“I’ll arrange another room with Tianzi!” Xiao Yifenghao said without hesitation.
The shopkeeper responded respectfully and said with a grudge, “I see, you are a generous person. You can do this to a servant.”
Xiao Yifeng did not comment on the shopkeeper’s praising words.
He stepped steadily into the remaining Tianzi room, gently placed Lin Yuehan on the bed, and then took out a heavy silver ingot from his arms.
“Shopkeeper, please tell the kitchen to make some light side dishes and make some porridge.”
Then he frowned and looked at Lin Yuehan, adding, “Remember to boil the porridge more clearly.”
Lin Yuehan put his robe with his hands, lay crampedly on the bed, staring at Xiao Yifeng’s every move.
“Yuehan, sleep for a while. Once the porridge is cooked, I will call you.” The man’s voice was much gentler than usual, and the light in his eyes was a little softer.
When Lin Yuehan heard the other party call her name directly, she felt very abrupt and her expression became more and more unnatural.
After Xiao Yifeng finished the explanation, he did not stop anymore. After turning his body out, he brought the door with him.
Lin Yuehan looked at the closed door and quietly became stunned.
“Mom, it’s been a whole day since you returned to the Lin family. Are you doing well this day?” Lin Yuehan stared at the top of the tent with empty eyes and murmured.
In my memory, I have never been separated from my mother for such a long time in the past twenty years.
The days of the past
Although I am so sad, I feel extremely at ease with my mother by my side.
But now
I am walking thousands of miles apart.
After only one day’s separation, I was already worried about her. How do you spend the long years of separation in the future?
I just don’t know if my mother is now like me, she is beginning to miss herself and cannot sleep?
Or maybe, she finally fulfilled her wish for many years, got the love of that man again, and threw herself out of her mind?