Yan Moxuan

Yan Mo Xuan

Yan Mo Xuan

The car was parked in front of a house, which was my home in this foreign country.

The house is beautiful. It has a pointed roof, an attic that I like, and a big garage. The courtyard was a green lawn with scattered flowers and dwarf ornaments. There is also a large swimming pool at the back of the house, and wooden swings.

It was all perfect, but it was alien to me. When I left the country, my family lived in an apartment instead of this three-story building with its own yard.

"What's wrong? Why are you standing here and not going in? "My mother saw me standing in a daze at the door, and walked up to me and asked me.

I pulled my thoughts away from the house, looked at my mom, and smiled. "No, I just think this house is too beautiful."

Mom's hand wrapped around my arm and said proudly, "Isn't it pretty?" I picked your mother's pick! This yard was also designed by me. The decoration inside is even better. Let's go, Mom will take you to see your room. ”

After that, my mother pulled me into the house. Dad followed us with my luggage.

When I entered the house, my eyes lit up. The decoration inside is indeed the same as my mother said, and the design of the yard is more exquisite. The pure wooden furniture and off-white walls make the whole environment look warm and clean. The décor of the house is elegant, and as far as the eye can see, you can see a small clay pot with a flower in it.

"Come, let's go to your room first." Mom pulled me upstairs as she stood still, the excitement on her face was hard to ignore, "You're going to love it." Everything in the house is made to your liking. ”

I was dragged by my mother to a door on a corner on the second floor. There is a landscape painting hanging on the wall next to the door.

Mom pushed open the door and said excitedly, "This is your room, do you like it?" ”

I looked at the room filled with pink and I froze.

Pink, my favorite color before returning home. However, after all these years, my preferences have long since changed. I've long disliked such girly colors and intricate decorations.

The days of living alone have made me cold. I'm starting to like simplicity and cool tones. For example, my house in China has been evaluated by many people as not like a place for people to live, and it is not popular.

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