Weird Fantasy Invasion

“She went up to make clothes.”

Ye Lan said this with a smile, and then waved to him.

"Come here, Xiao Huan, I want to show you something."

"Okay, Auntie."

After placing the double skin milk on the coffee table, Yan Huan sat down next to Ye Lan and watched her open the thick photo album in her hand, revealing the photos displayed inside.

Her finger moved and stopped on a photo of two young women.

In the group photo, Ye Lan, with short hair and a somewhat awkward smile, stood next to a woman with long flowing hair and a sunny smile. The woman nonchalantly made a "yeah" gesture to the camera.

Just looking at the beautiful girl standing next to Ye Lan, Yan Huan's eyes moved slightly.

The girl's eyes and eyebrows really look like mine, especially when she smiles.

Then, Yan Huan also understood her identity.

"Look, Xiao Huan, this is your mother, Wang Yulu, my college classmate."

Ye Lan smiled slightly, moving his fingers along the photos, and then said to Yan Huan who was stunned beside him,

"When I first entered university, my family's business was at a low point and conditions were very difficult. Don't look at me as glamorous and beautiful now, but 20 years ago, your aunt was so poor that she could barely make ends meet when she was in university."

In the photos, some of Ye Lan's clothes obviously don't match her body shape and appear a little too big.

“But young people cannot be satisfied just by burying their heads in books, they always need entertainment and socializing.

"But I had no money to buy clothes, so the ones I brought to college were all my sister's size bigger. I would feel inferior even when I wore them.

"I don't even have clothes, let alone other things like cosmetics, snacks, and electronic products. I don't have anything."

In every photo, the girl standing next to Ye Lan has a smile on her face, and she either makes a gesture to the camera or makes some funny movements.

You can tell just from the photo that she is a very sunny woman.

“At that time, your mother was my roommate.

"When she saw that I had no clothes to wear, she would lend me clothes of similar size. When I went out on dates or for interviews and didn't have any makeup, she would give me hers. She taught me skin care, took me out for exercise, studied with me, and introduced me to more friends.

"Your father and mother met at that time. Look, this is your father. Your parents were a perfect couple in the Faculty of Arts at that time."

In one photo, Ye Lan, Wang Yulu and another handsome man wearing glasses were looking at the camera at the same time, apparently at the dining table, with some other classmates behind them.

"Your mother is a very kind and sincere person. Without her, I don't know what psychological problems I would have had during my six years of undergraduate and graduate studies.

"She was my best friend until she graduated from graduate school. She and your father chose to come to Linmen to develop their careers. They flew all over the world and their cell phones were often out of service. As for me, I was busy with my failed marriage and my family's business.

"Over the years, I occasionally sent text messages to say hello, but there was never a reply. I thought they were too busy, who knows"

As he spoke, Ye Lan's eyes gradually turned red.

She turned the page of the photo album, but she didn't dare to look at it again, as if she was afraid of crying when she saw Yan Huan's mother's face again.

Yan Huan considerately took out a tissue for her and handed it to her.

In the photo album, a photo of Yan Huan's mother smiling next to the baby's crib attracted Yan Huan's attention.

In the crib, he saw Ye Shiyu, who was still a baby, stretching out her little hand and holding Wang Yulu's little finger, while Wang Yulu's face was full of smiles and surprise.

It also says under the album,

"Shiyu's first meeting with her godmother."

Looking at the note under the photo, Yan Huan's pupils shrank slightly, and Ye Lan next to him also laughed after seeing the photo.

"Your mother and I agreed to be each other's children's godmothers. I have always told Shiyu this. So, Xiao Huan, I hope you can understand why your aunt was so out of control when she first met you. Maybe I was too anxious and acted too intimately, which made you feel very unnatural.

"I was just crying, I couldn't help laughing when I saw your name. She always said that if she had a child, she would give him this name because she loves to laugh. She said that the child must love to laugh too."

Yan Huan took out another piece of paper and handed it over, but Ye Lan didn't even notice it.

So, he could only wipe her tears himself, somewhat offensively.

"Auntie Ye"

But Ye Lan gently held the hand that Yan Huan extended. She looked at Yan Huan in front of her and asked softly,

"So, Xiao Huan, how about you stay here? Just live in your aunt's house. I will treat you as my own child and take good care of you on behalf of your mother, okay?"

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Looking at Ye Lan, whose eyes were filled with tears and enthusiasm, Yan Huan opened his mouth and an unknown emotion filled his heart.

This was a proposal that could not be refused for both emotional and logical reasons. After two days, it was almost a natural outcome.

Maybe Yan Huan had already considered it from a "rational" perspective before, and there is no need to say more about the value of the position as the president of Ye International Linmen.

To be honest, no matter how stupid you are, you can understand the importance of the easy answer of "yes" to this kind of noble person who comes out of nowhere.

But everything Ye Lan said just now was from the perspective of "emotion".

There is no bloody love triangle, no dramatic love-hate relationship.

It's just a helping hand in times of distress, and it's just a long-term daily companionship.

However, when she reviewed the past and thoroughly showed Yan Huan the precious feelings between them, even though Yan Huan was an orphan time traveler, she would probably be moved.

It was because he realized the sincerity of Ye Lan's emotions that he was in hesitation at this moment.

Feeling Yan Huan's hesitation, Ye Lan, with tears in the corners of his eyes, began to turn his mouth down uncontrollably again.

That look, with emotions like a torrent rushing towards Yan Huan, made people feel that words of rejection were the unforgivable sin in this world.

"Aunt."

As for Yan Huan, his eyes drooped little by little, avoiding her face like that.

After a moment of silence, he smiled bitterly and said,

"I can't stay."

Hearing this, Ye Lan was a little bit unbelievable. She blinked and asked quickly,

"Why? Does Auntie make it difficult for you to get along with her?"

"of course not."

"That's my sister? She just rarely interacts with others. She's not a bad person by nature. I believe that if Xiao Huan is around, she will slowly become more cheerful."

"It's not because of my sister, auntie. I never thought about it that way."

"Why is that? Auntie has a lot of money and can help you solve many problems. Even if you are not satisfied with something, just tell me."

Ye Lan's expression in front of him became more and more puzzled, and his look of grievance and sadness became more and more overflowing.

She just looked into Yan Huan's eyes, chasing his evasive gaze until it reached a blind spot.

really

You can't escape from it, Yan Huan.

You can blame those damn editors, Aunt Ye, for forcing me to do this.

Yan Huan kept smiling, and her eyes finally raised little by little, looking straight into Ye Lan's eyes.

There was no disgust in his eyes, but his tone was firm.

The time was 7:30 p.m. on Sunday, and the location was Ye Lan’s mansion in Jinghe District.

Yan Huan looked at Ye Lan in front of him and said sincerely,

"I'm sorry, Aunt Ye.

"I can't stay here. I have to go back to the South Side."

Chapter 14 Despicable Me

"Crack, click, click."

The sewing machine was humming on the table, but Ye Shiyu's eyes in front of the table gradually lost focus.

The originally regular and pleasant sound now made her feel irritated. She suddenly raised her hand and pressed the switch of the sewing machine to stop it.

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My phone was playing music next to me, but when I turned around I realized I had forgotten to turn off the screen.

She was indeed a little absent-minded tonight.

Ye Shiyu pursed her lips, took a deep breath, stood up, reached out and picked up the empty water cup next to her, and went downstairs to get some water.

Whenever she feels irritable or nervous, she drinks a lot of water.

At this time, mom and him should still be chatting, right?

It’s okay, let them talk.

Anyway, tonight.

She would also go and have a good "chat" with him.

Holding the phone and water cup tightly, Ye Shiyu pushed open the door expressionlessly and walked downstairs.

However, when she reached the second floor, she saw that Yan Huan's door was wide open, revealing a dark space inside.

"woooooo"

Then she seemed to hear her mother sobbing downstairs.

She frowned slightly and walked to the living room on the first floor, where she saw the photo album still on Ye Lan's knees on the sofa, and she was crying with her head down.

Aunt Chen sat next to her, patting her back and constantly handing her tissues, and there were already quite a few paper balls on the coffee table.

I looked around but didn't see Yan Huan.

She didn't say anything, as if she realized something.

he's gone?

why?

Even though she couldn't think of the answer at the moment, relief and joy suddenly emerged in her heart.

Seeing Ye Shiyu coming down, Aunt Chen patted Ye Lan on the back and said to her,