Can't escape the female supporting role of Black Heart Lotus [Transmigration Book]

When the phrase sister came, Wen Renqing couldn't get it no matter how coaxed she was.

On the way back, it came to my ears at such a casual time.

The word "sister" has a nostalgic ending, as if it is being coquettish in the ear.

The girl's fair face was slowly stained with a layer of light pink, she looked straight ahead, and squeezed out a calm "hmm".

"Sister Qing." Ji Xun shouted again, his eyes were black and white.

People, it is only after experiencing severe cold that you will realize that the flowers on the roadside are blooming so brilliantly and the sky above your head is so blue again.

Stepping on the solid soil, how happy I am to be able to walk forward healthily on my own legs.

Ji Xun blinked, and quietly handed over the wild flowers in her hand: "Here you are."

Wen Renqing lowered his eyes and looked at her.

Ji Xun's apricot eyes were clear and lingering, as if stars fell into her eyes, only shining towards her.

Wen Renqing looked down and recognized that the little liar was picking camellias.

The petals are layer by layer, not afraid of severe cold and wind, blooming in the valley, red and warm.Now the little liar picked one and gave it to himself.

Wen Renqing reached out subconsciously to pick up the flower.

She has received flowers three times.

The first time was in the small garden of Ji Xun's house, and I received the hibiscus that the little girl picked up.

The second time was at the hospital. The little liar cried miserably and gave her a bunch of roses.

the third time…

She stared at the camellia and held it on her fingertips for a while.

"Do you send flowers to everyone?"

Ji Xun was startled: "What?"

Wen Renqing restrained his expression and pursed his lips: "It's nothing."

It just occurred to her suddenly that sending flowers is a little liar's habit of comforting others, or is it just for her.

She is unwilling to be the former, but hopes to be the latter.

Ji Xun stared intently for a while.

Usually she is always very dull, but today she rarely understood what Qingqing meant.

"No." The little girl said softly, "I have never sent flowers to others, Qingqing is the first one."

The coldness on Wen Renqing's face lessened slightly, his brows stretched, his lips were curved but then pursed together: "Why?"

Without thinking, Ji Xun bent Xing'er's eyes and replied, "Because it's clear and beautiful. When I see something beautiful, I want to give it to you."

Because you look good!

The reason was so simple and straightforward that Wen Renqing was so blocked that he couldn't speak.

She felt hot from her cheeks to the base of her ears, and then to her neck.

She forced herself to be calm, stared at the front and said calmly: "Don't send flowers to others in the future. You have grown up."

"?" Ji Xun couldn't understand the connection between sending flowers to others and growing up.

Seeing the little girl's dazed and ignorant appearance, Wen Renqing suddenly felt an inexplicable fire in his heart.

She narrowed her long and narrow Danfeng eyes.

"Did anyone ever tell you that sending flowers is an expression of courtship?"

Send flowers, courtship.

Ji Xun knew each of these words, but when he heard them together from Qingqing's mouth, it seemed that he had lost the ability to distinguish sounds, and he was stunned for several seconds.

She looked at Wen Renqing in a daze, Xing'er's eyes were like a deer in the forest that was frightened by something.

Cute and clear.

Until Uncle Li drove the car over from behind the two of them, stopped on the side of the road, and honked the horn.

Ji Xun suddenly came back to his senses, and opened his cherry lips: "Oh."

Is Qingqing afraid that she will be cheated by others? She is so serious, as if she is teaching children not to fall in love early.

She pursed her lips, and smiled at others with dimples: "Okay, okay, I know. I don't give flowers to others. I only give you."

After Wen Renqing finally recovered his normal ears, he felt hot again.

She closed her eyes before suppressing what she wanted to say just now—are you afraid that I might misunderstand?

But she knew it wasn't appropriate, at least not at this time.

Some window paper has only one chance to pierce.

You don't know the outcome.

The car drove to Xiangshan Villa.

Ji Xun got off the car with Wen Renqing, and Uncle Li took out the live chickens and ducks in the trunk.

The hen flapped its wings and clucked in a high-pitched voice, and the ducks quacked a few times, and the yard where the car was parked suddenly became lively.

When Xiaocui heard the movement, she saw chickens and ducks lying on the floor behind her and Miss Xun.

"This……"

For a moment, she didn't know whether to welcome the lady back first, or ask where these chickens and ducks came from and how to deal with them when they were brought back.

"Sister Xiaocui!" Ji Xun was extremely enthusiastic when he saw Xiaocui whom he hadn't seen for several days.

Xiao Cui laughed in response: "Hey! Miss Xun! Did you enjoy going out this time?"

She suddenly slapped her head: "I read the news today and saw that there was a slight earthquake in S city. Did you go to S city to play? Was it affected?"

Ji Xun blinked and looked back to see clearly.

Wen Renqing lowered his eyes, fiddling with the camellia flower that could be broken at any time, not knowing what he was thinking.

She was thinking of the word "sister", is that what the little liar calls everyone?

Seeing that Qingqing didn't say what he experienced last night, Ji Xun turned around and shook his head when the words came to his lips: "No, we're fine."

According to her understanding, if she is having trouble with her family, or the relationship is deadlocked.

With this incident, she will speak out to break the deadlock.

Before time travelling, even though her elder brother loved her, there were times when they quarreled and got awkward.

When she didn't want to be subdued, but didn't want to continue to quarrel with her brother, she burst into tears and said that something hurt from the fall, and her brother quickly forgot the previous conflict.

Then they make up.

Ji Xun has no discernment in other matters, but he has a kind of unique little cleverness that is spoiled by nature when it comes to how to break the ice and attract the attention of his family.

Aunt Yue took the initiative to ask me about things before, which made Ji Xun feel that Aunt Yue has changed a lot compared to before.

As for the tense mother-daughter relationship between Qingqing and Aunt Yue who have been deadlocked for many years, if Qingqing can properly show weakness, Aunt Yue will definitely be very concerned.

After all, last night, they really almost encountered an accident.

If Qingqing didn't wake up early...

Ji Xun's face turned pale for a moment, and she didn't dare to think about it any further.

In the villa, Wen Renyue was leaning on the window sill, seeing a car driving in the courtyard, with a lady's cigarette in his hand, he pressed it out reflexively.

In the past few days, she turned her memory from the present to the past, trying to find out the warmth she had with her daughter.

But the more I think about it, the more unpleasant it becomes.

She hadn't... never done a thing worthy of being a good mother.

When she went to Ji's house that time, she saw the little girl of Ji's family, and there were many photos in the study.

Those photos range from a few years old to a teenager, from a little girl to a beautiful girl, and every age group of the little girl is carefully preserved.

It can be seen that Ji Xun grew up in a happy family, like a rare plant that is carefully cared for and regularly watered and fertilized.

Compared with this, her daughter Qingqing has grown up like an unattended tree for so many years.

This fact makes people's nose sour.

She never spent a good time with her daughter for a moment, and she didn't even leave a photo that recorded Qingqing's growth.

This kind of belated, newly awakened maternal love is like a knife.

Long after her.

She covered her face with one hand and leaned against the window sill, her eyes sore.

All the disregard, torture, and indebtedness towards her daughter these years would have accumulated into pain and guilt in her chest.

She thought that she was a selfish person. After all, for more than ten years, she only lamented for her own misfortune and never thought about others.

But when Zhou Junyan suddenly appeared in the peaceful life, he said that he wanted to recognize Qingqing.

She seemed to be awakened suddenly.

The most precious thing, the daughter who is connected by blood, if you don't treat it well, you will leave her.

Xiao Cui pushed the door open and came in: "Madam, Miss is back. Aren't you going down?"

Wen Renyue turned her face away, not to let the other party see her red eye sockets.

why.

why.

Why do some things and truths, when you don't understand, you can consume and ignore them calmly.

But once you understand, understand, it's like falling into a boundless abyss that you can't get up from, and every day is full of regret and guilt.

She turned around, her thin shoulders trembling, and she shed tears against the wall.

"lady…"

Xiao Cui lowered her voice and walked carefully behind Wen Renyue.

From the time she came back after finishing her family affairs, Madam seemed to be a different person.

The former flamboyance slowly converges, and turns into a restrained temperament.Even sentimental.

She passed by the lady's door many times, but she saw that the lights were not turned off.

Sometimes when I knock on the door and go in, I see my wife lying on the bed in a hurry, pulling the quilt over her face.

That look of crying but trying not to be seen by others...

Xiao Cui feels distressed.

"Ma'am... you know, I actually envy Miss Wenren very much."

This sentence successfully made Wen Renyue turn around, her voice was a little hoarse: "Why?"

How could anyone envy her innocence.

She should be the most irresponsible mother in the world, no child would wish to meet a mother like her.

she knows.

Xiao Cui sighed, her voice was gentle: "Because my parents had already passed away in an accident when I was a child. I didn't have the opportunity to let my mother see me growing up, and I didn't have the opportunity to be filial to them and repay the kindness of birth. More No chance...to take a group photo."

Wen Renyue lowered her hands covering her face.

Seeing Xiao Cui's voice choked up, she was a little bit at a loss.

"You, don't cry."

Xiao Cui immediately took a breath obediently, calmed down, and smiled: "I just want Madam to know that although there is no medicine for regret in the world, you can still have a chance to make up for what you missed in the past, Miss Wenren and Madam. Not everything is lost. "

Wen Renyue's heart skipped a beat when she heard this.

"Isn't everything over?"

She murmured, with a dazed expression like a little girl's. That bright and delicate face gave off an extra sense of fragile beauty.

"Yes."

Xiaocui took out the tissue, handed it to the wife, and said softly as if coaxing a child: "Go downstairs? Go see Miss. I know from Miss Xun's driver that they just experienced an earthquake last night...almost... That house has collapsed, but if they run out later, it will be..."

"They almost never came back."

Wen Renyue's eyes widened suddenly, she turned her head and rushed downstairs, even crying while running.

She almost lost her daughter, almost lost.

The high-heeled shoes came down the stairs, making a crisp and loud clicking sound. She seemed to have returned to the time when she was a mother at the beginning, knowing that there was a child in her womb that was connected with her blood. That kind of excitement.

But at that time it was happiness, but now it is full of fear, and inexplicable...

Ji Xun accompanied Wen Renqing into the living room, and just sat down when she saw Aunt Yue running down.

That woman who didn't even know how to love a child was crying and laughing, not as decent and calm as before, and ran to Wen Renqing like a child.

Wen Renqing just came out of the kitchen and poured two glasses of lemonade.

She just raised her eyes, and saw her mother standing in front of her with tears all over her face.

The author has something to say: I remember when I first started V, I promised everyone that it would be stable every three days, and updates would be added from time to time.Looking back, I found that I did it!A row of little red flowers!Never break a day!pride!

Then I will try this book. Next, can it be three times a day, six times a day, that is, double updates every other day?On this basis, I will add more if I have spare capacity.

The day of chasing updates requires patience, so I am really grateful to the little angels who did not fatten me up, but also came to support and encourage me every day. I will work hard to code~ Ang, I will give you a double update tomorrow.I love you all.