After struggling for more than an hour, ye Feifei got home a little tired, and the two children soon met Lu An'an.

Ye Fei looked at the two children, gently touched their heads, and finally whispered, "Baba doesn't remember you now, so don't blame him."

Xiaotian and Hanwen nodded, but could not see what was sad.

The leaf imperial concubine ordered a few words again, this just returns to bedroom, plan to change clothes.

But as soon as she entered the room, a bunch of champagne roses on the bedside table attracted her eyes.

The old cowhide wrapping paper and the champagne colored roses reminded her of Su Mohan's appearance when she was in hospital with such a bunch of flowers and her confession.

He was sweating, but he threw the flowers directly on the bed. His attitude was bad, like someone's second uncle, but he was lovely.

The roses on that day were fresh, but they were the cheapest compared with the ones he had sent before.

It was not a high-grade rose by air, nor a rare variety carefully cultivated. It was the most beautiful bunch she had ever received in her memory.

She used to like the blue rose, like the enchantment.

But because of Su Mohan, because of this man, she began to like red, white, and champagne, all the colors related to girls' dreams, mostly because he had woven a beautiful dream for her.

Ye Fei gently walked over and slowly held the rose in her hand, which made sure that it was not really a dream.

The binding belt is not the original grass, but a dark blue dry straw rope, but as always beautiful.

Ye Fei lowered her head and counted, 13, I don't know what it means, only the faint fragrance of flowers makes her mouth gradually float a smile, like a moment back to the past.

The door creaked, a little abrupt, which brought her back from her thoughts.

Turning her head, I saw that Xiaotian and Hanwen were holding the door of the room, poking their heads and looking inside. They were staring at her all the time. As soon as she turned her head, she was in line with their eyes.

Ye Fei put down her bouquet and looked at the child. She couldn't help saying, "where did this rose come from?"

Xiao Tian looked at Ye Fei, hesitated for a moment and said, "it's Baba that let me give Ma Ma."

Ye Feiwei Zheng, the smile on the cheek is stiff, forgets the reaction, just Leng Leng looks at the two children.

Small day looked at the leaf imperial concubine and added a sentence, light voice way: "Baba said he loves hemp."

Hearing the sound, ye Fei's eyes are moist and her nose is particularly sour. She quickly takes it back, but her tears can't help but slide down and fall on the flowers on the bedside table.

"Ma Ma? Why are you crying? Are you not happy? " Hanwen can't help speaking.

Ye Fei quickly wiped her tears, turned her head and said with a light smile: "no, Ma Ma is very happy, Ma Ma is very happy, because she is too happy, so she can't help crying."

Looking at Ye Fei vaguely, ye Fei quickly opened her mouth again: "people don't have to be sad to shed tears. Sometimes they will cry when they are too happy. Do you know? Hanwen?"

Hanwen nodded, looked at Ye Fei, and looked at Xiaotian.

Ye Feifei waved to the two children, and the two children ran past one after another. Ye Fei gently hugged the two children in her arms, dropped her eyes, and involuntarily rolled down a string of tears from the corners of her eyes, and whispered, "thank you, baby."