Two years after Yan Xuewei's death, Mushen appeared in Country Y.
In winter in Country Y, the asphalt road is covered with thick snow, and passersby walk in a hurry.
Mushen wore a black knee-length down jacket and an apricot scarf around his neck. He walked silently on the road.
Occasionally there were a few children playing in the snow wearing thick gloves on the roadside, and a snowball lightly hit them.
With a "pop", a small mark was left on the down jacket.
The children smiled and apologized to him.
Mushen looked at them with a calm expression and waved his hand to indicate that he didn't care.
Immediately, the children were laughing and running in a pile of snow.
Mu Sishen walked a few steps, but he couldn't help but stop and look at the group of children again.
At this time, his mind also drifted away, drifting back to that winter morning and the ski resort.
On the snow-capped mountains surrounded by snow, she was wearing a white down jacket and standing slenderly in the cold wind.
Her eye circles were red and her nose was red from the cold. She was so cold that she still refused to let him touch her.
"God Musi, don't touch me."
He remembered her memories so clearly. Thinking of her stubborn look when she spoke at that time, Mushen couldn't help laughing.
She was like a child, laughing and scolding depending on her mood, but at that time, he forgot to coax her.
She had been pampered since she was a child, but with him, she suffered.
Unlike other lovers, he would pamper her. He would watch her cry every time.
He thought, if a woman gets angry, it's enough to stop having trouble and cry.
This is how he consumes her affection and dependence on him again and again.
Withdrawing his gaze, his mood became depressed again, and the world turned gray. He looked ahead with dull eyes, and everything in front of him lost its color in his eyes.
He returned to the state he was in when he was ill.
"Si Shen, Musi Shen!"
Mushen's thoughts gradually came back. He looked at the people who appeared in front of him, a family of three to be exact.
Ye Dongcheng, his wife Ji Siyu, and their little Beibi.
"Dongcheng."
"When you get to the restaurant, why don't you go in?" Ye Dongcheng asked.
Mu Sishen has been visiting Country Y frequently in the past two years. Ye Dongcheng brought his wife and children to Country Y for vacation this time. Knowing that he was also here, he invited him to dinner.
They saw Mu Sishen through the window in the restaurant, but they didn't expect Mu Sishen to stop while he was walking. Ye Dongcheng and his wife noticed something was wrong, so they hurriedly came out to call him.
Mu Sishen smiled faintly and said, "The scenery outside is beautiful."
Ye Dongcheng and his wife smiled at him.
"Hello, Mrs. Ye."
"Hello Mr. Mu."
"You babies are very cute." Mu Sishen looked at the white jade-like little man in Ji Siyu's arms, and his expression became much gentler.
Ji Siyu smiled and said nothing more.
"Come in." With that said, Ye Dongcheng took the child from Ji Siyu's arms and called Mu Sishen into the restaurant.
They entered the restaurant together and came to a seat by the window.
Ji Siyu sat in the back seat, Ye Dongcheng sat down with the child in his arms, and Ji Siyu undressed the child.
Mu Sishen sat opposite them and watched quietly. The boy from Ye Dongcheng's family was not afraid of people. He kept staring at Mu Sishen curiously with his big, round eyes.
At this time, Mushen suddenly stretched out his hands to hug the little guy.
Ji Siyu was stunned for a moment subconsciously, then she smiled and said to the baby, "Baby, let uncle hold me."
Mu Sishen thought that the little man was afraid of strangers, but he didn't expect that the little man opened his hands, his little face was full of smiles, and he shouted, "Hug, hug..."
"
Ye Dongcheng and Ji Siyu looked at each other, and Mu Sishen stood up and hugged the little man over.
"How old is he?" Musi asked.
"Almost two and a half weeks."
The little man didn't recognize life, and stretched out his little hands to grab Musi God's face randomly, "Uncle..."
Listening to Little Ren'er's grandma's voice, the expression on Musishen's face became more and more gentle.
During lunch, Mu Sishen held the child the whole time, just like a nanny. He patiently allowed the child to toss in his arms, feed him, and wipe his mouth. Although he did so clumsily, Ji Siyu was by his side.
There was no stopping him at all.
After lunch, after having enough fun, the little boy went to sleep. He leaned in the arms of Musi God and nodded his head.
"What's wrong with him?" Musshen asked nervously upon seeing this.
Ji Siyu smiled and said, "He is sleepy and it's time for him to take a nap."
"oh."
At this time, Ye Dongcheng stood up and said, "I'll do it."
Mu Sishen glanced at the child in his arms and gave the child to Ye Dongcheng with some reluctance.
Ye Dongcheng hugged the child and said, "Ding Ding, be good, daddy will hold you to sleep."
Ye Dongcheng hummed softly, his face exuding the light of a loving father.
Ji Siyu leaned next to him and coaxed the child in a low voice.
Seeing this scene, God Musi gradually saw God.
If he and Yan Xuewei were together, their child would be almost as old as Tintin.
When he thought of Yan Xuewei, there was a dull pain in Mushen's heart, and the dense pain swallowed him up.
It is said that time is a good medicine to heal pain, but for Mu Sishen, the longer time goes by, the deeper he misses Yan Xuewei.
He would come to Country Y seven or eight times a year. After coming, one thing he often did was wander around on the streets.
Because he was thinking that maybe he was walking on a certain street that Yan Xuewei often walked on.
This is a way for him to miss her.
After the dinner party, Ye Dongcheng took his wife and children back to the hotel, and Ji Siyu came to the study.
When Ye Dongcheng heard the sound of the door opening, he stopped what he was doing and opened his arms towards Ji Siyu.
Ji Siyu smiled, ran over and snuggled directly into his arms.
"Why didn't you take a break?" Ye Dongcheng hugged his wife and asked in a deep voice.
Ji Siyu gently stroked the back of Ye Dongcheng's hand with her little hand. There was a bit of confusion on her little face, "This time I saw Mr. Mu's face looked even more haggard."
Ye Dongcheng sighed softly. After Yan Xuewei's death two years ago, Mu Sishen seemed to have changed. He was in a coma and received treatment for half a year.
Later, he recovered from his illness, but his behavior became more and more depressed, and he would often stay alone for a month at a time.
The Mu family was worried that something would happen to him, so they specially sent people to travel with him, and every time he chose country Y.
"Isn't it said that his illness is cured? During lunch, I found that he was often in a daze."
Ji Siyu could tell that something was wrong with Mu Sishen, and Ye Dongcheng could also tell.
"Compared to his previous condition, he has improved a lot now. I think he likes Ding Ding very much, so we have called him to hang out more often during our stay in Country Y."
"Why does he like Ding Ding so much? Could it be that his girlfriend..." was pregnant with a child?
Ye Dongcheng shook his head, "No one dares to mention Yan Xuewei in front of him now. The Mu family only hopes that he will live well."
"Hey, how can there be such a heartless and affectionate person in this world?"
Ji Siyu sighed softly. Ji Siyu had already heard about the relationship between Mu Sishen and Yan Xuewei in the circle of little sisters.
He is an absolutely cold-tempered person, but who would have expected that after Yan Xuewei's accident, he would seek death and survival. Even though two years have passed, he still has not left.
go out.
"We outsiders don't know about their relationship. The way Musi is like this, it seems that he is not a thin lover. He probably doesn't understand love."
"Humph, you didn't know how to cherish it when you had it, then you went crazy looking for it after you lost it, and in the end you even glorified yourself that you don't know how to love. This is a common tactic you men use, right?"
"..."
Ye Dongcheng never expected that he would offend his little tiger with such words. He hurriedly lowered his tone and begged for mercy again and again.
Ji Siyu patted him on the arm, "I won't tell you anymore, I'm going to take a nap."
"Together together."
With that said, Ye Dongcheng stood up and asked his angry wife to leave alone. This is a taboo in a relationship between husband and wife. You must not expect a woman to calm down on her own.
"Who is coming with you?" Ji Siyu pushed him in disgust.
However, her pushing force was too weak. Not only did she not push Ye Dongcheng away, she also made him hug him tighter.
"Wait a minute, have you heard that Ding Ding is awake?" As soon as Ye Dongcheng said these words, Ji Siyu became quiet.
The couple strained their ears to listen, but Ji Siyu heard nothing and ran towards the bedroom.
Ye Dongcheng curled his lips and smiled, and walked towards the bedroom calmly.
He brings his son with him to treat his wife.
**
In country Y in winter, the nights are extremely quiet and the weather is too cold. Everyone stays at home and rarely goes out.
After the dinner party with Ye Dongcheng and his wife, Mu Sishen returned to the hotel with a headache. Even after taking medicine, he still had a headache. It was not until late at night that the headache eased a little.
By this time he was no longer sleepy, so he put on his down jacket and left the hotel.
Late at night, walking alone on the quiet street, my heart felt inexplicably quiet.
At this moment, two girls suddenly ran past him quickly, "Hurry, something is going to happen soon!"
One of the girls said loudly.
At this time, only a wailing sound was heard from the opposite corner of the street, and Mushen continued walking forward without paying attention.
"Hurry and hold her, someone is going to die!"
"Xuewei, he knows he was wrong, please stop fighting!"
Hearing the sound, God Musi paused in his steps.
"Yan Xuewei, if you can, beat me to death!"
Yan Xuewei, Yan Xuewei, this name has long been deeply imprinted on his heart.
As soon as he heard these three words, he didn't even have time to think about it, and ran towards the opposite street.
