It was past six o'clock in the evening, and everything in the manor was quiet.
Song Xiang came down from the third floor, washed up briefly, and waited until the swelling in her eyes disappeared before going out.
"Sir, go take care of the flowers in Madam's small garden." Rong Zhe said.
Song Xiang looked at the time and said, "Can you see it at night?"
Rong Zhe explained: "There is an epiphyllum in the corner, which will probably bloom tonight, so I chose night."
I see.
Song Xiang didn't bother him, this was their moment alone.
She didn't run around. When the main house was empty, she sat in the gallery on the second floor and stared at the paintings on the wall.
It's like Harry Potter's Mirror of Erised. As long as you stand in front of him, you can see what you desire most.
The family love she couldn't ask for was all on this wall.
The oil painting in the center is so colorful that even in the dark night, with only the moonlight shining, it does not diminish the brightness of the people in the painting.
Song Xiang leaned against the window, gently humming a song to himself, and was alone in a daze.
Until very late, she stood up from the ground and tiptoed upstairs.
Rong Boye was lying in the living room of the suite. Outside the glass, there were indeed epiphyllums blooming.
Late at night, quiet and beautiful.
Song Xiang approached and found that Rong Boye had fallen asleep.
She took the blanket and carefully covered him. Seeing his frown, she subconsciously stretched out her hand to soothe the sadness, but she was afraid of waking him up, so she finally withdrew her hand.
Quietly exited and closed the door.
inside the door
The sleeping person let out a long sigh of relief and relaxed his eyebrows.
…
Song Xiang didn't sleep all night. He took in too many things at once and couldn't close his eyes at all.
When I woke up in the morning, I was still in high spirits.
Yan Han sent her a message at six o'clock.
——What do you want to eat today?
Song Xiang was confused, thinking about where he was going to appear from, and casually said, "Fresh meat wontons."
--good.
Okay? Is he nearby?
Song Xiang was dumbfounded, opened the window, and poked his head out.
"Miss, good morning." Rong Zhe's voice came from below.
Song Xiang was surprised, "Uncle Rongzhe, why are you so early?"
"Sir, you are going to discuss matters at Mrs. Lofes's winery. You will leave immediately."
"So early? Have you had breakfast?"
“You can go to the winery to eat.”
Song Xiang thought for a while, "Can I... go together?"
Rong Zhe said without even thinking, "Of course. Sir is getting ready to leave and can wait for you."
"good!"
Song Xiang turned around and quickly looked for clothes.
She wasn't used to calling Rong Boye dad yet, but she was very close to him in her heart. She was worried that Rong Boye was in poor health and would be inconvenient to work, so it was better to follow him.
I changed my clothes, tidied up my makeup and hair a little, and made sure I looked decent enough before going downstairs.
The car had stopped outside the main building, and Rong Boye was sitting in the back seat.
Song Xiang walked over and Rong Zhe opened the back seat door for her personally.
As soon as she got in the car, Rong Boye asked her, "Are you hungry?"
Song Xiang: "I'm not hungry."
Gulu——
Song Xiang: "..."
Rong Boye raised the corners of his lips, opened the small table, and said, "There is food in the drawer on the left hand side. You can fill your stomach first."
Song Xiang said "Oh", opened the drawer, and looked inside. It was all snacks.
She looked at Rong Boye. He didn't look like someone who knew how to eat snacks. These should have been prepared for her.
I was very happy. I took out several items and opened them all.
We ate all the way and stopped near the winery.
Mrs. Lofis is an Englishman who speaks English with a strange accent. During the conversation, Song Xiang only understood a few words of greeting.