Chapter 674 The Young Lady and the Repairman (4)

The afternoon in the manor was very quiet.

He Mian was still in the room dealing with the damp wardrobe. Bai Yao had no intention of urging her. She took a book and sat down on a bench in the backyard.

There was a wildly growing grape trellis here. The wildly growing green grape vines provided the best shade. Sitting here and looking into the distance, one could see the ripples on the lake.

Bai Yao had heard from the locals that this lake was called Ming Lake. Many years ago, the wife of a wealthy businessman liked the scenery here very much, so the businessman built a manor near the lake.

It sounded like a symbol of love between a couple.

The wind here was also very comfortable. It was a good experience to sit here and read a book.

Bai Yao flipped open the college entrance examination guide in her hand. She had already circled one or two universities she wanted to go to, and was just waiting for the college entrance examination results to come out so that she could fill in her application.

She stayed up late again last night playing with her phone. She usually takes a nap in the afternoon, but today she couldn't take a nap in the room. After a while, she felt a little sleepy while sitting alone.

Bai Yao leaned against the back of the chair, put the book on her face to block the spots of sunlight, closed her eyes and pretended to be asleep, and soon fell into a state of half sleep and half wakefulness.

The sudden thunder was like a stone thrown into a calm lake. Amid the howling wind, the girl's almost desperate voice came.

"Good night!"

Bai Yao woke up from her drowsy state, took down the book, and quickly looked in the direction of the voice.

The lake was calm, without a single ripple.

There was no human figure by the lake, let alone any crying girl.

The sky was high and the clouds were light, the sun was warm, and there was no thunder or wind.

Bai Yao stood up and looked around suspiciously. There was only her, no one else.

She seemed to be half asleep and had a strange dream.

"Miss Bai." He Mian came over, "I've already dealt with the closet. Please go and see if there is anything else that needs improvement."

Bai Yao responded slowly for a while, "Okay, I'll go and see."

The two walked on the road in silence, and the atmosphere was slightly awkward and silent.

Bai Yao picked a random topic, "I heard that you live near the manor?"

He Mian replied: "Yes."

"You are a local, so do you know any fun places here?"

He Mian: "Sorry, I don't go out much, Aunt Fang must know better than me."

The implication is that she can ask Aunt Fang. He has a dull personality and is not very good at communicating with people. Maybe talking too much will cause others to be disgusted. Just keep your head down and do more work, and never meddle in other people's business. This is He Mian's life principle.

Bai Yao raised her face and stared at his profile. Teenagers should be the most lively and unrestrained age, but his features have been polished by life and become much colder and harder.

It feels hard, like a stone.

Noticing her gaze, he lowered his eyes slightly and happened to meet hers.

Bai Yao's eyebrows were filled with a smile, and her already beautiful face was even more bright and moving. "He Mian, you are amazing."

He paused slightly, looking slightly confused.

Bai Yao did not explain the meaning of this sentence, but walked forward quickly and entered the house.

The wardrobe was cleaned by He Mian, and the original mold was no longer visible. Moreover, he carefully made the wardrobe moisture-proof. Even if there is continuous rainy weather in the future, there should be no mold spots due to moisture.

Bai Yao was very satisfied with his work and did not need him to rework or do anything more.

So, He Mian left the room and went back to the backyard to continue his work of repairing the wooden house.

After leaving the house and standing in the lawn that had just been weeded, he couldn't help but turn his head and look up.

Bai Yao happened to be standing on the balcony. When she saw him looking at her, she rested her chin on the guardrail with one hand and waved at him with the other hand. The smile on her face was brighter and brighter than the bright sunshine today.

He Mian's eyes slightly passed her and looked in the direction behind her.

He seemed to want to say something, but in the end he said nothing. With his head down, he grabbed the shoulder strap of his backpack and walked away quickly.

Bai Yao tilted his head slightly, with confusion in his expression.

A faint "tick-tick" sound was drowned out by the sound of the wind, and a small drop of water fell on the floor in the corner of the balcony, and was soon blown away by the warmth mixed with the sun.

After finishing a day's work, He Mian left the manor. After passing through a forest, the white house in front of him was his home.

It was almost dark, and there was no light in the house.

He took out the key, opened the door and entered the house. He walked into the kitchen silently, prepared a simple meal, put the dishes on the table, and then pushed open the door of a bedroom.

In the dim room, the crazy woman was wiping the mold on the wall with a rag as usual. She had done this for many years. The mold here could not be wiped clean no matter how hard she tried. She thought it was an eyesore, so she kept wiping it.

He Mian said, "It's time to eat."

The woman didn't respond. She stared at the mold on the wall nervously, and the expression on her face was indescribably weird.

He Mian said again, "It's time to eat."

She still didn't respond.

He Mian came over and held her hand, "You will have the strength to wait for him to come back after eating, right?"

"Yes... I still have to wait for him to come back..." The woman shook her head and raised her haggard face. When her eyes fell on the boy, her expression changed again. She hugged the boy as if she had hugged a life-saving straw. She cried with joy, "You are back, you are back! He Yuan, I knew you would not abandon me!"

After a while, she stared at the boy's young face in a daze again, and suddenly, she slapped him.

"How can you look so much like him! Aren't you my child? Why do you look so much like that wicked man!" The woman angrily pushed the boy, "Disgusting, you are really disgusting! Don't get close to me!"

The child who could be easily pushed to the ground by her before has now grown into an adult. Her strength is nothing to him.

This makes her even more angry. Her shrill and angry screams echoed in the cold "home", like a farce.

After a while, the woman sobbed quietly.

She looked at the tall boy with heartache, and reached out to touch the marks on his face. In her fragile expression, her crying eyes hid a crazy possessiveness, "I only have you...Xiao Mian, I only have you, Mom will definitely treat you well, you must not abandon Mom like Dad did, we are the closest people in the world, you can't abandon me, you can never abandon me..."

From beginning to end, He Mian looked at everything in front of him indifferently, no matter whether the "mother" was in a good or bad mood, he always had a blank expression. In