mesbooks Chapter 57 Draco is starting to have meaning for you too, baby.
Chapter 57 Draco is starting to have meaning for you too, baby.
As dusk fell.
Tana Rozier took Landric back to Rozier Estate.
Floo Powder is very fast, allowing for a quick run.
Tana gripped Landric's hand tightly, led him to the sofa, and looked up at her child.
Her child was undoubtedly exquisite and beautiful, a precious gift from Merlin, yet also fragile.
She wanted to provide for her children, so she worked hard to manage the Rozier family business.
The family, which had been showing signs of decline, is now thriving, and when it is handed over to Rand in the future, it will be Rand's source of confidence.
But now... if Voldemort really comes back to life... how can a neutral and powerful family remain inconspicuous?
As expected of a mother and son, Landric, raised by Tana Rozier, possessed an exceptional ability to read people.
He gently leaned against his mother, "Mom, don't worry."
Tana smiled gently, her eyes filled with worry, "Baby, you are my child, how could I not worry?"
Landric nestled his head against Tana's neck, whimpering, "Mommy~ Mommy~ Mommy~"
Their voices were so touching they melted my heart.
"Mom, how do you know this isn't a chance to reshuffle the cards?"
Tana paused, her hand that was stroking Landric.
Time ticked by, and Tana spoke again: "I've always known that you have your own ideas, and you are the most important person in your mother's heart. Even the family is no match for you at this moment."
Even if... one wrong step could lead to utter ruin.
Landric's head buzzed, and he was momentarily dazed.
He asked, bewildered, "Why?"
"You've done so much for the family... And! Isn't Slytherin all about honor? Why...?"
Tana looked at her son's slightly dilated pupils, a wave of disbelief rippling in his purple eyes. Her body instinctively shrank back, but her eyes held an undisguised joy.
"Baby, what gave you the illusion that nothing in my life can compare to you?"
"But...but..."
"No! Nothing at all! I know what you're like, baby. Sometimes I don't understand why you subconsciously show friendliness to so many people you don't like. I always feel like you've been through a lot."
I couldn't understand it, so I stopped thinking about it. So I need to focus on developing my family business. When I reach a higher position, I'll have the confidence to firmly refuse things I don't like, and the same goes for people.
Landric stared blankly at Tana, a crack seemingly breaking through his thick mental defenses.
Tana winked mischievously at Landric, "I also know you didn't like Little Dragon at first, did you? You just couldn't help it because of his crying, hahaha."
Now, besides your mother, does Xiaolong also hold a place in your heart?
Landric touched his chest and murmured, "Perhaps..."
Those two words brought a quiet sense of relief to Tana Rozier.
In life, everyone has some concerns, more or less. With concerns, one will care about oneself.
Draco, too, began to have meaning for Rand.
People who gradually become numb through countless disappointments always need a process of acceptance when faced with the sudden arrival of happiness.
She wasn't a complete idiot; the way her son had acted since he was little didn't feel like a newborn at all.
But no matter what, he is her child now! If there really is a past life and a present life, how much suffering he must have endured, and she probably won't even be 16 or 17 years old when he dies.
Tana Rozier glanced at the clock; it was getting late. She urged Rand to rest, without considering the shock her son was going through.
Landric was half-pushed upstairs, lay on the bed, and couldn't fall asleep for a long time...
The first rays of sunlight came in the next morning.
Landric was still asleep, so Tana simply didn't wake him.
When Rand was almost asleep, he vaguely felt someone lying down next to him.
He opened his eyes instantly, his gaze clear.
"Draco?"
"Brother, you slept until the afternoon on the first day of your holiday."
Landric looked at the young master in front of him, a smile playing on his lips. "Heh," he chuckled. "I'll give you that sound back."
He reached out and, with lightning speed, pinned the person to the bed and locked their throat.
"Playing the backstab game?"
Having spent a lot of time with Landric, Draco naturally knew what backstabbing meant.
"No no no no no no no no no no"
Seeing Draco's pleading expression, Landric finally let go and got up to get off Draco.
Suddenly, I felt my two thighs were restrained, and I couldn't get up.
Rand: ? ? !
Draco's face turned bright red. "No, I, brother..." Damn it, it was just a subconscious reaction. Look what you've done.
Rand's brow twitched: "Why don't you let go?" This position was really dancing on his minefield. The fact that he hadn't punched Draco yet was because he was holding back.
"Oh...okay..."
Landric: What's with that regretful tone of yours?
Draco: Playing dumb.
Landric gave Draco a cryptic look, his eyes somewhat unreadable.
Draco was heartbroken. His brother had seen through his feelings and was disgusted by them.
Draco: I'd give it an 8.6 out of 10, since I have a 1.4.
Landric didn't say anything, walked out of the room and went downstairs.
Draco followed Landric step by step, like a wronged little wife.
Tana took in the whole scene, smiling without saying a word.
They don't get involved in the children's feelings; Rand is now averse to love, so no one can force her.
As for what happens next, that's up to Draco to work on himself.
Fortunately, Landric recovered quickly, greeted Tana and said he was going out, to which Tana naturally responded.
Landric reached out and grabbed Draco by the collar, then dragged him away.
There are some things I don't like.
Draco didn't say anything.
"Never mind," anyway, as long as he doesn't cross the line, it won't affect him much.
Let's go.
Once the topic was changed, Draco became more talkative, asking, "Where are we going, bro?"
"Your Home"
Draco: Huh?
"Find some spellbooks to read, and from now on, don't even think about relaxing during your holidays."
Draco: ...Shouldn't he have come today?
Draco resignedly took his brother, this great ancestor, home.
Resigned to his fate, he went to find the portrait of his own family to ask for the key to the study.
It's all Voldemort's fault, that damned thing, that made them all feel tense.
His parents went out early this morning, I don't know what they were busy with. I saw his godmother today too, I don't know what she was studying with a bunch of books.
Study hard, who can outsmart his brother, this super genius?
Draco's utterly dejected expression caught Landric's eye.
Landric chuckled lightly. "I'll let you experience the horror of Chinese education in a moment. Once you're tired of studying, you won't have time to think about anything else."