Versatile Mage

Zhao Yougan’s face sank immediately.

He didn't want to hear his brother's name at all, especially when he knew he didn't die as he expected.

"Mom, you have a good rest, I have time to come back to you." Zhao Yougan stood up and finished his suit, and told the woman.

"Do you have something to do?" the woman asked.

"Well, a lot of things, since the wind of the Dragon Master in Europe, our family's industry has been seriously affected. People only go to those auctions that have dragons to sell, but instead of us Concerned, those old guests who used to tie us up, hey, now even go to our competitors to buy things." Zhao Yougan is very dissatisfied.

"Which old guests, they just look at your father's face to cooperate with us, talk to us about business, now your father is gone..." said the woman.

"Always, why are you always like this? I always mention them, no matter what you say, Mom, you can't restrain yourself, so how can I talk to you?" Zhao Yougan was extremely impatient.

The woman looked at Zhao Yougan with some angry look, opened his mouth in surprise, but quickly restored the original calm.

"I can only talk to you, don't you miss them at all, we are a good family..." The woman looked a little disappointed, and finally said faintly.

Zhao Youqian realized that he was somewhat dysfunctional and hurried to take a deep breath.

"I don't mean that. I just feel sorry because I mentioned them. I don't want to be sad. I want to look forward." Zhao Yougan hurriedly argued, and his tone softened.

"But I always feel that when you mention them, you are not sad, but always angry."

"Mom, I don't have..."

"Okay, well, I understand your feelings. I just saw a young man who looks a little like your brother. It will inevitably remind him. You go to work, you have more things in the family. It’s bothering.” The woman also recovered calm.

"Okay, well, you are safe and sick, wait for the weather to warm up, you are better, I will pick you up." Zhao Yougan said.

......

Zhao Yougan left quickly, and there was such a trace of confusion on his face.

It’s like being afraid of being seen by my mother’s inner thoughts.

The woman Bai Miaoying has been gazing at the back of Zhao Yougan, and the pupil has not had a slight sway.

She didn't know when it started, and this family would become like this. No matter how beautiful Venice is, it can't get rid of Bai Miaoying's inner grief.

Bai Miaoying closed his eyes and rested like this, with a hint of helplessness and suffering, waiting for time to be so meaningless.

A few minutes into the night, the weather is cold, Bai Miaoying still does not want to go to the house, afraid of the boring air in the house to suffocate himself.

Not long ago, she learned a news from an old care worker in the family, and the news also caused Bai Miaoying to be seriously ill.

She could not accept that it was a fact, but she had to doubt her son.

Is it really done by Zhao Yougan? ?

"Hey!"

A few footsteps came and got closer and closer.

Bai Miaoying did not pay attention, but she was suddenly wrapped in a warm wool coat, and a hand was gently placed on her shoulder, which made Bai Miaoying open his eyes involuntarily.

It is a handsome and familiar face, even when it is serious and angry, it will be like a smile.

He likes to laugh too much. Bai Miaoying clearly remembers that when he was very young, his face was filled with a warm smile, and he kept smirking. Even if he observed the things around him, his mouth would rise.

This is also the reason why Bai Miaoying and her husband have a preference for this child. He seems to like this family by nature and likes everything they give him to his parents.

“Little full?” Bai Miaoying couldn’t believe her eyes at this time because she saw this face again.

Even her first reaction was not that she really saw her son returning to life, but that she was sleeping in a chair and that consciousness had entered a dream.

"Cough, I said that after I was eighteen years old, I couldn't call me like this." The man shouted.

"You are eighty-eight, I want to be alive, so call you, Xiao Man Man, your father, he came to see me with you? Are you doing well below, will you be bullied by those ghosts? Have you ever had enough to eat and wear, and the money is not enough? Last year, I bought something in Venice in Venice. Have you received it? Oh, bad, Venice is a foreign country, and the money is estimated to have been confiscated by the Italian gods. Even if you haven't been confiscated, you have to go through the customs of the underworld. The things must be deducted a lot. I will go back to China next year and give you more things..." Bai Miaoying is excited and doesn't stop, it seems to be in a few seconds. Time to say what you can say.

"Mom, I can't bring you to see you." Zhao Manyan sat in the chair.

"Why, don't you meet up, you are also dependent on each other below, don't go through each other because of a little contradiction. I know that your dad is very strict, always like you to be a talented person, can be like him in society. I have enough right to speak, but in fact, he has told me many times. He thinks that you are also very good with nature. People will soon eat, drink, and have fun. It is a blessing for a safe and stable life. Happy, as if you were a child, your face is full of smiles. He should not be forced to be your chairman of the Chamber of Commerce, the political elite, the dragon and the phoenix..." Bai Miaoying really has a lot to say, she I finished it all at once, as if I was afraid that there would be no chance in the future.

Zhao Manyan listened, but the smile on his face disappeared, and he could see the gradual sorrow from his eyes.

"Mom, I can't bring you to see you, because I am not in the underground you said. I am still alive, live well, you are not dreaming, you look around, the dream is not so real, the dream is not There will be mosquitoes who want to marry you." When he said this, Zhao Manyan took a shot of Bai Miaoying's arm with his palm.

Bai Miaoying clearly feels a bit hot, but the emotions on his face are changing rapidly. The horror, joy and doubt are constantly intertwined and repeated.

"Really you, small full??" Bai Miaoying has some uncontrollable excitement.

"Well, it's me. I have been wandering outside for a few years. Now I am a little homesick. The most important thing is to miss you." Zhao Manyan once again hanged a smile and took the initiative to pump his head to give his mother a big hug.