Yan Ailuo helped Yu Zichen to practice here for a while, and after walking a few laps, both of them were tired and out of breath.

She had to support Yu Zichen's body, and she was also tired and sweating a lot, her little face was flushed, and she looked very pink. Tender.

"Mr. Yu, when you find a specialist for surgery, your leg will definitely recover 100%."

She was very happy, as if she had seen that day coming.

And Yu Zichen looked at her ruddy face and asked, "Why, you look happier than me?" ”

He didn't feel much about today's practice, even if he was sweating, his face was cold, and the sweat was as if he had been splashed with ice water.

Yan Ailuo smiled: "Of course I'm happy." I also feel a sense of accomplishment to see you get better under my care. ”

Yu Zichen's face darkened, and he turned to a wheelchair and left.

"I'm not a patient you take care of, and even if it's good, I don't have your credit."

Yan Ailuo felt speechless, hurriedly caught up, said sorry, and apologized to him in various tricks.

It took Yu Zichen a while to give her a good look.

The two of them went to a flat place by the lake again, put out blankets, took out the sandwiches they made, and ate together.

Yu Zichen took a bite and knew that most of it was not her craft.

"It was prepared by Uncle Ho, right?" He asked directly.

Yan Ailuo smiled: "Yes, most of them were prepared by Uncle He. I'm just in charge of putting them together and wrapping them in plastic wrap. He Bo's craftsmanship is really good, and the omelette and kimchi he makes taste very good. ”

She has always been a chef, and it was the first time she had tasted Uncle He's craft.

Yu Zichen took a few more bites and said softly: "In those years, he cooked for me. He didn't worry about me eating what other people made. ”

Those years should have been when his mother died and he was an adult.

Zhao Huaran is not a good stepmother at first glance, it is good not to kill him, how can she be good to him?

In the Yu family's old mansion, Uncle He must have made a lot of efforts to protect him.

Yan Ailuo nodded: "I remember that Uncle He was the old man who had been following his aunt back then, right?" He's really nice to you and he's really nice to me. ”

"Hmm." Yu Zichen glanced at her and whispered, "He loves the house and Wu." ”

After finishing speaking, he still looked and waited for her reaction.

Yan Ailuo also thought that what he said about He Bo Aiwu and Wu meant being good to his mother and then to his son, so she also nodded.

"That's right, Uncle He is really loyal, good to my aunt, and good to you. My previous nanny was also very kind to me, but unfortunately, she had something at home and went back to her hometown. ”

Yan Ailuo took a bite of the sandwich and really missed the previous nanny.

Yu Zichen saw that she didn't understand what she meant at all, and couldn't help but look at the sky, resisting the urge to roll her eyes. It is estimated that this woman will not be able to understand what he means after waiting for ten years and eight years.

The two of them had dinner here, and it was noon.

The Iron Hands came over and said that the yard had been cleaned up and asked them to come and rest.

Yan Ailuo followed and found that there was an open place in the woods, and a small two-story courtyard was built here. The yard is not very big, just for vacations or temporary rest.

The small building is built in the style of emblem style with blue bricks and tiles, which is built among the trees and looks very elegant.

The layout inside is different from Yu Zichen's villa, there are more and larger rooms on the first floor, and the second floor is the room for the servants.

Because electricity is inconvenient here, there is no elevator installed, so his room is located on the first floor.

There is an ink painting in the hall on the first floor, which is very meaningful, and it is the scenery here. Yan Ailuo wanted to see who the payment was, so she got closer.

Tie Shou immediately said, "Miss Yan, you ......"

But before he finished speaking, he was glared at by Yu Zichen, and he had to take the words back.

"What's wrong?" Yan Ailuo asked suspiciously.

Under Yu Zichen's coercion, he had no choice but to shake his head: "It's nothing, it's just, be careful when you look at it." ”

It turned out that she was afraid that she would break the painting.

"Don't worry, I'm not going to move, I just want to see who drew it. The person who painted this painting must have liked the scenery here, but her mood was a little chaotic at the time. ”

Yan Ailuo said while watching. There is no payment on the painting, so it is impossible to see who painted it.

Iron Hand didn't dare to speak again, and had stepped aside.

Yu Zichen asked, "What do you see from the painting?" ”

She walked a little farther, quietly observed, and said, "I just feel that the person who painted was in a bit of a mess at that time, and seemed to be a little confused about the future." I don't know if to continue, or if I should turn back. ”

After speaking, he smiled embarrassedly: "I have studied the appreciation of famous paintings, but I am not good at it, it is all nonsense." You're just going to be talking nonsense to me. ”

It's just that when she turned around, she found that Yu Zichen was looking at the painting idiot.

He seemed to remember something, his expression was complicated, his eyes narrowed slightly, and then the corners of his mouth raised a smile that seemed to mock and blame himself.

"When she painted this picture, she was really confused. It's a pity that I didn't understand it at that time, and I couldn't see her entanglement. ”

Yan Ailuo saw his nostalgic eyes, looked at the age of the paper in this painting, and immediately guessed that this was probably painted by Yu Zichen's mother.

She only knew that Yu Zichen's mother had a bad relationship with Yu Sheng back then, and later seemed to end up depressed.

When she painted this picture, Yu Zichen was still very young. Such a young child, no matter how smart he is, probably can't see his mother's entanglement, let alone understand his mother's forbearance and pain from a deep level.

After his mother left, it was a long time before he could figure out these things. At this time, he will inevitably regret it.

If he had grown up earlier, seen his mother's entanglement and pain earlier, and gave her encouragement and help, maybe things would have ended differently.

Yan Ailuo couldn't help but feel distressed when she watched him immersed in the past.

No matter how beautiful a person is, there is also unknown pain behind it.

She walked back again, looked at the painting, and whispered, "Although this painting looks a little tangled, you can also see hope and her love for the world."

She painted the scenery so beautifully, it must be because she loves the world, or loves someone in this world. My mom used to say that only if you have nostalgia and love for the world can you show it in your paintings. ”

Then he laughed self-deprecatingly: "It's a pity that my skills are too poor to draw this kind of artistic conception at all." ”

Yu Zichen's mother is not only superb in painting, but also very soulful. In her faint impression, she was a very gentle and intellectual woman.

It's a pity that I left too early.

And Yu Zichen was silent for a while, and suddenly said: "When you comfort people, your skills are very poor. ”

"yes, I think so too." Yan Ailuo admitted it directly, and she didn't plan to defend herself.

However, if she can pull him out of her thoughts, she can be considered to have achieved her goal.