Five o'clock in the afternoon.
Luo Chen placed the signed documents on the table, stood up, and said, "I'm leaving."
"Um."
The two brothers walked out of the office.
One is a cool, domineering CEO type of handsome guy, and the other is a Korean drama male lead type of handsome guy, who is also a handsome guy with a fierce look after serving in the military.
Dika drove the two of them to the sanatorium.
Luo Ting's expression was originally very indifferent.
But when he arrived at the entrance of the sanatorium, he suddenly became nervous.
Luo Chen immediately noticed his nervousness and teased, "What are you nervous about? It's not like you're going on a blind date."
"I wasn't nervous," Luo Ting stubbornly insisted.
He hadn't seen his mother in so long, and his mind was filled with a myriad of thoughts.
Luo Chen, who saw through everything, rolled his eyes: "Okay, okay, you're not nervous anymore, alright?"
As soon as I stepped into the sanatorium, a young woman came over and said, "Mr. Luo, you've arrived. Mrs. Luo is resting at Liufang Pavilion."
"Okay, you can go now."
Luo Chen took Luo Ting to Liufang Pavilion.
As soon as you step inside, you can smell the fragrance of wintersweet. The small, round, yellow wintersweet can carry its fragrance for miles.
Through a patch of wintersweet, Luo Ting's gaze was fixed on the slowly walking figure.
He opened his mouth and called out, "Mom."
The sound was neither too loud nor too soft. Wen Yanrou, who was in the distance, paused for a moment and turned around.
She had beautiful peach blossom eyes, which were now bright, and she wore a gentle smile: "Xiao Ting."
"mom!"
Luo Ting ran over and gently embraced Wen Yanrou.
"You brat."
Wen Yanrou laughed and scolded, pushed Luo Ting away, looked at him, and stroked his rugged face: "You've grown up, son."
Luo Ting suddenly felt an unbearable pang of sorrow in his heart...
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