Shen Hou thought he would suffer from insomnia, but that was not the case.
She not only slept deeply, but also slept soundly.
There is no dream for a night until dawn.
The old house of the Shen family.
When Yang Lan found Shen Qian, he was already drunk and unconscious, lying straight on the floor.
She breathed a sigh of relief and helped her son up.
"How old you are, you haven't had a restraint yet, and you should have a headache tomorrow morning if you drink it like this..."
Suddenly, the broken thoughts stopped abruptly.
Yang Lan froze in place. He didn't pay attention just now, and now he realized that Shen Qian was lying in Shen Hun's room!
No wonder she couldn’t find it everywhere...
But why
Why did Aqian come to find that cheap breed
An absurd idea appeared in Yang Lan's mind, no... impossible...
She shook her head vigorously, trying to get rid of that thought.
But the more repelled and suppressed, the more I can't help but come out.
Thinking of Shen Qian's maintenance and connivance of Shen Hou at certain times, Yang Lan couldn't help but shudder.
"Aqian? Wake up..." she yelled twice.
The man slept too hard and didn't react.
"Aqian?" Yang Lan couldn't help raising her tone. She didn't know what she could do to wake people up, but her anxiety urgently needed to be dispatched.
"... Mom?" Finally, the man reacted.
Yang Lan had a meal and said in a normal tone: "You are drunk and you tend to catch cold on the floor. Mom will help you back to your room first..."
Shen Qian's bedroom is next door and will be there soon.
Yang Lan helped him to sit down by the bed, the man subconsciously raised his hand and kneaded his eyebrows, his eyes seemed to be drunk.
"Why are you in Shen Hou's room?"
"?"
She asked again.
Shen Qian looked at her doubtfully and blankly.
"You and Shen Hou..."
The man's back softened, lying on his back weakly, his eyes closed tightly.
Yang Lan pushed him with anger, impatience appeared on her face: "Aqian, tell mom, you have nothing to do with her!"
"..."
"Shen Qian!"
"... Mom?" Woke up, but never really woke up.
Yang Lan grabbed him by the neckline and shook a little excitedly: "Say—you have no relationship other than blood relationship with Shen Hou, you won't have any in this life!"
Shen Qian Nene nodded: "In this life... there won't be any."
Yang Lan was relieved, her sharp and paranoid expression instantly turned into tenderness and love: "Aqian, you will always be the proud son of your mother. There shouldn't be any stains in your life. Go to sleep, sleep, everything will be fine. All right… "
When he finished cleaning, Yang Lan covered him with a quilt, and even tucked the place where the air leaked.
Then, got up and left.
The moment the door was closed, the man who should have been sleeping opened his eyes suddenly, his dark pupils seemed to merge with the night, flowing incomprehensible complexity and entanglement.
In the end it turned into a depressed silence, sober and sensible.
…
Yang Lan exited the room, but did not return to her bedroom in time.
Take the phone and go to the living room.
She dialed Shen Ru's cell phone number and it rang for a long time before answering over there.
"Hey… "
"Aru, I am a mother!"
There was a stagnation, "... Mom?"
"Well," Yang Lan's eyes were hot, "Happy New Year."
Although she is partial to her son, it does not mean that she does not care about her daughter.
It's all the flesh that fell from her body. Although there is a difference between loving more and loving less, it is undoubtedly devoted to every child.
Shen Ru: "Happy New Year."
"Good girl, how are you doing in Guangdong Province...?"
"I'm fine." Compared with the dignified and gentle at home, her tone is a bit tougher now.
Yang Lan didn't think much about it, but only when the child suffered setbacks, gradually matured and became more responsible.
But if she can be more careful, she will find that Shen Ru's toughness hides the coldness and coldness that is different from the original character.
The mother and daughter talked a lot, although Yang Lan was talking most of the time, listening quietly over there.
"... Mom, it's late, don't be too tired, go and rest first."
The daughter's thoughtfulness makes Yang Lan very useful: "Okay, then you go to bed earlier."
"Ok."
At the end of the call, Yang Lan returned to the room with a smile.
Shen Chunjiang was already lying in her arms, hearing the sound of opening the door, lifted his eyelids and looked at her.
After thinking about it, he suddenly said, "You are the eldest wife, don't follow the general knowledge of your second child. Everyone knows her virtue."
Yang Lan was surprised, as if she didn't expect Shen Chunjiang to say something similar to comfort.
It’s been a long time, it’s been a long time...
She felt soft in her heart. It was her husband. Although there was a estrangement between the two, it was undeniable that they had become the closest people to each other after living together for more than 20 years.
"Well, I know, so I didn't care about her." Yang Lan opened the quilt and lay down.
Shen Chunjiang also fell asleep and stretched out his hand to embrace her in his arms: "I know, you have always been familiar with the general..."
Yang Lan's eyes were sour, and she missed this kind of embrace. Midnight dreamed that she had been greedy for that kind of warmth. Perhaps disappointed, she no longer embraced hope, and gradually adapted to a person's bed.
Right now, the sudden warmth made her feel at a loss and feel sad.
However, Shen Chunjiang's hand has already penetrated the hem of her pajamas, gradually moving up...
At the same time, Guangdong Province.
Nothing compared to the hot and glamorous scene in the old house, Shen Ru was standing in front of the French window in thin pajamas, shaking a goblet in his hand, red wine tumbling in the glass, and a mobile phone beside him.
The dim light cast on her, adding to the loneliness and desolation.
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