His tone was a little excited. Mu Mu's eyes flickered and she looked at him blankly, "Ning Rui."
The circles under his eyes were red, and the gentle man was angry.
"Brother Qin, let's go, leave, don't care about anything, okay?"
Mu Mu finally cried.
After getting off the elevator, she grabbed Qin Ningrui's hand and ran out of the door.
Tears blocked her sight. She wiped them with her sleeves over and over again, but she couldn't wipe them dry.
There was a cold wind blowing outside, caressing her wet face like needles.
Walking through the bustling crowd, running without direction.
"Mu Mu!" After exiting the hospital gate, Qin Nigrui stopped, pulled Mu Mu into his arms and held her tightly.
He looked up at the sky and took a deep breath, "Actually, as long as you live a good life, it doesn't matter who you are with."
Mu Mu buried her head in his chest and cried bitterly, "But I just want to be with you."
"You have been mine since childhood, and I am yours. Why should I give you to others? Why should you give me to others?"
She hated Sangge standing next to him, she hated seeing someone else standing next to him, and she hated that he would sleep with someone else in the future.
She also hated that she was sleeping with someone else, and that person was supposed to be him.
Qin Ningrui couldn't answer any of these questions. He lowered his head and kissed Mu Mu's hair, and coaxed gently: "Stop crying."
He wished he didn't know anything, then he would have no scruples.
Warm palms patted Mu Mu's back gently, and her head was still buried in his chest, reluctant to lift it up.
Crying is impulsive.
How could she not care about anything and leave with him?
She is now pregnant with Yifan Lu's child and is recognized by the outside world as his woman.
The beauty is hidden in a golden house, she has secret love, she is a spoiled child, and all kinds of bad reputations have been acquired.
Why should Qin Ningrui, who was born out of mud but not stained, let her pollute her?
If he was willing, she wouldn't do it.
She didn't want Uncle Qin and Aunt Ning to be talked about behind their backs, and she didn't want Ms. Jiang and the late Lao Mu to be stigmatized.
The truth is, they can never go back to where they started.
"Let's go to the car." Qin Ningrui slowly pushed Mu Mu away, took out a handkerchief from his pocket and wiped her face.
He always carries a clean blue handkerchief in his pocket. It has been a habit since he was a child, because Mu Mu always eats roadside snacks and eats his face like a kitten. If the paper cannot be wiped off, he wets the handkerchief.
I wiped it for her.
This habit has not changed for more than ten years, and even though she is no longer around, he still can't quit it.
The handkerchief was stained with Mu Mu's nose, and it was crystal clear. She snatched the handkerchief over, blew her nose imagelessly, and then spread it out in front of Qin Ningrui, "Throw it away, it's dirty."
I had just cried, my nose was blocked, I spoke with a thick nasal voice, and my eye circles were red and swollen.
But the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, with a bit of childishness, reflecting the sunlight, bright and bright.
Qin Ningrui did not object to Mu Mu throwing the handkerchief into the trash can on the side of the road. Just throw it away and treat it like throwing away his worries.
The two returned to the hospital and picked up the car from the parking lot.
It was warm in the car, and Mu Mu's cold hands and feet soon regained their temperature.
They didn't dare to go without snacks.
Because there are so many memories of their childhood there.
Mu Mu didn't have much pregnancy reaction, but she felt a little nauseous when eating every morning, and her appetite was much greater than usual.
For lunch, she ate two full bowls of rice and drank a bowl of soup.
