Mu Shangen jumped up and down, with his unique liveliness and infectious energy. Li Xiaoran followed him behind him. Looking at Mu Shangen, he really felt sorry for and loved this child from the bottom of his heart.
After paying the fare, Mu Qingyu walked towards his neighborhood. He had never been so anxious, but he wanted to slow down.
Because, every place along the way is so familiar to me. Every tree and plant seems to have the impression of me and En En walking and playing there.
When the community where Mu Qingyu lived appeared in front of her, Mu Qingyu almost ran, stopped her thoughts, suppressed it, and walked towards her home step by step.
Arriving at the door of Li Xiaoran's house, he took a few deep breaths and rang the doorbell.
During the minute or two waiting for Li Xiaoran to open the door for her, she seemed to hear the playful laughter of Li Xiaoran and Mu Shangen inside the door, and seemed to hear Mu Shangen's tender and crisp childish voice.
The sounds of footsteps, one large and one small, getting closer and closer to me.
The door was opened from the inside, projecting the light in the room. Li Xiaoran looked against the light and saw the person he thought about day and night, standing in front of his door, looking at him like that.
Li Xiaoran couldn't restrain his feelings and hugged Mu Qingyu, his arms tightly around her waist, so hard, as if he wanted to rub her into his body!
Mu Qingyu knew that Li Xiaoran had feelings for her, but he didn't expect that at this moment, it would be so strong, undisguised, and so heavy that it would hit her face.
Li Xiaoran held Mu Qingyu in his arms and felt that it was real. He was not dreaming or hallucinating. She was right in front of him. She was back, back to him.
After a few minutes, Li Xiaoran still had no intention of letting go of Mu Qingyu, so Mu Qingyu helplessly patted Li Xiaoran on the back, signaling him to let go of her.
Li Xiaoran realized it later and suddenly let go of Mu Qingyu. He looked at Mu Qingyu helplessly and felt his face heat up. He said, "Qingyu, you came back and you didn't say hello so I could pick you up."
you."
Mu Qingyu looked at Li Xiaoran's helpless look and smiled: "Li Xiaoran, are you going to stand at the door with me like this?"
After listening to Mu Qingyu's words, Li Xiaoran felt his face getting hotter. He hurriedly walked behind Mu Qingyu, took her box and said, "Qingyu, come in quickly."
Mu Qingyu covered her mouth with her hands and entered the room quietly. Li Xiaoran suddenly followed her clumsily into the room and closed the door.
The warmth of this room was blocked as the door was closed. No matter how windy, frosty, rainy or snowy it was outside, it could not interfere with the warmth and brightness in the room.
Mu Qingyu walked into the room and saw Mu Shangen sitting on the carpet in front of the sofa in the living room, with his head lowered and his little arms moving around, as if he was busy with something.
Mu Qingyu turned to Li Xiaoran and made a silent gesture, quietly approached Mu Shangen, walked around the sofa, and picked up Mu Shangen.
Mu Shangen was playing jigsaw puzzles in front of the sofa when his feet suddenly lifted off the ground and he was picked up by someone. He thought it was his Uncle Li, but what he saw was the mother he had been thinking about day and night!
Mu Shangen's eyes almost widened in disbelief. He put his little hands directly around Mu Qingyu's neck and pressed his face against Mu Qingyu's. Feeling her warmth, he cried and shouted: "Mom, mom