nngghhhh," the typical groaning of waking up can be heard filling the room in the morning. The girl who was unconscious for three days is now starting to show signs of waking up.
Her eyes slowly opened and immediately realized the room she was in, it was the same room as before. The wooden window that was still tightly closed became a barrier to sunlight from entering the room.
That girl is Fu Xie Lan.
Slowly but surely she got out of bed and headed for the window to open it. Immediately, the scent of the wet earth from the morning dew reached her sense of smell making her relax a little. Her body didn't hurt anymore and it seemed that there was nothing strange about her senses, everything seemed normal, and to be honest, it felt like her body felt very light now.
Vaguely she remembered what happened last night. She didn't know whether it was real or just a dream.
Fu Xie Lan, the girl started to regain consciousness last night and felt someone's presence. Her eyes which were only half-open with a slightly blurry gaze only caught the man's gray hair. One thing she could feel clearly, her hand was held and it gave a feeling of security and comfort before she fell asleep again.
Oh well, maybe it was just a flower sleep.
Knock ... knock ... knock
A knocking sound followed by the sound of the door opening could be heard causing Fu Xie Lan's attention to be diverted. A young man immediately entered the room with a tray of food in both hands. His steps stopped when he saw the figure of the girl who was standing by the window. His body trembled as his gaze collided with the girl's violet eyes.
Finally, his mother had regained consciousness. Feelings of longing filled him again. he wanted to hug the girl's body and then say I am your son, I miss you Mother, but he does not want to remember his mother's unstable condition with memories that seem to have not fully returned.
It was a conclusion in itself, based on the magic book information and explanation from Elder Chen a few days ago. Keeping his identity secret from anyone is the best thing for now. He does not want to be a burden to his mother when one day the black magician returns and finds out that Queen Yu Yi returned with an unstable soul and has a son. Yes, at least until the black magician was killed.
"Is that food for me?" a voice that sounded cold suddenly interrupted his reverie.
"Ah, y-yes, this is for you," he stuttered, then walked to the table and took another tray of food and replaced it with a new one.
As long as his mother is unconscious, he always prepares food at the table just in case his mother gets up at any time, she can immediately fill her stomach without asking, because after all his mother's physical body is a human body, and the human body is very weak.
Fu Xie Lan watched the young man prepare food for her.
"Thank you," she said.
"T-this is nothing, for the previous three days I always hoped that you would quickly get up and finish all this food," he said then brought the tray he had changed and walked out of the room. He was very awkward and confused. He wanted to talk for a long time with the girl but he did not know what to say.
Meanwhile, Fu Xie Lan, who heard the young man's answer, was stunned.
Three days? It turned out that she had been unconscious during that time.
Didn't wait long, Fu Xie Lan walked towards the table and filled her empty stomach.
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When she took a bite of the last meal, the young man returned to the room and immediately made the bed without making the slightest sound. Strangely, she was not bothered by the presence of this young man, if in her previous life, let alone interacting with men, the intention to meet them was never in her life dictionary.
What's more, she doesn't like interacting with other people, she prefers to be alone. Do everything alone. The only interactions she has have been with her uncle and the people she works with within her organization's research laboratory.
Fu Xie Lan wanted to squeeze out the used food but the young man suddenly stopped her.
"Don't, let me do it," said the young man immediately clearing the table in front of Fu Xie Lan.
'Come on talk, let's say something, idiot. She's your mother. '
His mind and heart continued to collide, he was eager to speak but didn't know where to start.
"What is your name?" asked the girl suddenly.
"Ah, yes-you regarding my name I want to show you something," he said then took a breath. He took a small roll of paper from his pants pocket and gave it to Fu Xie Lan.
The girl stared flatly at the paper that was thrust at her, one eyebrow raised when she saw the inscription on the paper that was only a few names.
"Choose one if you want to thank me," said the young man pointing his finger at the paper in her hand. Fu Xie Lan didn't know what the youth in front of her wanted but she just complied.
"This one," she said after seeing a few names, she then grabbed the teapot filled with chamomile flavored tea that had been tickling her nose all this time and then poured it into the empty cup next to her.
"Okay, then my name is Gu Wan Lie," said the young man smiling at the name of the girl's choice, which was none other than his mother.
Good name, finally it has a name.
Even though he was given his name unlike other children in general, he did not care.
He also prepared the names on the paper several days in advance after asking Elder Chen and Elder Bao's opinion. He deliberately did that, because it would seem strange when he immediately asked to be named by the girl who was his mother. It's not that he can't choose his name, it's just that he wants his name to be what his mother gave him so he chose this way.
Whether it was fate or just a coincidence, his mother chose a name with the Gu surname from the many names written on the paper.
"Call me Wan Lie," said the young man smiling happily.
Fu Xie Lan, who heard the young man before her furrowed her brows in surprise.
Had this young man just told her to choose a name to make his own? Doesn't he have a name? It was strange, even though this young man was no longer a child.
"I'm Fu Xie Lan, call Xie Lan or Fu Lan," she said as she took the teacup that was filled up.
"Erm, may I call you by another name?" said Wan Lie.
"If it's alone, can I call you mother?" he added again in the lowest possible voice but still audible.
Cough ... Cough
Fu Xie Lan coughed from her tea when she heard the words of the young man who called himself Wan Lie.
'Mother? Do I have problems with my ears? If my memory is correct, would the voice I heard earlier come from this young man calling me mother? Has the world gone mad? Hey look, he looks older than me.'
"No," she said firmly.
"But why? There won't be anyone who hears it besides the two of us," said Wan Lie with a very sad expression.
"No, you have the wrong person. I'm still very young, and again I'm not married. I don't have time to play mother and child with you have a lot of things to do," said Fu Xie Lan.
She couldn't stop thinking. How can she have children at such a young age? She hasn't enjoyed the beauty of the first night and someone has offered to be her son? Hah.
"I promise I will not be a burden to you, and on the contrary, I will protect you, obey all your orders as long as you allow me to call you mother, and in front of the crowd, I will still call your name. I beg you, do you want it?" Said Wan Lie still with a very sad expression.
Fu Xie Lan was inflamed, she did not have the desire to have children but hearing the offer of the young man who called himself Wan Lie, it seemed that it would be very profitable for her. If in her previous life when she was still in the organization, she always refused help from others and did things as she pleased. This time it was completely different. She must be smart in using everything that can benefit her because living in a world that she does not know the details of makes her a little restless.
"Err ... Alright it's up to you," she said and then stood up, leaving the table, but before that, she returned to say "Ah yes Wan Lie, you can leave me now, I want to take a shower."
"Oke mom, enjoy your time," replied Wan Lie happily and then left the room.
Without Fu Xie Lan noticing, he smiled faintly at the young man's behavior.