Boss, your mother is black again

Chapter 555

Shen Moran remembered that he had seen such a news: a gray-haired grandmother, when she lived to be 90 years old, she was already alone.

When people live to this age, they will inevitably recall the past. She said that the most regrettable thing in her life is to marry far away, and the most regrettable thing is not being able to return to her hometown and see her natal family again.

She cried and told the visiting reporter: There is no one in my natal home, and my natal home is far away. I want to go back, but I can't.

That's right, I can't go back, I'm too old to bear the fatigue of traveling, and even if I go back, I can't make sure whether there are relatives I know living in this world in my natal family.

Moreover, after many years, she can no longer remember exactly where her hometown is, and she can no longer remember the way home.
Shen Moran didn't want to end up alone forever, alone.

Her own real hometown, the possibility of her going back is almost slim. To be able to have her own relatives in this world is actually a very lucky thing.

After all, people are social creatures. No matter how powerful, independent, or powerful they are, they will not completely break away from the crowd. They also need emotional comfort and sustenance.

Including Shen Moran.

Shen Moran is sick.

Sudden cold and fever, no symptoms, caught off guard.

It may be because of the things in the DC area some time ago, she was too worried and tired, and a thread was always tight in her whole body.

The matter was resolved, the tight thread was loosened, and the discomfort that had built up during this period came surging back.

On the night when he returned to Fu's Manor from the night show, at three or four o'clock in the morning, Shen Moran was awakened by the tearing pain from his throat.

She got up and poured herself a glass of water, drank half a glass to moisten her throat, and then got into the quilt again to sleep.

In the early morning of the next day, the pain in my throat was still terribly painful, accompanied by dizziness, dry eyes and tinnitus.

All the strength in his body seemed to be sucked out, Shen Moran let out an uncontrollable moan, and he collapsed limply on the bed, sick.

This was the first time she came to this world to be seriously ill. Because the original owner's health was not very good, the girl lay in bed for several days due to this illness.

After Fu Yunshen learned that she was ill, he specifically postponed his trip for these days, and stayed at home with her, guarding her.

Even though Shen Moran kept telling him that he was fine and asked him to do what he should do, he was still worried.

Instead of worrying about where you can't see her, it's better to stay by her side and take care of her.

The sick Shen Moran, like a kitten, was extremely lethargic, but because of some fever, he didn't sleep well.

Waking up from the dream, Shen Moran's forehead and back were already wet with sweat.

At this moment, a pair of big dry hands gently stroked her forehead, the palms were slightly cool, and Shen Moran felt an indescribable sense of comfort at the moment of touching.

The originally frowning brows could not help but relax a little.

There was also a gentle and extremely gentle voice.

"Ranran, don't be afraid, I'm by your side."

It was Fu Yunshen's voice, so gentle.

Giving Shen Moran an indescribable peace of mind, she was stunned for a moment, raised her eyes slightly, and looked at the person in front of her.

Fu Yunshen's handsome and delicate face was reflected in his eyes.

He didn't wear glasses, his facial features looked more brilliant, and he had a clean and refreshing aura, which Shen Moran was familiar with.

It was also a breath that made her feel very comfortable.

(End of this chapter)