In the early morning, the sun rises again over the far end of the Thames.

The drawbridge is down, the lights are extinguished, the Gothic Revival Houses of Parliament are once again awakened from the night, and Big Ben is chimeling.

Once known as the empire on which the sun never sets, the capital of the United Kingdom of Great Britain and Northern Ireland, this world's largest and most prosperous city along with New York has come to an end of the night and awakened in a new day.

This charming city full of dreams has been the dream of many people.

With a mix of classical and modern architecture, the city's prosperity never seems to be able to be described in words, however, today's protagonist is not the world's grandest city, and it seems that there is still a long way to go from the story of this stage.

It is neither the modern city of London nor the traditional classical Westminster, but a small town near the greater London metropolis.

The young man held the ingredients bought in the paper bag from the store, pushed open the door of the store and walked out, the insects chirped in midsummer, and he raised his head to look at the sky in surprise.

It's not the day it used to be called foggy.

Blue sky and white clouds, today is another sunny and good weather.

This is a small town near London, the stage of the world-famous "Pride and Prejudice",

- Bass.

Nodding and greeting the old man passing by, the young man in a clean shirt and holding his paper bag walked through the streets of Bath, attracting young girls in the distance, pointing at him and whispering.

Compared to the modern metropolis of London, the small town near it is downright British.

The exterior walls of the buildings in the whole city are generally honey-colored, and the roofs are lime gray, with the Yawen River flowing through the city, and the undulating hills, at a glance, there is a pastoral beauty.

All kinds of beautiful English signs are hung in the classic shop, and the owner is often a chubby old gentleman or a middle-aged lady with a gentle smile.

He walked in such a city, such a street, and from time to time stopped in front of a certain storefront, or stopped around the children playing, which was different from his previous life.

Laid back wasn't like what he could imagine.

Glancing at the time, he finally came to a pastoral neighborhood on the edge, where there was a large sanatorium.

After confirming his identity with the doorman, he walked into this building, which is also in the classical style of England, or a large sanatorium, and the style is more inclined to a monastery for healing and recuperation?

Accustomed to smiling and always embarrassed to look directly at his front desk, a shy girl greeted him, and he walked up to the second floor without hurrying.

Then he came to the door of a private house, and was about to push the door in, when he suddenly heard a conversation coming from inside.

"Ugh..."

Suddenly froze his movements, and the young man suddenly felt a headache and sighed.

Then he pushed the door open and went in with a blank face.

"Anyway, little girl, let me tell you, in view of the news released by the House of Lords last week and the latest information published in The Times, there is a high probability that the part about urban air re-governance will be reiterated and strengthened, and even affect the stocks of many involved companies..."

Leaning on the bed, a beautiful woman biting an apple, even if she looks past her youngest age, it still does not affect her beauty and the youthful mentality that still looks like a big girl.

At this moment, she was talking fluently in English with the caregiver sitting next to her, talking about finance and economics.

"So girl, hurry... Ahem, ahem!! Xiao Yu, you're back..."

The beautiful woman panicked suddenly, then shook the apple in her hand, and pretended to be casual, as if she had done nothing to greet the young man.

Seeing the young man come back, the young caregiver hurriedly got up, bowed to the woman with a frozen face and thanked him, looked happy, picked up his notebook and trotted upstairs.

There were only two people left in the room.

The young man held the paper bag and stared at the beautiful woman silently.

Holding up her peeled apple, she was defeated in the end, unable to withstand the expressionless gaze of the young man, and pretended that she had done nothing.

The corners of his mouth twitched, and then he felt that he had an incomparably headache, put down the paper bag, sighed, and said silently:

"Mom, as far as I know, before I came, you had already said that you would leave six little girls this month."

He turned his head to look at the beautiful woman who was hiding the pillow behind his back.

"If you continue like this, the dean will really drive people away."

Pretty Woman: "......"

"Am I not idle, bored.... And obviously heard my rumors, more little girls are looking for jobs..."

It seemed that she was very upset that her son said this, and the beautiful woman turned her head and muttered quietly.

"Bring it."

The young man sat down in the position where he was taking care of the little girl just now, stretched out his hand, and said simply and directly.

"Take... What the? ”

The beautiful woman asked with a confused face, not understanding what the young man was talking about.

"Take what you quickly hid while I stood outside the door."

The young man debunked without hesitation and expressionlessly.

Click.

As if she didn't expect her seamless means to be noticed, the innocent confusion on the beautiful woman's face was stuck, and then she pursed her lips and looked at the young man silently.

Finally, looking at the four big words written on the young man's unwavering face, 'It's useless to talk too much', he gritted his teeth unwillingly from the pillow behind his back... Reluctantly...

Pulled out a hidden bag of chocolate.

Youth: "......"

There really is...

Then he was silent, reached out and dragged it over, and selflessly confiscated the 'contraband'.

Seeing that her son took away her baby without hesitation, the beautiful woman had no choice but to pick up the apple she had bitten twice, took a bite hard, took the apple to vent her anger, replenished the sweetness she had lost, and said angrily:

"You are an unfilial son, you don't even let go of your mother's old book at the bottom of the box!"

The young man frowned and held his forehead speechlessly.

Don't say it, I seem to only know how to eat the old people all day long...

The young man who was forced by two guys and learned to complain in his heart sighed secretly, but said without expression on his face:

"Sweets are forbidden, if you eat these, you will definitely not be able to eat well again."

"Against! I object, you stupid son can't interfere in your mother's private life! ”

Then he stood up, walked to the kitchen with the paper bag in his arms, and let the beautiful woman oppose loudly on the bed, and his precious legitimate rights were ruthlessly deprived!

"If stealing chocolate in a sanatorium is a private life."

The young man replied unmoved, and then walked into the kitchen.

"What do you want for breakfast?"

As soon as she heard that it was time for her son to cook for herself, the beautiful woman blinked, and the dissatisfaction with the confiscation of the chocolate was instantly thrown out of the clouds, she thought about it with great interest, and then said:

"Braised pork!"

"Pass, too greasy for breakfast."

"What about fried steak?"

"No, beef is too high in calories, for the same reason as the previous one."

"Hmm... That's chicken okay, I want to eat fried chicken! ”

"Fried food for breakfast is just as bad for your body, dismissed."

"Then it's okay to fry bacon..."

In the end, the beautiful woman compromised and lowered her standards.

"First of all..."

The young man turned around, looked at his mother who was lying on the bed, basking in the sun, and said seriously:

"Meat just doesn't work, what do you think of the vegetable salad?"

Pretty Woman: "......"

There was a long silence.

"Devil! Are you the devil? You nasty stupid son! Mom wants to eat a bite of meat and don't make it, and confiscate my chocolate, unfilial son! Unfilial son! ”

The beautiful woman suddenly quarreled like a small child in dissatisfaction!

She slapped her bed, venting her dissatisfaction, and by the way, she found out that she had been confiscated chocolates just now, no matter how you look at it, there is a kind of childishness.

"I told the little girl about business for a long time, and I can exchange a lot of delicious food! When it comes to you, you won't even make a breakfast with meat! I'm going to court to appeal that there is a stupid son who doesn't treat his beautiful mother well! ”

The beautiful woman shouted like a scoundrel, and the temperament of a successful strong woman who was strategizing just now to tell the little girl about the way to make money collapsed, and she complained loudly to her son.

"I don't listen to this, don't always press the new news released by the House of Representatives or the newspapers, and give people popular science, the next market trend of certain industries in London."

The young man sighed helplessly, and there was nothing she could do about her mother's appearance, and she didn't even forget to add the word beautiful to her name, although from her own appearance, she had no problem saying this.

But where is the strong woman who used to bury her head in work, be busy with work, and finally ruin her body...

"I don't care, I don't care, I want to eat meat! The son can't help but listen to his mother! ”

The beautiful woman got serious, said solemnly, and even moved out of her majestic position, just now she said that she was a beautiful mother, and she would immediately change her name to her mother.

The unreasonable tone made the young man suddenly speechlessly remember that some time ago, there were two guys who liked to shout like this, but they would roll on the carpet even more casually.

In the end, with a gentle sigh of compromise, he looked at the beautiful woman and said:

"Well, when you're well, I'll listen to you."

Hearing this, the beautiful woman paused for a moment, smiled, and then nodded honestly, and suddenly stopped making noise and wanted to eat something else, and quieted down.

It's like being very satisfying.

Seeing his son busy in the kitchen, tall, excellent, gentle, quiet, suddenly deep guilty.

Suddenly I felt the urge to cry, and I don't know how many times I saw this figure in astonishment, and appeared in front of the monastery with a suitcase.

Before you know it, he's grown up.

The morning light was clear, passing through the streets of the town of Bath, through large lawns, fields, shade and emerald, through the windows of the abbey, falling around the mother and son.

"By the way, where did the chocolate come from?"

"Oh, the last little girl I told me to leave and became the boss sends... Ahem, ahem..."

"Hand over the rest."

“...... You are not a filial son, I want to eat meat. ”

"I didn't buy it."

"Liar, the shape below your paper bag is definitely chicken, it must have been bought for me!"

"Oh, that's cauliflower."

"I don't believe it, you take it out and I'll take a look!"

"It's already in the fridge."

"Stupid son!"

Time slipped away quietly in the small town of Bath in the conversation between the two.

Finally, a gentle wind blew the pure white curtains of the monastery windows and brushed the young man's quiet sleeping face lying beside the bed.

The woman leaned on the bed and looked at him, the childishness just now disappeared from her face at once, and only the gentleness and tranquility of being a mother were left on her beautiful face, as well as a touch of deep distress.

She stroked the soft hair on the young man's handsome face, feeling that she felt guilty about him too much, obviously because of her young and arrogant willfulness, but in the end she pressed all the difficulties on the shoulders of the child.

Since childhood, there has only been learning and experimentation, and the innocence and beauty of a normal child have been lost from the beginning.

He must be tired too, and when he didn't know it, he didn't know how many times over the years he had rested on the workbench of various laboratories like this.

But even so, he still persevered, held on, and without his mother's knowledge, he had become a great, excellent and handsome adult.

"You stupid son....."

His voice choked and he spoke softly.

I knew I would have made you stupid at that time.

The beautiful woman is blaming herself, she is also distressed, there is no resentment, no hatred, no dissatisfaction, she is so good that she can only get along with him like a child, maybe she is a stupid mother....

"Looks like you've made a good friend... I'd love to meet them next time..."

On the outskirts of London, in a classical and leisurely town, the sun is shining through the fields, the wind is blowing into the room, and the woman's eyes are gentle and distressed caressing the young man who has slept peacefully.

The window of the convent frames the two of them at this moment, as if to make up for it, the mother and son are slightly...

Some late arrivals.