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Chapter 13

Chapter 13

Luan Yenan and Zuo Baixuan stood under the eaves in front of the door. Pepper also changed his irritability just now and sat beside him obediently.

More and more raindrops fell in the air, and the two of them were also covered with water droplets.

The housemaid trotted out and handed it over tremblingly with a towel in his hand, wanting to help: "Little, miss... Come in and sit, don't catch a cold."

Luan Yenan raised his hand and refused.

The heat of the autumn tiger will not disappear because of such a little rain.

"Mom is still on the video conference, right? Grandpa didn't come, right?"

"Yes, yes. Mr. Luan is holding a meeting in the study. Mr. Luan has been traveling for a while and hasn't come back." The servant nodded to report.

For these servants, the most difficult thing for the Luan family to deal with is one old and one small, two straight alpha cancers.

And the smaller ones are harder to deal with.

Because the little one is a madman, and his brain is not normal.

The servant who provokes her will not end well.

Seeing that they could not be persuaded, they hurriedly retreated, so as not to provoke this Lady of Plague.

Luan Yenan glanced out of the corner of the eye, the reaction of these servants.

Obviously, the original body is very annoying.

But she didn't care.

Continue to watch the raindrops falling on the yard outside the house. Take a deep breath, the good smell, mixed with the earthy smell.

Familiar smells with dusty memories.

"The sweet-scented osmanthus in the yard is so fragrant." Zuo Baixuan relaxed and naturally had to talk to Luan Yenan.

Luan Yenan suddenly widened her eyes and looked at the yard. The carefully planted trees were really sweet-scented osmanthus trees.

The familiar smell from the door is the scent of osmanthus.

I haven't smelled osmanthus for a long time.

When I was a child, my mother loved the sweet-scented osmanthus tree she planted at the door.

Every year when the season comes, she will pick sweet-scented osmanthus from the tree and make cakes.

The sweet taste left a deep memory on the taste buds of Luan Yenan as a child.

But the deeper the memory, the more grief after the death of my mother. Every time she smelled or tasted sweet-scented osmanthus, it gave her a splitting headache.

Over and over again in my mind, I reincarnated the picture when my mother was still alive, and I was deeply in pain.

But she never once chose to paralyze herself with alcohol or take medicine to control it.

She is afraid that she will forget her mother, and that she will forget the reason for walking in the world.

However, this situation became more and more serious after Luan Yenan became rich. After affecting his normal work and life, he could only go to the hospital to see a doctor. . At the same time, I have to stay away from everything related to osmanthus.

Over time, those who know her know that she "hates" the smell of sweet-scented osmanthus.

Thinking about it this way, I probably haven't smelled sweet-scented osmanthus for more than ten years.