Kiyokawa Danso

Chapter 543 Extra Story: Two or three things about Dongyu 3
His mother sighed, her beautiful pale black eyes looked like the rare gems he had seen in his grandmother's collection room.

"Don't cry again next time. I heard from Butler Joey just now that your father is indeed a little too much." She said quietly, and found that he lowered his head slightly and said, "Mom, I was wrong too, I don't Shouldn't you finish your homework seriously and let your father down."

Lan Qingchuan stroked his soft hair, "Good boy."

When Dong Yu got up the next day, the maid took him to the piano room, where his mother was sitting there playing the piano, a beautiful piece he had never heard before.

He thinks his mother plays better than those teachers.

She sat there, gentle and silent, her fingers flexible like an elf.Seeing him coming, he stopped and smiled at him lightly.

"Why don't Mommy live with me and my father? In this way, I can learn to play the piano from Mommy." He sat on the piano bench, put his arms around Lan Qingchuan's waist, raised his small face Pure as crystal.

She touched his face and rested all night, and he was almost healed.The maid changed him into a new suit, which was one of the suits she asked the costumer to design last time, and the size was just right.

"Little boy, Mommy can see you often, isn't that good?" She pulled up the bright yellow cotton T-shirt under the overalls for him. After finishing, she saw the bronze metal buckle on the trousers. It came off with a delicate slipknot.She was afraid that this hard thing would hurt his tender skin.

He nodded, then shook his head again, "It would be even better to see Mommy every day."

Dong Yu stayed at Lan's Manor for a week, and his father Ou Yanzhe came to pick him up in person.On the way back to the castle, Dong Yu nestled in his father's arms and asked in a low voice, "Did Dad make Mommy angry? Mommy shouldn't live with Dong Yu."

Father was flipping through the papers and didn't seem to hear what he was saying.

He turned his head to look at the stack of materials, and there were words he couldn't understand.Dad was always looking at this stuff, stuff that bored him.For as long as I can remember, my father was always alone.He suddenly felt a little sad, and pressed his small hand against his father's cold and slender hand.

Father finally stopped moving, and there was an ocean in his deep blue eyes.

"Dongyu won't make father angry anymore."

He raised his eyes, and hugged him in another position, face to face.

"Ok?"

"By making your father angry, you're alone again, alone."

He felt his father hugging him tightly, the embrace was so warm, so wide, and so comfortable to him.

Before falling asleep at night, he opened his beautiful blue eyes and said to his father who was about to leave, "I want Mommy to come back and sleep with Dong Yu, and she can teach Dong Yu how to play the piano."

Ou Yanzhe tucked his little quilt, and the corner of his mouth curled up, "It will happen soon, baby."

"Really?"

"But you can't pester your mother to teach you how to play the piano."

"why?"

"Your mother is not well."

"OK then."

In the spring of the next year, Lan Qingchuan returned to Rose Castle, and Dongyu admired his father more and more.

Gradually, Dongyu discovered that his father was always indifferent and strict to others, but his mother was the only one who made him obey her orders with a kind face.

The mother is so calm and graceful, as if blending the most mellow years of time.Father loves mother very much, surpassing everything in this world except himself.He always tried his best to be by her side, to care for her, to care for her, to hug her.It has remained so for decades.

When they were old, they lived in the beautiful Puton Manor.One day he took his wife and children to visit them, and saw his aging parents lying on a deck chair under the magnolia tree, cuddling each other.Father's bright blond hair when he was young has turned into gray silver hair, short short, and his mother is reading newspapers to him, and his eyes can no longer see clearly, but the eyeballs are as dark blue as ever.

The mother cut her hair short and looked gentle. The years have not left too many traces on her body, she is still graceful and beautiful, with good hearing and eyesight.

His wife had told him privately that he had never seen a more beautiful woman than his mother.She took her hand, yearning to have such a lucky life like her parents.

He smiles, of course, my wife.

　The timeline should be after Lan Qingchuan gave birth to Dongyu and left.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)