Chapter 6: The Time Machine 1

In the first half a year when Mu Jiangrong came back, Yi Lan felt that life was extremely difficult. She could see Mu Jiangrong in the research institute every day, and they all pretended to be nothing, smiled slightly, nodded, and said hello like other colleagues.

Mu Jiangrong has always been very busy, so busy that he doesn't even have time to look at her more.

In his office, Iran saw a lot of physics, books on time and space, that had nothing to do with his current work.

They passed by in a hurry, or greeted each other lightly, as if no one had ever loved anyone.

From time to time, Yi Lan would see Scarlett in the research institute, watching Mu Jiangrong pour water for her, and test the water temperature again and again before handing it to her.

She watched Mu Jiangrong touch Scarlett's hand, touch Scarlett's forehead, take off her coat, and drape it on her.

And she, when she took the coat, smiled so beautifully, snuggled her head into his arms, and her eyebrows and eyes were full of deep affection for him.

Sometimes, Ilan would pass by Scarlett in the institute, and she would always stare at Elan for a few seconds. That look, condescending, revealing an innate sense of superiority, made Yi Lan extremely uncomfortable.

Fortunately, half a year after Mu Jiangrong came back, Mu Xin appeared, and Yi Lan's life became extremely busy.

From the initial discomfort, to the scramble to be a good mother. Life doesn't leave her a little time to pay attention to anyone other than her son.

Yi Lan and Mu Xin didn't get along well at the beginning. In the past, she would wake up every morning, go to the restaurant, turn on the coffee machine to make a cup of coffee, and then go to the bathroom to brush her teeth and wash her face.

Sitting cross-legged on the sofa in the living room, drinking coffee and eating cheesecake, she turns on the TV and watches the news for a while.

Either answer the phone and listen to Peng Xinxin share her bizarre dreams, or make an appointment to wait for Yi Lan to get off work, or where to go together on the weekend.

Peng Xinxin's brain is really not idle for a moment, it is full of tricks during the day, and it is still strange and colorful when he falls asleep at night. At least half of the reason why she has a rich imagination is due to the world in her dreams.

Coco sometimes jokes that her actual age has to be multiplied by at least two, because she has twice as many dream days and moons as others.

After Yi Lan had almost rested, she changed her clothes and went out, enjoying the early morning sunshine and breeze all the way, watching the scenery on the roadside change in the four seasons, and going to work slowly.

And now, she had to get up an hour earlier than before, hurriedly wash up, go to wake Mu Xin up, and then rush into the kitchen to make breakfast and juice for Mu Xin. The TV was on as usual, but Iran could only listen to the sound.

After breakfast, she cleaned and put away the dishes, and she had to drive quickly to the institute. The scenery on the road was still beautiful and changing, but she was no longer in the mood to appreciate it.

After Yi Lan went to work, Peng Xinxin often came over to accompany Mu Xin and dragged him to play with him. Let Mu Xin pretend to be the little prince from an alien planet, she is a rose who was captured by monsters and waiting to be rescued; Or maybe she's a mermaid princess, and he's a cold-hearted human pirate.

This is Peng Xinxin's favorite game to play, since her brother grew up and no longer played with her, she has always wanted to catch a baby to play with her. But Mu Xin had only been playing for a few days, so he complained to her, saying that the family was too naïve.

Peng Xinxin doesn't come every day, when she is away, Mu Xin reads books and plays puzzles in the study by herself, but she doesn't have to worry too much about Yi Lan for him.

Yi Lan is quite satisfied that her work has not been affected by raising children. After all, it is only a four or five-year-old child, and it is indeed rare for parents to be so at ease and dare to stay at home alone.

In the past, after six hours of work, if there was no entertainment, Iran would eat out before going home. The afternoon sun is just right, not too strong, and not as sad as the sunset. Sometimes a light rain obscures the scenery in the distance, chattering against the windowpanes.

Whether it was eyes or rain, Yi Lan changed into home clothes and slippers when she returned home, and her body and mind were stretched. Make a pot of tea, recline on a deck chair and read a book, or snuggle up on the couch to watch a movie.

Many of Yi Lan's books were left behind by her grandmother, as well as the chaise longue, which was most suitable for being alone and enjoying the warmth from afar on days when it was raining or snowing, full of memories and thoughts, and slowly enveloping her.

Since Mu Xin was there, Yi Lan had to rush home as soon as she got off work. There was a little man in the house who was eagerly waiting, and the moment she opened the door, she jumped like a puppy, "Mom! Mom! He shouted for joy and threw himself into her arms.

At first, Yi Lan was not very used to it, and sometimes she was startled by Mu Xin, who suddenly came out of nowhere.

During the six hours in the research institute, her brain was running at high speed, and sometimes she even completely forgot about Mu Xin's existence during work hours.

As she got used to it, she found that having a child waiting for her at home, trusting her unreservedly, trusting her, and involving her in the growth of his life, was something that Iran felt amazing as she had never felt before.

Yi Lan knew almost nothing about Mu Xin, but he seemed to know her very well. Mu Xin knew that the animal that Yi Lan was most afraid of seeing was a cat, and she would be sad when she saw a cat; know whose songs she likes to listen to the most; When we doodle together, I will pick out all the color pens she likes to her.

When it is windy, if there happens to be a tree nearby, Mu Xin will let her squat down, help her cover her ears, and comfort her like an adult not to be afraid, he will protect her like a father.

The rustle of the leaves from the wind was the sound that Iran had feared the most since she was a child, but not many people knew the secret.

Probably Peng Xinxin told him, Yi Lan would think like this in her heart, so sometimes, she was just a little strange, and it passed. But the longer she spent with Mu Xin, the more confused Yi Lan became.