Chapter 27

Crying enough, Muqiqi slowly stood up from the floor.

Sleepless, she looked at the small meatballs curled up in the bed, and her tear stained face could not help laughing.

Really envy little star now carefree age, nothing to think about, nothing to care about, as long as happy.

She went to little star's desk, picked up the white paper and crayon, and began to describe the beauty in her heart.

Once upon a time, she was as carefree as the little star... Until her mother died of illness, her happiness ended.

Since then, she has been used to picking up a brush and painting her mother's image on white paper.

In the four years of studying abroad, she did not have any leisure at all. She drew illustrations for various publications in her spare time, not only to exercise her painting level, but also to earn a lot of living expenses and reduce grandpa's burden.

Even yesterday asked little star how to find her, little star God mysteriously told her the truth, she was quite surprised.

It turns out that the little guy saw her illustration named "mother" in a children's book. When the little guy saw it, he decided that the mother in the painting was his mother, and then he imagined the author as a woman in the painting.

After that, I tried to find out the news about her. I learned that she took that flight back home that day. The little guy took the driver straight to the airport and gave her a perfect waiting for a rabbit.

After listening to Xiaoxing, Mu Qiqi thought it was a little inconceivable that her own painting had such great help to others, which made her more firm in the confidence of going further and further on the road of painting.

The tip of the pen rustled on the white paper, and the feeling of grievance was released with the color rendering, gradually forgetting all the troubles... Br >

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there was a heavy weight on the shoulder, the sleeping Muqi on the table got up straight, the old man with bleary eyes, saw the blanket on the shoulder, and looked at the little star standing beside her barefoot Star, didn't react for a while.

"Mommy, why do you fall asleep on the table? Star baby will be distressed. " The little guy looked at her, big eyes had been misting, and he was about to cry.

Muqiqi was stunned. He picked up the baby and put it on his own leg. He hurriedly comforted: "Mommy is OK, and the star baby doesn't cry."

"That mommy promised star baby that she could not sleep here in the future and would catch a cold. Cold nose will bubble, very uncomfortable The little guy looked at her and said solemnly.

Muqiqi couldn't help but be amused by the little guy. "Mommy remembers. I will pay attention to it in the future. Do you put on your slippers every time you get out of bed?"

Little star glanced at his bare feet and smiled, "Hey, I know. I will pay attention to it in the future."

"Now that we have made an appointment, why don't we wash our faces and brush our teeth and go downstairs for breakfast? How are you doing? " Mu Qiqi asked the little guy's opinion with a chuckle.

"OK, I'll take mommy to a place after breakfast!" The little guy said, and the little meat hand made an OK gesture to her. The domineering and assertive manner was the same as his father's hair, which reminded Muqiqi of last night's scene again