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Su'er just curled the corner of her mouth lightly, then looked at Murong Jing who was coming out.

When she saw that, it fell on Murong Jing. Unfortunately, she was not looking at Murong Jing, but at the little thing in his arms. "Mu'er, how could she pester uncle? Get out quickly."

Mu'er was not happy, but he listened to his mother's words very much.[

Murong Jing was also heartbroken.

But at this moment, a childlike voice said something that made people vomit blood, which seemed to be like a little adult, "Mom, I was wrong. It's not uncle, it's dad." Qing Lingling's eyes also looked like you taught me just now.

Su'er's body stiffened and her eyebrows raised slightly. This little girl started to pick grammatical diseases before she was just a small movie?

Murong Jing moved his eyes and pursed his lips. At this moment, he actually wanted to laugh!

"Haha!" Someone laughed rudely, it was Xiao Rong beside her! Seeing her lady, she was so sad that she could not laugh?! But when she received the lady's gaze, she had to shut up quickly, get up as if she was escaping, and said respectfully to the kitchen and go to see it.

So soon there was only a family of four left in the lobby.

Mu'er obediently left Murong Jing.

Suddenly, Murong Jing's heart was empty and a trace of loss came up.

Su'er asked the children to sit down and talk to eat for a while.

The two children were particularly obedient at this time and sat obediently on the chair.

Just four big eyes glanced at their beautiful mother, and then looked at their father in front of them.

Murong Jing just stood aside, not sitting down or leaving.

For some reason, at this moment, he couldn't live without...

Su'er said lightly: "Hospital owner, why are you so free today?"

"Su'er..."

Murong Jing's deep eyes were flowing, and his red lips were gently moved, as if there were thousands of words, but in the end, only a light call was left.

Now I have never dared to face her directly for three years.

Suddenly, he couldn't tell his current mood!

Urgent, expectant, longing, but nervous, afraid, lost...[

"The owner of the dwelling, do you want to stay for a simple meal?" she asked very lightly, like a very casual sentence. It makes people feel that there is no meaning to keep people, but it doesn't mean to drive them away. The tone is just right.

However, it was not the case in Murong Jing's ears. Because he knew her and deeply understood that strangers might think that this sentence could be kept or not, but he could hear that she was driving the passengers.

He said that he would not disturb her life. Is it considered disturbing today? I couldn't help but cross the boundary, but my mood kept thinking and rising and falling! However, even so, he felt very satisfied... he shouldn't have so many extravagant hopes.

In front of her, she was calm and calm, as if she had no movement.

"I'm sorry. Today... I'm sorry. There will be no second time." Murong Jing left sadly.

When I stepped out of the threshold, I paused, but the lonely back added a little sadness.

Su'er secretly held her eyes, and with this glance, her calm eyes were filled with pain. It was not that she was not without pain, but that she was better at hiding her own pain than ordinary people. It was not that she was not without heartache, but... she would no longer express her sadness in front of others easily.

Three years have passed, three years have passed.

But it seems like yesterday!

That scene is repeated in my mind every day, repeating in my dreams, life and death are all in the dark.

How can she forget it? How can she let it go if she can’t forget it?

...

After supper, night has come.

The children were all asleep, and Xiaorong coaxed them to sleep.

Su'er watched quietly on the chair beside her.

"Miss, why haven't you forgiven me yet? Look at you so cruel!" Xiaorong was embarrassing Murong Jing.

"I have never hated him, nor blamed him, so... I can't say whether I'm forgiven or not."

"I can't understand." It sounded so happy, Xiaorong really didn't understand. "There is no hatred, no resentment, but why can't we be together? The more we talk, the more confused we become."

Su'er sighed quietly, brushed off a strand of black hair on her forehead, and said lightly: "Sometimes, if you are not together, you may not be resenting each other. Or, both of you are resenting yourself... You can't get through the hurdle in your heart."
Chapter completed!