The Dumb Wife of Rebirth is Unbearable

This feeling can be treated as a recollection, but it was lost at the time.

—— "Jinse" [Tang-Li Shangyin]

……

Only the true national color of peony can move the capital when the flowers bloom.

Standing in the middle of a large peony bush, the proud man covered his mouth and coughed. Not far from him, a young man with a tall and straight figure looked a little dazed.

It's a magic at a glance, but that's all.

"""

Jin Shiran was woken up by his assistant.

"President, there are still 15 minutes to board the plane."

Jin Shiran rubbed his throbbing temples, secretly annoyed that he had dreamed about Lan Kezhui again, and he hadn't dreamed about Lan Kezhui for a long time since he was young.

Upset.

"President, Shui." The assistant carefully observed Jin Shiran's facial expression: "Are you feeling unwell? Do you want to call a doctor?"

"It's just a nightmare." Jin Shiran took a sip from the water cup handed over by his assistant to subdue his shock, and signaled that he was fine.

"Miss called just now, she hung up after hearing that you were resting, and said to call back later."

"Did she say anything?"

"No."

Jin Shiran got up, walked along the VIP passage and walked back to Jinse, after a while...

"Book me a ticket abroad."

Assistant: Huh?Could it be that the blue beauty is too eager to chase, and they are going abroad to hide now?

"President, where are we going?"

"Antarctica, I heard that the scenery there is beautiful."

Assistant: President, are you sure it's because of the beautiful scenery?Isn't it because it is the other side of the world, the farthest from the imperial capital?

"But it's about the company..."

"Let it go."

Jin Shiran's indescribable covetousness towards his sister-in-law was still discovered. Before someone calms down, he should stay away from the imperial capital and not go back.

No matter how busy the company is, life-saving matters.

imperial capital...

Outside the president's office of DRB, Lan Kezhui was greeted by the secretary group, "Mr. Lan, our president is on a business trip and hasn't come back yet."

"He has been on a business trip for more than eight months," Lan Kezhui covered his mouth and coughed lightly, "When will you be back?"

"The president didn't say anything." There was a fast-talking person in the secretary group: "He's in Antarctica, why don't you go there and look for it?"

later……

Wrapped in ten layers of fox fur, Lan Kezhuan chased him out of the country, trekking across mountains and rivers and finally to the Antarctic, when he was ruthlessly told by the hotel owner where Jin Shiran once stayed: "The one who spent countless wonderful nights with me Mr. Longlegs got on the car to the airport two hours ago and left."

Lan Kezhui felt stunned when he heard the words, and wanted to hurry up to catch up with Jin Shiran, and he was particularly concerned about those "wonderful nights" in the boss's words, so he curled up his fingers and asked the boss: "... What have you all done?"

"Drinking, playing cards, watching enthusiastic girls..."

"Gone?"

"I also talked about his ideal partner..."

Lan Ke couldn't catch up anymore, so she sat down and wanted to have a good chat with the boss, but was rejected: "I still have things to do."

The assistant who followed Lan Kezhui hurriedly took out a check and handed it to the boss: "The next time, our master will buy it."

The boss looked at the number on the check and whistled: "Who are you from Mr. Long Legs?"

"wife."

"He told me he was single..."

"You have been cheated." Lan Kezhui turned on the phone and showed him Jin Shiran's sleeping face on the screensaver: "He has a family and a house, and the child is ten years old."

"Oh my God! He's a liar!"

"Well, so you don't need to keep his photo anymore." Lan Kezhui tore off Jin Shiran's photo on the wall and put it in his close pocket, before returning to the subject: "So what is his ideal object? like?"

On the plane back home, Lan Kezhui frowned into the word Chuan.

Gentleness, thoughtfulness, delicious cooking...all of these can be learned, but what about having children?

Lan Ke traced her stomach, closed her eyes and meditated, and felt that there was only one person who fit Jin Shiran's ideal partner.

——Si Nian.

He seemed to understand why Jin Shiran ran to Antarctica, if he dared to covet that master's wife, he should run.

Lan Kezhui covered half of his face with five fingers, and found that the person in the mirror was pale, his eyes were fragile, and his brilliance was no longer there.

Who is this?

this is not me.

Lan Kezhui raised his other hand, covered the other half of his face, covered his face with the mirror behind his back, and cried bitterly.

His mental state is getting worse and worse, and he can no longer maintain it with drugs.

"...The condition shows signs of aggravation. It is recommended not to arrange work for him. Usually, someone should be by his side to prevent him from hurting himself. If the patient still does not show signs of improvement after taking this course of medicine, The doctor sighed softly: "Just arrange to be hospitalized."

The old man Lan had red eyes, held the medicine in one hand, and held Lan Kezhui's hand in the other, and asked him: "Son, what do you want? As long as Grandpa can do it, I will satisfy you, okay? It's all going to shatter."

Lan Kechai has everything, he doesn't want anything, he only wants Jin Shiran, but old man Lan can't do it.

"Grandpa, I'm not sick, I don't want to be hospitalized."

"Okay, let's go home."

"I want to see Shiran..."

"Grandpa will find a way, and will find a way to let him see you, okay?"

"Really?"

"Grandpa won't lie to you."

"I want to have dinner with him..."

"Okay, as long as he is willing to see you, he will have the opportunity to have dinner with you."

Lan Kezhui's eyes lit up, and fireworks lit up in his standard peach blossom eyes: "Then I still want to sleep with him and give birth to a child for him..."

"This, this estimate is a bit difficult."

"Didn't Grandpa say that he would satisfy me?"

"...Okay, Grandpa, try."

Later, Old Man Lan knelt down to Jin Shiran and begged him in public, and finally got Lan Kezui a chance to meet.

"Kezui's mental state is not very good. The doctor advises not to go out. I arranged a family dinner. Do you think it's okay?"

"...I listen to grandpa."

"""

Since Jin Shiran and Lan Kezhui divorced, he has never stepped into the gate of Lan's house again, and when he comes back now, it feels like time has passed.

He walked aimlessly with his hands in his pockets, and came to the peony garden in his memory again.

In spring and April, it was the season of peonies blooming. Just like in the dream, the handsome man stood among the large flowers and looked in his direction.

——Ten thousand years at a glance.

Jin Shiran turned around, wanted to leave, but was called out.

Lan Ke ran over like chasing the wind, his eyes were filled with a soul-stirring sparkle: "Shiran, you are finally willing to see me."

Jin Shiran looked at Lan Kezhui's swollen belly and his bare feet covered in mud, and said nothing.

"Shiran," Lan Kezhui approached cautiously, a corner of the pillow was exposed under the hem of the white half-sleeved dress, "Look at the child I conceived for you, it's already this big."

Jin Shiran: "..."

"Shiran, are you unhappy? Don't you like our children?"

Jin Shiran: "..."

If I am guilty, please accept me directly, and don't let this person torture me again.