A simple two bedroom and one living room. The room is not as white as snow-white walls, old furniture and electrical appliances, but all of this reveals a different and familiar smell.
It felt even stronger when pushing her bedroom away. Whether it was the ancient wooden bed, even the sheets with cartoon images printed on them, the dim curtains, and the large photo of her sticking on the wall - that photo, or ten
A few years ago, Mu Qingxi took photos before she came. The picture is still sixteen years old, with a baby fat face, two dimples when she smiles, her eyes are bright and upward, as if she will never be covered with sadness.
look.
After the age of sixteen, there was a Mu Qingxi in their world, and it seemed that everything was wrong.
"Wow, is this mother?" Mushangen raised his head in confusion, looked at the girl in the photo with big eyes, looking surprised.
"Yes. That's your mother ten years ago." Mother Mu nodded and looked at the young girl in the photo. The past gradually spread to her heart.
Several people stood in the small bedroom without saying anything. In the end, the little guy couldn't hold it in and wanted to go to the bathroom. Mu's mother nodded and took him out.
She did it on purpose because, she saw that Mo Shaochen had been wandering outside the door, looking forward to it and wanted to walk into her heart.
And Mo Shaochen walked in: "Qingyu..."
Mu Qingyu didn't look back, but just picked up her pen holder on the desk: "Do you know, this is also Mu Qingxi's bedroom."
One sentence knocked him to a low point!
"Although she is gone, my mother throws away all her things. However, some things, even if they try to erase them, will still leave traces."
During these days, she knew Mo Shaochen was approaching and knew that he was working hard to repair their relationship.
But sorry, there are some things that I can't forgive for my whole life even if I don't hate them.
"But, we still have mercy." His throat seemed to be choking, and he was trying to make up for her and make up for her. She no longer felt indifferent to him, why didn't it work?
"Well, but I will not forget who is bleeding in my blood vessels."
This is like a dead knot. On the one hand, the existence of Eun has given him a reason to get close to her. However, Eun's life experience has become a thorn that always touches her heart.
"Is it because of Leng Yunlin? Is it because he has found it?"
"I don't deny it, I still hate him." When she said this, Mu Qingyu obviously felt her fists tightened. Without love, how could there be hatred? She understood in her heart, and he also understood.
"But, this is different from that of you. Brother-in-law."
The last two words "brother-in-law" almost defeated him! Mo Shaochen took two steps back and understood what she meant.
Mu Qingyu, neither prince will choose. She would rather walk alone than compromise for her children like this.
"I, I'll come to see you and Eun tomorrow!" He stumbled out and happened to meet Mu's mother and Mushangen outside. Mushangen didn't know what happened: "Dad? Are you leaving?"
Mo Shaochen did not answer him, but nodded randomly and left the Mu family.
Mother Mu also knew what her daughter was thinking, so she just sighed.
However, the next day, the snowflakes were rising, and just after seven o'clock, Mo Shaochen came to report.