After tossing for nearly an hour, Concubine Ye arrived home a little tired, and the two children quickly greeted Lu An'an.

Concubine Ye looked at the two children, touched their heads gently, and finally said softly: "Baba doesn't remember you now, so don't blame him." ”

Xiao Tian and Hanwen nodded, but they didn't see any sadness.

Concubine Ye instructed a few more words, and then returned to the bedroom, planning to change her clothes.

But as soon as she walked into the room, a bouquet of champagne-colored roses on the bedside table caught her eye.

The old kraft wrapper and champagne-colored roses instantly reminded her of the way Su Mohan looked when she was hospitalized before, when she held such a bouquet of flowers and confessed to her.

He was obviously sweating profusely, but he threw the flowers directly on the bed, with a bad attitude like someone's second uncle, but he was indescribably cute.

The roses that day were fresh, but they were the cheapest bouquet he had ever given before.

It wasn't a high-end rose flown in, nor a rare variety that had been carefully cultivated, but it was the most beautiful bouquet she had ever received.

She used to like blue roses and love that bewitchment.

But because of Su Mohan and this man, she began to like red, white, champagne, all the colors related to girls' dreams, probably because he personally weaved a beautiful dream for her.

Concubine Ye walked over lightly and slowly took the rose in her hand, and then she was sure that it was really not a dream.

The strap was not the grass it had been at the beginning, it was a navy blue rope of dry grass, but it was as beautiful as ever.

Concubine Ye lowered her head and counted, 13 flowers, I don't know what it means, only the faint fragrance of flowers made the corners of her mouth gradually float a light smile, as if she had returned to the past in an instant.

The door creaked, a little abruptly, and it pulled her back from her thoughts.

Turning her head to look, she saw that Xiaotian and Hanwen, the two children, were holding on to the door, poking their little heads and looking inside, staring at her all the time.

Concubine Ye put down the bouquet and looked at the child, and couldn't help but say, "Where did this rose come from?" ”

Xiao Tian looked at Concubine Ye, hesitated for a moment and said, "It was Baba who asked me to give it to Ma Ma." ”

Concubine Ye was slightly stunned, the smile on her cheeks stiffened and forgot to react, and just looked at the two children in a daze.

Xiao Tian looked at Concubine Ye and added, and said softly: "Baba said that he loves Ma Ma." ”

Hearing the sound, the corners of Concubine Ye's eyes were a little moist, and her nose was extremely sour, so she hurriedly withdrew it, but her tears still slipped down involuntarily and fell on the bouquet on the bedside table.

"Mama? Why are you crying? Aren't you happy? Hanwen couldn't help but speak.

Concubine Ye hurriedly wiped her tears, turned her head and chuckled: "No, Ma Ma is very happy, Ma Ma is very happy, it's because she is so happy, so she can't help crying." ”

Han Wen looked at Concubine Ye as if she didn't understand, and Concubine Ye hurriedly spoke again: "People don't have to be sad to cry, sometimes they will cry when they are too happy, you know?" Hanwen? ”

Hanwen nodded, looked at Concubine Ye, and then looked at Xiaotian.

Concubine Ye beckoned to the two children, and the two children ran over one after another, Concubine Ye gently held the two children in her arms, lowered her eyes, and involuntarily rolled down a string of tears from the corners of her eyes, and said softly: "Thank you, baby." ”