Hidden ex-wife is super difficult to coax

What kind of magical brain circuit is this?

Sheng Rou pursed her lips and said in a warm voice, "Grandma told me you were here."

"She told you, you came?"

Sheng Rou didn't know how to answer this question.

That tone seemed to say: I want you to take care of my business?

The hostility is so heavy that it directly pokes the lungs.

Sheng Rou didn't say a word, and looked down at the photo on the tombstone. The woman's facial features are beautiful, similar to Lu Yichen's eyebrows and eyes, she is so flamboyant and bright, with a generous and decent smile on her lips.

It's really hard to imagine that such a beautiful woman would do something stupid for a man.

Sheng Rou looked at it for a while, turned around and bowed slowly, put the prepared flowers in front of the tombstone, and said softly, "Auntie, I'm here to see you."

Hearing this, Lu Yichen looked up at her with a complicated expression.

Aunt?

She called him mom and aunt?

Lu Yichen didn't know whether to laugh or get angry.

"gone."

Lu Yichen stood up, brushed off the dust on his trouser legs, and walked straight out of the cemetery regardless of whether Sheng Rou followed.

After walking for a while, there was no movement behind. He stopped and turned around, and saw Sheng Rou was still squatting where he was just now, not knowing what he was doing.

After waiting for 2 minutes, Lu Yichen ran out of patience, turned around and left.

After starting the engine, Sheng Rou caught up and got into the car.

"This is for you."

She gasped a little, and stuffed something into his hand.

Lu Yichen lowered his eyes and saw a bunch of small purple wild flowers tied with rubber bands, exuding a faint floral fragrance.

"I picked it just now, I think you'll like it." Sheng Rou's eyes curled up.

Lu Yichen stroked a petal with his fingertips: "You give me the flowers that bloom in the place where the dead are buried?"

"..."

Don't speak so harshly.

Sheng Rou smiled and said, "It's the flowers blooming in front of Auntie's tomb, so take it as a gift from Auntie."

Hearing this, Lu Yichen's eyes became extremely complicated.

For a moment, he felt that the flowers in his hands were warm, but the temperature was a bit scorching.

Just when he was neither staying nor throwing, Sheng's soft voice sounded again.

She said, "Lu Yichen, happy birthday."

Lu Yichen stroked Hua's fingertips for a while, his heart seemed to be stabbed by a sharp thing, and his face sank: "It's not my birthday."

He threw the flowers to Sheng Rou, and said in a cold tone, "Throw it away."

Since the year Ren Fei committed suicide, he has never had a birthday.

My birthday is my mother's memorial day.

How ironic.

After finishing speaking, Lu Yichen stepped on the accelerator, and the car rushed out like an arrow.

Lu Yichen threw the inexplicable Sheng Rou in the old house and left.

In the dc club, the colorfully lit boxes are quiet, and wine glasses of various shapes filled with liquid are lined up.

Lin Lin knew that on this day every year, Lu Yichen was in a bad mood, so he didn't say anything, just drinking with him silently.

He Zhao didn't even bark, afraid of making noise.

One cup after another, silent and depressed.

Crimson slowly climbed up her fair neck, Lu Yichen lay on his back on the sofa, staring at the light above his head with scattered eyes.

Lin Lin sighed, and called the waiter to remove the wine.

"After so many years, it's time to let go."

Lu Yichen didn't say a word, and his eyes didn't move.

Lin Lin shook his head helplessly: "It's not your fault, you've been in this vortex, isn't it uncomfortable?"

"You're so fucking rambunctious today."

Lu Yichen said coldly, feeling a headache.

"Okay, I won't talk anymore, you won't listen anyway." Lin Lin glanced at his watch, "It's so late, why don't you go back to accompany your wife?"

Wife.

Oh, and he has a wife.

Lu Yichen rubbed his eyebrows and frowned.

Today, he left Sheng Rou in the old house with a bad face. With her vengeful character, she might not know how to scold him now.

Just as he was thinking, a message came in on his phone.

Lu Yichen lazily took it out to see——

[Sheng Rou: When are you coming back?Grandma is asking you, I said that your company is working overtime. 】

Not angry, but also know to ask him a question, to help him speak.

Really sensible.

The depression in his heart dissipated a little, he pressed his temples twice, grabbed his coat and stood up: "Let's go, go home."

to find his wife.

Lin Lin saw his sloppy footsteps, and asked, "Should I send you back?"

"There is a substitute driver outside the door, just your fake wine, I can't get drunk."

Lu Yichen left without looking back.

……

When Lu Yichen returned to the old house, the old man and the old lady were already asleep.

Pushing open the door, Sheng Rou sat on the bed and read a book.

The dim light fell on her white and soft hair, which was coated with a soft halo, and the whole room seemed to become softer.

Seeing him coming in, Sheng Rou quickly closed the book and walked over: "Have you been drinking?"

Lu Yichen: "A little bit."

Sheng Rou still couldn't smell the smell, she held her breath and took Lu Yichen's coat and threw it into the laundry basket in the bathroom.

Lu Yichen had a severe headache, and went to the sofa to lie down. Suddenly, he smelled a quiet floral fragrance. He turned his eyes and saw a small transparent vase on the bedside table, with the bouquet of small purple wild flowers in it.

Didn't she throw it away?

Lu Yichen frowned in displeasure, Sheng Rou came over and patted his shoulder, and said softly: "You can take a bath first, the smell of alcohol is too strong, and you feel uncomfortable."

The voice is soft and light, like coaxing a child.

"……it is good."

After Lu Yichen entered the bathroom, he closed the door, and Sheng Rou ran downstairs to the kitchen.

Fortunately, I came in time.

In the bathroom, hot water poured down, and Lu Yichen felt more and more uncomfortable the more he washed. Not only did he have a headache, but his stomach also ached because of the space.

Oh shit.

Lin Lina must be selling fake wine.

He wiped his hair carelessly, wrapped himself in a bathrobe and walked out, just in time to see Sheng Rou coming in with a big bowl.

Sheng Rou put the bowl on the small coffee table, blew on her hot fingertips, and said, "Eat quickly, I made the noodles for you."

Lu Yichen was silent and walked over.

She knew he was hungry?

Thin white noodles are soaked in a rich and fragrant soup, with a golden egg lying on top, green shallots floating in the soup, it is longevity noodles.

Lu Yichen's eyes were deep.

Sheng Rou glanced at the wall clock on the wall, and urged: "Hurry up, it's almost twelve o'clock, and birthday noodles have to be eaten on the birthday."

Lu Yichen picked up the chopsticks and took a bite, paused, then the second and the third...

Sheng Rou rested her chin on her hands and looked at him softly.

Although he said he didn't want to celebrate his birthday, how could anyone really not care about this day?

It's only once a year, so precious.

The noodles were finished quickly, Sheng Rou looked at the time with satisfaction, and her eyes curled up: "It's exactly twelve o'clock, after eating the longevity noodles, I'm one year older!"

Lu Yichen raised his eyes and looked into her smiling eyes: "You treat me like a child?"

What is the difference between this tone and coaxing a child?

Sheng Rou asked back with a smile: "Isn't it good to be a child? Some people love and others are spoiled."

Lu Yichen said blankly: "Not all children are loved."

"..."

Sheng Rou figured it out, although today is the eldest young master's birthday, but he is very emo, the topic can't just be distracted by him.

Sheng Rou turned sideways, took out a gift box from her bag, and pushed it across the table.

She bent her lips, and the smile in her eyes was brighter than the sun: "Happy birthday, a birthday present for you."

With a fingertip, Lu Yichen lifted the lid of the gift box, and inside was a blue and white tie.

18 years, the only birthday present he received.

His eyes are getting darker.

Alcohol was still rolling in his body, and the smell of alcohol mixed with unknown emotions rushed to his chest.

The prominent Adam's apple rolls up and down.

Suddenly, Lu Yichen raised his eyes and stared straight at Sheng Rou.

The black eyes are as deep as the deep sea, as if they want to suck people in.

His voice was hoarse: "If I want another birthday present?"