Sick Wife Dressed as a Villain

Chapter 118 The small advertisement on the wall that hasn't been changed in three years.

Li Yulan turned her head and saw Song Rongxuan came back carrying a half-sized bag and a small suitcase, and immediately smiled and said:
"I'm asking Zhao Chongbin, what are you carrying in the car? Oh, I didn't see this small box when I packed it today? Where did it come from? It's so small, what can it hold?"

Li Yulan had only seen this kind of small box being pulled by passers-by, so she was very curious.

Song Rongxuan rubbed Li Yulan's hair with the hand that didn't pull the box, and whispered:
"Go back and open it for you to see. I kept it in the car and didn't take it out. Go home first! It's too hot outside."

"Good! Go home."

Li Yulan felt that the place where she and Song Rongxuan lived was called home, and the places where they lived in the palace before were just a place to live.

As early as when Song Rongxuan had just brought back his things, Zhao Chongbin hooked Yang Ping'an's back and went up with Huo Wenzhou first.

Li Yulan and Li Yulan were left behind.

Li Yulan was led by Song Rongxuan, and walked up the familiar stairs step by step. For the first time, she still felt a little nervous, maybe it was because of the closeness to her hometown!

Song Rongxuan might have noticed it, and silently squeezed her hand tightly.

After walking a few steps, Li Yulan found that even the advertising paper pasted on the side wall of the stairs was three years ago, and it hadn't changed at all.

But didn't Rongxuan tell himself at the beginning that these small advertisements would be replaced with new ones every few months?

There is still a pot of unknown purple flowers on the window sill at the stairway, and it is blooming gorgeously!

I remember that every time I passed by here three years ago, I liked to take a look at this little potted flower. I don't know why, but I just like it very much.

But didn't Rongxuan say that it only blooms in autumn?Is it summer now?

He stopped and asked curiously:
"Why is it blooming now? Did you tell me that the gene of this flower has mutated?"

When Song Rongxuan saw Li Yulan's puzzled face, there was a little sweat on his forehead, it was too hot, and his heart ached.

Bend down and said softly:

"Hey, let's go, it's too hot outside. I'll tell you slowly."

So he led Li Yulan while walking and said:
"The flower didn't have a genetic mutation. I didn't know what happened to the original pot two years ago. When it died, I asked someone to specially cultivate it in the greenhouse. In the greenhouse, it can bloom all year round. It’s being moved out to put the window sill.”

Song Rongxuan actually never told Li Yulan that he really likes her asking him questions. First, she looks suspicious about something, which is very cute.

The second is that when I answer her questions, I show that I am also useful.

The third is that she likes to see the admiration Yulan looks at herself after she has said the answer.

Although the current Song Rongxuan is no longer the poor boy who moved bricks when he first met Li Yulan three years ago, deep down in his heart, he still has low self-esteem. After all, Yulan has been so good and outstanding from the beginning to the present.

Song Rongxuan sometimes thinks that in his previous life, he struggled to go out early and return home late every day, which gradually led to the lack of communication with Yulan. In fact, he also had his own inferiority complex at work.

I always feel that I have to work harder and become better in order to be worthy of the soft, lovely, understanding, smart and generous Yulan.

In the end, because he didn't take good care of her, he lost her instead.

In fact, it was not until the end that I realized that cherishing every day is the most important thing.

After hearing what Song Rongxuan said, Li Yulan looked back at the blooming flowers on the window sill.

It turned out that the existence of the potted flowers was specially placed by Rong Xuan, and the small advertisement on the wall of the stairwell was probably Song Rongxuan's to prevent others from replacing it, and he suddenly felt hot in his eyes.

No one has ever treated himself so carefully.

(End of this chapter)