"Because I am the daughter of the Ye family..."

   "I said, I didn't know the relationship between you and the Ye family at first." Shan Hanjie interrupted her cranky thoughts, her expression turned weird.

   "Why is that? I can't find it in the crowd. Why is it me?" Qin Youxuan yelled hysterically.

  In addition to this pair of skins, what else is she worth his admiration?

  There are many beautiful women, and the one who racked his brains to get him to take a look is even more like a crucian carp.

  Why is it her?

  A white light flashed in Qin Youxuan's mind, his nerves froze, and the cat's eyes widened for an instant.

   "Because of my body fragrance, right?"

  "……"

  "I never asked you, what does this fragrance mean to you?" Qin Youxuan walked towards him step by step, stopped in front of him, raised his hand, and put it under his nose.

   "This smell is from a woman you like? Wouldn't you let me go if you didn't have this smell..."

   "It's my mother."

  Shan Hanjie opened his lips suddenly, his thin lips closed together, his voice was very soft, but Qin Youxuan successfully froze.

  I even forgot what I was going to say, but looked at him in astonishment.

   "Your body fragrance is very similar to my mother." Shan Hanjie turned around, walked to the floor-to-ceiling window, and quietly looked out the window.

  When mentioning the woman who gave birth to him and raised him, but in the end, because of him, the woman who died violently, her expression became sullen.

  "She doesn't like cosmetics. In order to work, she has to put heavy makeup on her face. My memory of my mother when I was a child is that every time she took a shower, she had a faint fragrance on her body when she hugged me."

  "……"

  "She had to work hard to take care of me. When she reached the back, the makeup on her face was hardly removed. I can't remember her face, but I can't forget the smell of her body."

  It was just for him, it was all memories of home and family.

  Until later, he was admitted to a mental hospital. No one knew that it was a small sachet to support him without madness.

  The sachet that tastes like mom.

  As long as he smells it, it's like his mother is still around. He is not alone, so he doesn't need to be afraid of anything.

  After all these years of self-deception, he has never let anyone know.

  The day that Qin Youxuan first met was his mother’s death.

  He drank too much, and his emotions were a little out of control. There were pictures of his mother's tragic death in his mind, and he lost control and rushed to the road for a while.

  She hit him.

   is just an accident, but it is very beautiful.

The scent of Qin Youxuan's body resembles the smell in his memory. Shan Hanjie's consciousness at the time was not clear at all, but instinctively wanted to keep the only warmth left in his memory.

  Even later, when she was greedy for her beauty, she pressed on step by step and forced her into her own world.

   "To me, this taste is the taste of home."

  The only home he recognizes.

  "……"

  Qin Youxuan's body shook, blinking her crystal eyes, and the unexpected answer made her feel like an electric shock.

   "Then Bai Wei and Yu Yueman..." Qin Youxuan stopped in the middle of speaking.

  The deep eyes of Shang Shan Hanjie seemed to absorb her, biting her lip nervously.

  "How many times do you have to say it before you will believe it. I think it is not only your body fragrance, but you." Shan Hanjie's faintly opened lips, low voice, with bewitching.