There was a faint light under the clouds in the sky, and the light of the surrounding fields was soft and harmonious.

"I won't take it seriously, thank you. Luo Ying silently put down the fingertips on the fruit basket, her eyes were cold, and she swept over the moving face after he had combed her forehead, took a step empty-handed, turned back, and walked quickly to the courtyard outside the orchard.

His words seemed to be false, which made her can't help but think about it more, and her heart became chaotic.

The fresh wild fruits picked after the rain were particularly sour, and Nangong Yi, who didn't know it, returned to the courtyard and immediately asked the assistant to wash the fruits that Luo Ying gave him. After he took a big bite, he didn't want to swallow it, he didn't want to spit it out, his mouth trembled sourly, and he couldn't help but wring his eyebrows and sighing.

"Makes you talk nonsense. Luo Ying, who was sitting on the rocking chair resting, glanced at Nangong Yi, whose facial features were tightly twisted, blinking and wailing, and moved the corners of her lips with a deep smile.

Nangong Yi was relieved, and before he could open his mouth to talk to her, a gentle man in a suit and leather shoes appeared at the door, and the man came to them and bowed slightly: "Young Master Nangong, Miss Luo." ”

"Are you Uncle Qiao next to Mrs. An?" Luo Ying got up from the rocking chair and asked the man who suddenly appeared with an uncertain smile.

Nangong Yi felt that the man in front of him was a little familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had seen it, Luo Ying's question made him suddenly remember. He is the assistant of An Ying, one of his industrial collaborators with the Luo Ying family.

He put down the sour fruit in his hand that he had bitten into, walked to the tea table, poured a glass of boiling water, drank it in two or three sips, and looked at the smiling man with the same cold attitude as ever: "Has Mrs. An returned from Australia?"

The man kept a smile and raised his eyes: "Well, I'm back." Madame is in the villa at the moment, and knowing that Young Master Nangong and Miss Luo are here, let me invite the two of them to her courtyard to talk. ”

"Okay, let's go. Nangong Yi tilted his head and exchanged glances with Luo Ying, signaling her to take the first step.

"Hmm. Luo Ying blinked in a panic and nodded and walked out the door, thinking as she went.

When Brother Yanyao first moved to the yard next to her house, he told her that he thought she was a little familiar. In fact, at that time, she also felt that he was a little familiar, and now that she thinks of Mrs. An, she feels that he is even more familiar, and if you think about it carefully, Brother Yanyao and Mrs. An really look alike.

Could it be that Mrs. An is a member of Brother Yanyao's family, for example, an aunt or something?

"Please come in. ”

Walking to the other side of the courtyard, the man's soft voice pulled her thoughts back. After nodding her head, she glanced at Nangong Yi and walked into the courtyard together.

In the central pavilion of the cloister surrounded by greenery, An Ying got up and beckoned to Luo Ying and Nangong Yi who walked into her sight.

"It's rare to meet you two here, so sit down and have a cup of tea with me. The two walked up to her, and she happily picked up the teapot and waved her hand to sit them down.

After putting down the teapot, she immediately took the handbag that her assistant Qiao Can gave her, and handed it to Luo Ying with a smile: "My son asked me to bring it to you by the way, and it was all the manuscript he helped you solve." ”

Luo Ying took the handbag, looked down at the bound book in the bag, raised her head and smiled excitedly at the luxurious and dignified woman in front of her: "Thank you." It turns out that Brother Yanyao is your child, although he looks like you, but I am still a little surprised to know that you are his mother. ”

When she was a freshman in high school, she had come into contact with An Ying, but she had never heard of her children or her husband before.

An Ying smiled and stroked her arm and shook her head: "You're welcome." Yanyao has been staying by his father's side all these years, and I always feel that I can't stand him. It's only now that I let you know that I have children, and you'll be surprised. ”

Nangong Yi calmly looked at the two people chatting in front of him, but a trace of displeasure crossed his heart.

When did An Ying have a son, and the relationship with Luo Ying was good enough to help her solve the problem? Luo Ying called him "brother", then he shouldn't be too old. An Ying is still young, and her son's age really shouldn't be very big.

An unknown resort like Zhuxi Villa was able to lure An Ying over, and after he returned, he had to find a chance to meet her son who suddenly appeared.

In the afternoon, dark clouds drifted in the distance gathered over Zhuxi Villa, completely blocking the sun that had recently peeked out of the clouds.

The dampness left by the night rain on the meadow had not yet faded, and heavy rain fell on the horizon, and clumps of rain accumulated in the low-lying areas.

The sound of rain in their ears never dissipated, and after Nangong Yi and Luo Ying left An Ying's courtyard, they each thought about it.

Luo Ying thought back and forth, and always felt that everything that made her wonder did not have any connection, which made her more confused and headache the more she thought about it.

"Hey, have you had enough of being in a daze?"

"Huh?" she suddenly heard Nangong Yi's complaining voice in a long tail note, and hurriedly came back to her senses and turned her head to look at him.

"It's raining lightly, I'll send you home first. Nangong Yi looked at the gray sky not far away and turned through another corridor.

"Hmm. ”

It's rare that he's going to send her home so soon, and she can't ask for it. Ming asked her to visit Nangong Yi, and she agreed to come here to pick fruits with him. After spending most of the day here, if he really had any big problems, Ming should be able to see it.

Ming seems to be very wary of him. However, except that he was able to see those beings like her, which ordinary people could not see, she did not see anything special in him.

Oh, Ming is a real ghost, she is a fake ghost, and she naturally can't compare with her. She can take human life with the movement of her fingers, and she doesn't have this ability.

The car drove out of the villa in the face of the slanting rain, the windshield wipers in front of it kept swinging, the wheels swished across the rain channel, and the whizzing car drove farther and farther, and the two people in the back seat remained silent.

was about to return home, Luo Ying, who had been looking at the rain outside the window, looked back at Nangong Yi, who had been silent.

Seeing that he lowered his head slightly and his eyes were calm and didn't mean to pay attention to her, she secretly breathed a sigh of relief. It would not be an exaggeration to say that his mood changed faster than the April day. That way, she could put aside all the nonsense he had said to her today and stop thinking about it.

Even if he is an outlier, she will not care, she and he are different from the math textbook, and there is no need to merge similar items.

After the car stopped in front of her house, Nangong Yi raised her head.

"Here, thank you for sending me back, bye-bye. She looked at the door and turned back to him in a polite farewell.

Nangong Yi didn't say a word, reached out and held her hand that was about to open the car door to stop her, leaned over and approached her cheek: "I'm going back, remember to miss me." ”

Luo Ying was stunned, turned her head again, took his hand away and gave him a blank look, walked into the door without looking back, raised her hand back and closed the door.

She stopped behind the door and didn't step upstairs until she heard the car leave.

Luo Ying walked to the door of the open study, and Luo Mu in front of the desk looked up and saw her, then got up and walked out of the study, and followed her into her room.

"Shall we go back to the city tomorrow?" she asked her listless daughter, trying to see what she meant. She has rested for so long, and her body with some minor problems has improved a lot, Jing Mu is not in the company, she should go back to work.

"Hmm. Luo Ying glanced at Ming slightly, and Ming nodded to her, and she nodded to her mother.

Mrs. Ann asked her to go to her when she was free to go back to the city, and walk with her for a while, and she could go to her tomorrow.

However, before leaving, she may have to see Lin Zhe again.

Luo Ying was silent for half an afternoon, and she didn't know when Min left her room.

Before sunset, she stepped out of the house alone and walked quickly across the path to Lin Zhe's door. The soft classical pure music coming out of Lin Zhe's room on the second floor was still as beautiful as before, but she no longer had the mood to listen to the music before.

Luo Ying hadn't come to the house for a long time, and Mother Lin also knew that her relationship with Lin Zhe was now stiff, so she stopped going upstairs to call Lin Zhe down, and after chatting with her lightly, she looked at her back with a wry smile and sent her out.

Lin Zhe walked out of the balcony and looked down at the sideways figure of Luo Ying walking away on the path. He heard his mother talking to her downstairs, but he didn't go downstairs to let her see him.

Luo Ying felt a figure in the afterglow, so she stopped and raised her head. After seeing Lin Zhe on the balcony on the second floor, she pursed her lips and turned around and walked back.

Lin Zhe looked at the people walking back downstairs, turned around and walked into the room, and then went out and stepped down the stairs.