After the divorce, she amazed the world

Chapter 180 Light Blue Memory
An Yan didn't know that all of this was done by her eldest son. Now that she was outside, An Siming's heart ached.

From his point of view, An Yan's action path can be seen completely.

"Uncle Li, let me tell you the route you can take next, and you tell Mommy."

"it is good."

Li Fengchen made a call, and An Yan, who was on the opposite side, put on a bluetooth headset to connect.

"Go ahead and go left."

"There are patrols on the right."

"Zhao Song's room is on the third floor, the second room on the left when you walk up the stairs."

An Yan successfully found Zhao Song's room, pried open the door and sneaked in. He snored like thunder and slept soundly.

An Yan rummaged carefully in his room. The things in the room were simple, but there were some women's things inside.

She just felt disgusted looking at it, and even felt a little scalp numb.

After returning those things to their original places, An Yan showed a strange smile on her face. She tidied herself up and stood beside Zhao Song with disheveled hair.

A gust of cold wind blew by, and Zhao Song's snoring stopped. He turned over, half dreaming and half awake, only feeling a little cold, half squinting his eyes and trying to get up to close the window, but... the squinting eyes saw There was a white shadow!

His drowsiness woke up most of him, his eyes widened, and he wondered if he was wrong. He wanted to stand up and go to the door to take a look, but found that his legs were trembling. He had heard of it before. The dirty things here, I thought it was fake, but he saw it just now...

"These are all fake, Zhao Song, don't be afraid, there are no ghosts and gods in this world, you are a firm materialist."

He managed to cheer himself up, stood up tremblingly and walked to the door, but there was nothing at the door.

He closed the window, turned around and wanted to go back to bed and continue to sleep, there was a "bang"!
The window was blown open again by the wind and hit the wall.

He trembled all over, and slowly turned around tremblingly...

A woman with long hair in white clothes, bright lipstick, and eyes as wide as copper bells stood in front of him with her hands outstretched.

"Zhao Song, you must die!"

There was a sharp and piercing sound from the woman's mouth, and she opened her bloody mouth wide.

"Ah ah ah ah ah--"

Zhao Song's screams echoed throughout the room, and also throughout the mental hospital.

Many lights are turned on from the outside.

Dozens of people rushed into Zhao Song's room, and the moment they entered, they saw Zhao Song fainted on the ground.

"Director Zhao!!!"

A group of people hurriedly helped him to the bed and checked his body. The mental hospital was very lively that night.

An Yan returned to the ward with a smile on her face, lying on the bed peacefully, staring at the ceiling in a daze, she tilted her head, and slowly fell asleep.

In the dream, the smoke was lingering.

"Is anyone here?"

An Yan looked around, it was covered with white mist, and it was almost impossible to see anything clearly.

"Yanyan—"

A familiar voice came from behind, An Yan was shocked and ran towards the source of the sound.

"Mom...Mom, is that you!?"

She seemed to be able to clear away all the fog, but when she got to the source of the sound, there was nothing.

"Little Yan—"

The voice sounded from behind her again, and she turned around in an instant. This time, she saw a figure in a cheongsam walking forward with her back facing her slowly, and she hurried to catch up.

A graceful figure...

"mom……"

The figure in front of her eyes overlapped with the shadow in her memory, An Yan's eyes immediately became moist, and she chased after that person, but every time she was about to catch up, that figure would be farther away from her A little bit, there seems to be an invisible barrier between the two.

She could only watch the woman go further and further away, unable to touch her.

"Mother!

"Mom! Look back at me!"

She kept running forward, slapping the barrier in front of her, and the figure in front seemed to stop.

"Yanyan..."

"Mom misses you so much..."

"Mom hasn't left you, you can definitely find me..."

Mu Xue's voice was as gentle as water.

She turned around slowly and looked back, but An Yan's eyes became more and more frightened.

Half of Mu Xue's face is almost perfect, but the other half...has been burnt to charcoal!

"what--!"

An Yan opened her eyes suddenly, and sat up from the bed in an instant. At this time, the sky outside had turned slightly white.

Her chest heaved violently, and her mind was full of the mother's face she saw just now.

"It turned out to be just a dream..."

She covered her face with her hands, and her forehead was covered with cold sweat from fright.

She hadn't dreamed of her mother for a long time, and she didn't expect to dream of her mother on the first night of living here.

Is it because there was a big fire in this room and there were scorched marks, so I implied that my mother might have been hurt, so in the dream, my mother's face would be scorched?
She once studied psychology, and sometimes a little detail that you don't care about will be infinitely magnified in your dreams.

She lay on the bed, calmed down, staring straight at the ceiling, last night it was too dark, she couldn't see clearly at all, but now she looked carefully, and found that there seemed to be something covered on the ceiling up.

Behind some cokes, there seems to be a light blue watercolor?
The floor height of the house is not very high, standing on the bed is not enough, you can add a stool, maybe it can touch the ceiling.

She sat up, looked around the room, moved a chair and put it on the bed, and then stood up. Anyway, she is now a mentally ill lunatic in the eyes of others, and she will not pay attention to any of her actions.

She carefully stood on the chair, raised her hand to touch the burnt black charcoal, and gently picked it with her fingertips, one piece of black charcoal fell down, and a light blue area was exposed.

She frowned, and stepped up to smell it. There was a faint smell. This is... fireproof paint?
An Yan suddenly fell into the memory. When she was a child, she set her house on fire without knowing it. In the end, she almost set the whole house on fire. Fortunately, she was discovered in time. However, Mu Xue did not blame herself, but studied A fire-resistant coating came out.

Mu Xue showed it to herself at the time, and at that time she still hated the adjusted color as ugly, and later Mu Xue made other colors, among which the most eye-catching one is this light blue one!

And the sky blue one is the one in front of you!
She clenched her fists and suddenly remembered something more important.

Her mother... is a scientific practitioner with super talent!
(End of this chapter)