she fell from the galaxy

In a private courtyard with winding paths, Zhu Wuyou came to live here for ten days in a flash.

Compared with her previous mental state, her state did not seem to have improved.

Perhaps because she stayed in the house all day and didn't go out, her face was sickly pale, like a diseased plant that might wither and die quickly at any time.

Looking up, there is a nearly withered spider plant hanging, very weak and dying, as if it will fall down with one breath.

Zhu Wuyou's eyes always fell on the pot of spider plants unconsciously, and she seemed to be no different from it now.

Aunt Yao, who cleaned the house, was probably afraid that she would be sad when she saw her, so she wanted to throw it away, but Zhu Wuyou stopped her.

On that day, Zhu Wuyou rarely got out of bed and fetched water to water it.

Probably due to sympathy for each other, Zhu Wuyou indulged himself in the pain and withered away, but couldn't bear the pitiful death of this spider plant.

You are so beautiful withered, as beautiful as snowflakes, a thousand years in a moment, and then the sorrow takes on weight, so you are a greater sorrow.

Perhaps subconsciously, Zhu Wuyou was expecting a miracle.

A few days later, a miracle really happened.

There was a little green on the withered Chlorophytum, and then new green shoots grew.

The bright sun shines on the window sill, and the sprouts are so dazzling, so tenacious, so unbelievable.

Even though he witnessed it with his own eyes, Zhu Wuyou still found it inconceivable.

Zhu Wuyou put on his slippers and walked to the balcony, wanting to take a closer look at it.

*
At this time, the horn of the car sounded, and the gate of the courtyard slowly opened, and a black car drove in.

A lively little girl stepped out of the car, instantly adding infinite vitality to the lifeless courtyard.

Zhu Wuyou stared intently at the little girl, unconsciously attracted by her.

The little girl seemed to have noticed her too, and immediately hid behind Lin Yunlang in fright, peeking at her without a glance.

At first glance, Zhu Wuyou is a sick and melancholy woman. It is not surprising that the little girl would have such a reaction.

Lin Yunlang lowered his head to comfort the little girl, then took her hand into the room.

"Wuyou, this is Tianxin." Lin Yunlang introduced her quietly.

Some clips flashed through Zhu Wuyou's mind like a movie: the unbelievably beautiful fan dumpling at the H country airport, and the little showman who framed her as a human trafficker.

Zhu Wuyou remembered that she was that double-faced little girl, and she really didn't know each other.

Xiao Tianxin flashed a pair of beautiful big eyes, and hid behind Lin Yunlang in fear, showing fearful and unfriendly eyes to Zhu Wuyou.

It was obvious that she didn't like her and didn't want to see her.

Zhu Wuyou couldn't take his eyes off for a while, and slowly opened his tightly pursed lips: "Have we... met?"

For such a long time, she seldom spoke, which surprised Lin Yunlang.

Sure enough, kinship is a wonderful thing.

Xiao Tianxin shook her head like a rattle, she grabbed Lin Yunlang's skirt and yelled, "No, she is a bad mother, I don't want a bad mother."

Lin Yunlang picked up Xiao Tianxin and coaxed her softly: "Tianxin, I forgot that Uncle told you that some people just look alike, but just because they look alike doesn't mean they are the same person. You forgot about your twins Are you guys Julie and Ellie?"

Xiao Tianxin immediately calmed down, hugged Lin Yunlang's neck tightly and refused to let go, but her eyes secretly looked at Zhu Wuyou from time to time.

Lin Yunlang cut to the chase: "Wuyou, she is your biological daughter Tianxin. Although she does not look like you, she is indeed your biological daughter."

Lin Yunlang handed Zhu Wuyou a detailed investigation report and paternity test.

Zhu Wuyou's pupils trembled instantly, and his mind went blank.

After a long time, Zhu Wuyou finally reacted, turning over the paper in his hand.

"She...really...is my daughter?" Zhu Wuyou opened his eyes wide, showing a dubious expression.

Lin Yunlang nodded with great certainty: "Well, it's absolutely true."

According to the investigation report, Zhu Wuyou was sent to the hospital shortly after giving birth to Xiao Tianxin, and was later subcontracted by Su Lan and secretly taken to Country H to be raised by others.

As the saying goes, guard against day and night, house thieves are hard to guard against, Mo Sihan knows people are not good, and he deserves it for luring wolves into the house.

Zhu Wuyou's eyes filled with tears, and she was so shocked that she couldn't speak for a moment. The expression on her face was like a dry sponge, which was instantly filled with water and became vivid.

Lin Yunlang asked her: "Do you want to hug your child?"

Zhu Wuyou's tears burst out of his eyes instantly, like a person who lost his beloved toy and found it again, he burst into tears.

"My child, my child." Zhu Wuyou hugged Xiao Tianxin tightly and never let go.

She came back to life again, just like the dying Chlorophytum plant, after being reinfused with vitality, it has the motivation to live again.

This scene is the touching scene of the reunion of long-lost children and their families.

Lin Yunlang looked at the mother and daughter with relief, and finally heaved a sigh of relief.

……

Love Nest Villa
When there was no one around, Su Lan sat in front of the makeup mirror, wearing the solitary crown on her head, admiring herself alone.

In the mirror, the dove egg diamond ring she was wearing reflected a dazzling light, as if showing off a trophy.

Finally, what she had dreamed of was hers again.

After a while, the identities of Dream and Lin's daughter will also be hers.

As long as she replaces Zhu Wuyou, she will have no regrets.

Among them, what Su Lan was most satisfied with was Mo Sihan's doting on her.

In her eyes, whoever wins Mo Sihan wins the world.

Right now, she already owns the world, so naturally she can't take anything away.

Suddenly, Su Lan caught a glimpse of a group photo framed on the wall, and immediately felt it was an eyesore.

It was in the Yi Xun Garden that Mo Sihan personally built for Zhu Wuyou. When the two of them made their relationship public, the reporter took a random picture of it for the newspaper and hung it on the wall of the master bedroom. It was a testimony of some kind of love.

The more Su Lan looked at it, the more glaring it became, and she couldn't help but want to take it off and smash it to pieces.

Su Lan can't extricate herself from her dream, but this photo reminds her all the time that she is just a poor substitute, which is really ironic and sad.

Irony, shame, Huang Liang Yimeng, these words kept popping up, which made her extremely angry.

Su Lan took down the photo and grasped the frame tightly in her hand, her knuckles turned white.

There was an impulse in her mind, she wanted to use that pen to paint the disgusting face of the woman in the photo, and then set it on fire to burn it to ashes.

It's ironic to say that the face she loathes so much is also the face she shares at the moment.

"LOSER!" Su Lan stared at Zhu Wuyou in the photo, her red lips couldn't help but rise.

In the next second, she pretended to be unable to hold it steady, and smashed the frame of the mirror to pieces.

"Dangdang!"

"What's wrong?" The servant rushed in from outside the house and asked her nervously, "Young Mistress, are you alright? Did you get your hands scratched?"

Su Lan's palette-like face was automatically adjusted to the 'first love face', so weak that it was unbearable to scold: "I'm sorry!"

She is obviously the face of the head of the house, but in front of the servants, she forcibly plays the role of a weak and boneless girl. Her vigilance is really extraordinary.

In the study room next door, Mo Sihan's eyes, which were already dark and prey, became even colder now, and the obsidian pupils seemed to have dripped two drops of ink, bottomless.

Thanks to the previous lessons, Mo Sihan installed monitors in every corner of his villa, and the scene just now was naturally captured.

He had long felt that something was wrong, always wondering if Zhu Wuyou had schizophrenia after being rescued.

"Don't you like this group photo? Didn't you like it very much before?"

At some point, Mo Sihan was leaning against the wall, smiling at Su Lan.

Su Lan didn't expect Mo Sihan to appear suddenly, and was at a loss for a moment.

The two faced each other silently, and the atmosphere was a little stiff.

Su Lan twisted her fingers nervously, lowered her head and bit her lips lightly, "I... don't like it."

With his hands in his trouser pockets, Mo Sihan walked over generously, patted her on the shoulder and smiled, "Okay, then I'll order someone to take it away."

Although Mo Sihan seldom smiles, he is one of the people who smiles pretty.

Su Lan couldn't help being distracted, attracted by the masculinity in front of her, she threw herself into her arms: "Yes."

Mo Sihan's expression was slightly cold, and there was an inquisitive look in his eyes: "I'll take you to the hospital for reexamination in a while, don't worry, the doctor said that your amnesia is only temporary, and you will recover one day."

"But... can we not go?" Su Lan raised her innocent eyes and looked at him pitifully.

Mo Sihan lowered his eyes, pinned her hair behind her ears, and coaxed softly, "Don't be afraid, I'm here."

Su Lan tilted her head, and buried her face in Mo Sihan's chest.

From an angle that Su Lan couldn't see, Mo Sihan's expression was not as warm as his voice, but extremely cold.

*
Silent night.

There was a lamp in the room, and the door was ajar.

Su Lan lay on the bed without any sleepiness, eagerly waiting for Mo Sihan's arrival.

She looked like a harem concubine waiting to be favored, and she was about to be flopped.

Although the extravagant hope in her heart was always ruthlessly extinguished, she still did not give up.

During the recent period, Mo Sihan took care of Su Lan meticulously, and even said sweet words to her from time to time, coaxing Su Lan to stretch her whole body and mind, making her extremely comfortable and satisfied.

The only dissatisfaction was that Mo Sihan refused to have sex with her on the grounds that her body was unsuitable.

In this regard, Su Lan couldn't help but feel a little disappointed.

Every night, after putting her to sleep, the sound of Mo Sihan's footsteps leaving was as cold as ice cream stuffed in his mouth.

For so many years, what Su Lan was looking forward to the most was to sleep with Mo Sihan, but it was a pity that she never got her wish.

What she can't get is always in turmoil, which has almost become her obsession.

Now, she has undergone plastic surgery to look like Zhu Wuyou, no matter in terms of demeanor, walking posture, or even the tone of speech, she is very similar, logically speaking, it shouldn't be like this.

"Knock! Knock!"

There was a knock on the door, and a burst of familiar footsteps stepped into the room, and the loneliness in the woman's heart disappeared instantly.

Su Lan's heart was half-surprised and half-surprised, and a glimmer of light rekindled: Will he stay tonight?