover until it was dark when Mrs. Brown opened the door.

Turn on the light and find that her daughter is sitting on the sofa without turning on the light. She seems to be in a bad mood.

Mrs. Brown put down the smile on her face, put down the bread bag in her arms, and touched the top of her daughter's head and asked in a warm voice, "What's wrong, dear, did something bad happen?"

Su Wanwan looked up at her, and after a while, hugged Mrs. Brown's waist wearily, and leaned over her whole body.

Mrs. Brown quietly patted her daughter's back, offering silent companionship and comfort.

After she 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 such a thing would happen to us."

Just imagining it for a moment made her heart ache and she couldn't breathe.

Mrs. Brown stroked her daughter's hair thoughtfully. "Promise Mom, will you stay at home for a while now?"

Mrs. Brown felt that she had come a step closer to understanding and understanding what the priest said.

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

So it means that there will be accidents around the daughter from time to time, but it will never affect the daughter? Whether it was the previous fuel tanker explosion, the crash of Flight 180, and this car accident, it seems to have confirmed this statement.

However, Mrs. Brown still hopes that her daughter can stay away from these things, worried that it will cause indelible psychological damage to her daughter.

Su Wanwan also meant this, but she was still worried about Claire, and called Claire after she went upstairs and went back to her room later.

The line was still busy at first, but it was connected after a few minutes. Claire originally thought that it was Alex who called back, but when she heard Su Wanwan's voice, she loosened her frown and tried to chat in a relaxed tone.

Hearing that Su Wanwan was going to stay at home recently and told her to go out as little as possible, Claire breathed a sigh of relief and replied with a smile: "Didn't you say before that you want to learn to use flowers to make desserts? Exactly, wait for your research to succeed. , I'll come to find you again."

Speaking of making flowers and delicacies, after hanging up the phone, Su Wanwan went downstairs and took out the glass jar in the refrigerator, soaked it in boiling water and tasted it. The moderate sweetness was full of the fragrance of roses, and the faint bitterness of roses diluted the excessiveness. Sweet and greasy, and then sweet.

The taste is not bad.

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

It just so happened that Mrs. Brown heard the sound of the door opening next door, so she followed down to check, and Su Wanwan made her a cup too.

"It tastes good, and it's perfect for afternoon tea."

Mrs. Brown was very supportive, and the mother and daughter sat at the small round table in front of the floor-to-ceiling 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 as a child who didn't understand anything. The truth will be said slowly, and from time to time, I will find opportunities to have an equal and leisurely chat with her.

Su Wanwan, who was full of confusion at that time, received both the care of her parents and the respect of her friends.

It wasn't until Mr. Brown returned that the chat ended in 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, and in an instant, a black figure appeared beside the bed.

Thinking of being careless today and letting her see the picture with her own eyes, two wrinkles were branded under the cloak on her brow.

After pursing her lips and thinking for a moment, Thanatos gently covered the open quilt for her, walked silently to the door of the room, walked through the door, and went to the next door to the master bedroom.

Mr. Brown came back late, took a shower, and heard his wife talk about what happened to her daughter today.

By this time, the couple had not fallen asleep either.

At this moment, there was a faint voice inside.

After listening for a while, and knowing that Mrs. Brown was going to keep the girl at home for a while, Thanatos decided to solve the latest cleanup job as soon as possible.

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

This made Thanatos a little embarrassed.

Occasionally, the people written on the death list jumped out. At this time, he needed to clean up himself. This is his job. For thousands of years, he has never tried malfeasance or favoritism.

Fortunately, the girl he likes is very restrained and cherished in the dedication of his relationship, except for his family. So far, only Claire is a friend who can be said to have a good relationship.

With a hint of hesitation and worry, Thanatos' figure collapsed into the darkness of the corridor.

Since flowers are to be eaten, flowers are naturally indispensable. Su Wanwan called Thanatos in the morning and asked him if there were any flowers in the yard.

This is the first time Su Wanwan has contacted him actively, and Thanatos is naturally overjoyed, "I originally planned to come to find you today, does it cost money? No problem, I'll send it to you right away."

Even though she went there quietly last night, Thanatos still missed her.

As for the unfinished work, it's okay to put aside one or two for the time being.

In order to make the girl he likes happy, and at the same time to make up for yesterday's carelessness, Thanatos wanted to pick all the flowers in the garden and send it to her 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, she was filled with enthusiasm.

"Huh?" Su Wanwan's face was almost slammed into it, she took a step back and looked up to see that Thanatos actually had a bouquet in his mouth - the bouquet was tied with a ribbon, and he was wearing the bandage.

When she met her eyes, the man smiled.

It looks silly.

There was no big expression on his face, but the smile in his eyes was inexplicably pleasing.

Su Wanwan gave a smirk, hurriedly stretched out her hand to take the bundle on his mouth, and then stepped aside. When someone carefully moved in, she leaned over to look outside and asked curiously, "Did you come all the way like this?"

There were no strange vehicles parked outside.

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

Seeing him like this, Su Wanwan still doesn't understand, she looked at him with a smile, suddenly remembered the emotion she had felt yesterday, her eyes moved slightly, she lowered her eyes and pulled out a delicate red petal, took a deep breath, and raised her eyes with courage Yingying stared at him and whispered, "So many red roses, do you want to confess to me?"

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