After the mother was reborn, she was deeply involved in the battle for favor between her sons

When I lived with my aunt, my cousin got so sleepy while doing his homework at night that he fell asleep on the table.

His aunt was worried that he would catch a cold, so she would take out a blanket and cover him with it, which made him feel a little envious.

Ji Tingyang also hoped that someone would treat him like this, but he was the oldest of three siblings, and he was usually the one who covered his sleeping brothers and sisters with blankets.

When he first met Wen Li, she did cover him once. Wen Li's appearance seemed to fill a regret in his heart.

Later, he saw his aunt praising his cousin for winning first prize, so he took his certificate to find Wen Li, hoping to get the same praise.

My aunt celebrated my cousin's birthday, and he went to see Wen Li on his birthday...

But later, Wen Li's attention shifted from him to a poor boy. Ji Tingyang was scared when he thought that this little warmth would be deprived in the end.

He locked Wen Li in the villa, as if he could hold on to the last bit of warmth. But in the end, Wen Li became more and more afraid of him, and the last bit of warmth disappeared.

The more he wants to keep something, the more it will leave him.

Wen Li is like this, and so are her younger brothers and sisters...

In a trance, Ji Tingyang pulled the blanket closer to him, and the fatigue of his body was relieved. He put his nose on the blanket and sniffed it, feeling so warm.

"There's still some documents I haven't finished reading. I'll go back to my room and sleep after I finish reading them." His voice was lazy, as if he had just woken up.

I've been playing with Lin Xu all day today, and I haven't finished my work yet.

"Okay." Lin Xu didn't force him. She just asked him to take care of his health and went back to rest.

Ji Tingyang twisted the blanket on his body, his heart moved, and he subconsciously called her, "Mom..."

Lin Xu turned around: "Hmm?"

Ji Tingyang's throat rolled: "I want to eat noodles..."

In the past, my aunt would cook a bowl of noodles for my cousin because she felt sorry for him doing his homework too late.

He hasn't eaten it yet.

After calling Lin Xu, he felt a little nervous. For such a matter, he could just call Mrs. Zhang and there was no need for her at all.

What if Lin Xu gets angry and thinks he’s troublesome?

Lin Xu was surprised, but found it novel.

She had seen little Ji Tingyang act coquettishly many times, but this was the first time she had seen domineering boss Ji Tingyang act coquettishly.

Lin Xu smiled and said, "Okay, I'll cook it right away."

After saying that, he left the study.

Ji Tingyang looked at the documents on the table and prepared to finish reading them before eating noodles, but he kept looking up at the door from time to time, and it was obvious that his mind was no longer on this.

I've been reading for more than ten minutes and I haven't even finished reading the first line.

In less than half an hour, Ji Tingyang felt for the first time that the days were passing by like years.

As he looked around, Lin Xu finally came in with a bowl of scallion noodles.

The bowl was too hot, so she put it on the table as soon as she came in, and the document that she hadn't finished reading became a paper pad.

Lin Xu didn't see it, but Ji Tingyang noticed it but didn't care.

"Come and try it and see how it tastes?" Lin Xu asked excitedly.

Lin Xu rarely went into the kitchen. Her family was the type that raised their daughter in luxury, so she was not required to cook. Later, after getting married, she did try to fry a dish of sweet and sour pork ribs for her husband once or twice.

That dish of spareribs didn't look good, and tasted even worse.

Her confidence was shaken and she never set foot in the kitchen again.

Lin Xu had made sufficient preparations for today's bowl of noodles. He even searched for recipes from famous chefs and followed their instructions, so it took him twice as long.

With Lin Xu's expectation, Ji Tingyang picked up the chopsticks and took a bite, without hesitation, "Delicious."

Lin Xu was suspicious: "Really?"

Ji Tingyang smiled: "Really."

It was just an ordinary bowl of scallion noodles. No matter how poorly it was made, it wouldn't be that bad. What's more, it was what Ji Tingyang had been looking forward to for a long time.

As if to prove his words, Ji Tingyang finished the noodles in no time and even drank the noodle soup.

"If you like it, I'll cook it for you next time!" Lin Xu was happy.

Ji Tingyang is of course willing: "Okay!"

This long-lost warmth seems to have returned.

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It has been more than a week since Lin Xu came back. After settling down, she began to think about meeting her parents.

Ji Tingyang hesitated for a moment and told her that her grandparents had passed away a long time ago.

Lin Xu was the only daughter in her family. Not long after she died in a car accident, her parents died one after another within a year due to excessive grief.

As Ji Tingyang spoke, he paid attention to her expression, worried that she would cry.

Although Lin Xu was sad, he already had some vague guesses in his mind.

If her parents were still alive, they would never let their child live in someone else's home.

"Grandpa and grandma are buried in Nanshan Cemetery. Let's go and see them together?" Ji Tingyang said cautiously.

"it is good."

Nanshan Cemetery is located in the suburbs, occupies a large area and is decorated in a pleasant style.

When passing by the flower shop at the gate, Lin Xu asked him to stop and went in to buy two bouquets of white chrysanthemums.

Then he and Ji Tingyang walked in one after another.

The tombstones of his parents are next to each other. Looking at the photos on the tombstones, Lin Xu's eyes became red, and his suppressed mood finally became melancholy.

To her, only a short week had passed, and in the blink of an eye they were lying in the cemetery.

Half a month later, she called her parents who were traveling and told them that she wanted to eat pumpkin pie made by her mother. The day before her car accident, her parents just came back from their trip and told her that they had bought pumpkins and would make pumpkin pie for her when she came back.

She smiled and said that she would bring her family of five there the next day. However, she never got to eat the pumpkin pie and passed away.

Twenty years ago, they came to visit her at the cemetery, and twenty years later, she came to visit them.

The breeze caressed her cheek, blowing away the tears that had accumulated in her eyes and sliding them to the ground.

Because Lin Xu had something to say to her parents alone, Ji Tingyang stood at the intersection waiting for her.

He looked towards Lin Xu worriedly, touched his empty pockets, took out his cell phone, and wondered whether he should ask the driver to bring a pack of tissues.

Suddenly, a message popped up on the screen. It was from Wen Li. Just a few days ago, Ji Tingyang mentioned the blacklist, and she released him first.

"I have something to do today and can't make it to the curfew. Can you come later?"

Ji Tingyang frowned, and there happened to be an update in her circle of friends, so she clicked on it.

There was a picture that captured half of a man’s body, and I knew without a doubt that it was Xiao Yu.

Ji Tingyang's first reaction was no, he wanted to trap the warmth that belonged to him. Suddenly, he saw Lin Xu walking towards him out of the corner of his eye.

Somehow, the dark mood faded away. He casually replied with a "hmm", then put the phone back in his pocket and walked towards Lin Xu.

"Go back?"

Lin Xu shook his head: "Take me to see the tombstone of your father and me."

She remembered Ji Tingyang saying that her and her husband's tombstones were also buried here.