It's so late.
Xu Xingli was about to start the car. Mu Jingluo's voice came from behind, "don't you eat the love Bento?"
Now, isn't it a little late to ask?
Xu Xingli some helpless, tone did not show, only way, "I go home under the heat to eat."
It's too cold to lose, isn't it?
Mu Jingluo looked very cold. "Drive me back."
"All right."
Xu Xingli starts the car and leaves the underground parking lot. After a long indoor curve, the whole city lights up as soon as he goes out.
Mu Jingluo looked sideways and saw the heavy motorcycles parked on one side. When the people on the motorcycles saw them coming out, they immediately put on their helmets and started the car to keep up with them.
“……”
The roadside light passed Mu Jingluo's eyes, and the bottom of his eyes was gloomy. "What does he do? He's so idle."
I followed him in the middle of the night.
Xu Xingli was stunned for two seconds before he found the motorcycle closely following in the rearview mirror. He said, "it's from the crime squad."
"The police officer's voice sounds good. In fact, it has no future and no use value. It's not like your style." Mu Jingluo is cold and direct, and the meaning of irony can no longer be obvious.
Wen Fang, Xu Xingli does not care to smile, "people will change."
"Meet true love?"
Mu Jingluo asked with a sneer.
Xu Xingli is smiling faintly, smile alienated, did not answer.
Mujingluo didn't ask any more. He just looked out of the window. In the rear-view mirror outside, the heavy motorcycle followed all the time and never fell behind.
Mu Jingluo leans on him and sleeps slowly.
When the car stopped at Mu's house, Xu Xingli got out of the car, picked up her things, took out the fast food packed from the restaurant, and called Mu Jingluo, who had turned around. "General manager mu, your things."
Mu Jingluo holds Mu Yuwen lying on his shoulder asleep in one hand. Looking back, she sees the Bento on her other hand. Her eyes are heavy. She takes the bag and leaves in silence.
……
It's late at night.
The whole city is quiet.
Mu Yuwen is choked up by urine. He wakes up vaguely with his hands rubbing his eyes. There is only a wall lamp in the room, and the light is not dazzling.
The little guy sat up from the bed and looked at the big bed under him. There was an empty and pungent smell floating in.
Mu Yuwen sucks hard, opens the quilt and jumps out of the big bed. Smelling the smell, he walks step by step to the balcony connected with the bedroom. There is a crack in the floor door.
He stretched out his little hand and pushed the door open. A cool wind accompanied by the pungent smell of wine passed through his body and made him excited.
Mu Yuwen hugs himself, and then goes out. It's dark outside. Only the residual light in the room shines a little. There is a man lying on the table on the balcony, only wearing thin household clothes. There are empty wine bottles on the table and on the ground.
“……”
Mu Yuwen blinked inexplicably and went to climb on the chair beside him. He saw Mu Jingluo lying on the table, already asleep, frowning all the time.
He reached out his little hand to push the mountain like man, some anxious, "Daddy, it's cold outside, you'll catch a cold."
Pushed by him, the people on the table had a reaction, and their brows tightened more tightly. It took a long time for them to open their eyes. Their eyes were red, as if they were soaked with blood.
Mu Yuwen's shoulder shrinks and looks at him.
“……”
Mu Jingluo looked at him, and his eyelids fell down again.
"Don't sleep." Mu Yuwen put his little hand on his arm, more anxious, "go to bed to sleep."
Mu Jingluo slowly sat up straight from the table, stretched out his hand and pressed his head, which was cracked by the pain of drunkenness. His voice became hoarse. "I spread the smell on my body, and you sleep by yourself."
Smell speech, Mu Yuwen glides down from the chair, quickly runs into the room, and soon runs out with a blanket. Mu Jingluo sat there, looking at the little guy busy in front of him, but he felt that the blanket was not in place. He climbed up to the next chair and stood, struggling to spread the blanket over his back. He closed the corner of the blanket with his little hand to seal the cold wind for him.
Mu Jing Luo stares at him for a long time and reaches out to touch his little face.
Mu Yuwen looked back at him with clear eyes.
"Are you my son of mujingluo?" He asked in a low voice. His eyes were a little dim. In fact, up to this moment, he still had no real feeling of being a father. On the contrary, the child made him realize in advance what it was like to be filial.
"Yes."
Mu Yuwen nodded obediently, "I'm good to you. Can you like me?"
Mu Jingluo touched his little face and said with a low smile, "come on, daddy taught you the first lesson, never think you are good to people, people just like you, too naive, you know?"
Hearing this, Mu Yu's white and clean face suddenly fell like thunder.
That's not what Mommy said.
Daddy doesn't like him. How can he finish the test?Mu Jingluo looked at him, "I'll teach you the second lesson."
"What?"
Mu Yuwen looks at him puzzled.
Mu Jingluo put his hand on his tender little shoulder, his thin lips moved, and said word by word, "don't like a person when you are 18 years old, remember, never."
His eyes are still smiling, just as bitter as they must be.
"Why?"
Mu Yuwen was at a loss.
"Why?"
Mu Jingluo repeated these three words, released his hand, and leaned back. His eyes didn't focus on the distant night. After a long time, he murmured and said to himself, "because of this, you can't walk out of that year any more."
“……”
Mu Yuwen heard more confused, confused to look at him.
The night was long, and the smell of wine faded into the cold air.
……
A villa in the imperial city is still not peaceful at night.
In the living room, several professionals all sit together to fix the pictures of the child from birth to the age of five.
Bai Zhenzhen is standing behind them with her arms in her arms. These background photos are all the photos that she caught Xu Xingli on her mobile phone. Now they need to be urgently repaired for her and Mu Yuwen.
"You are all top professionals. I want this picture to be repaired without any trace, even the light can't make any mistakes!"
She said coldly.
"I see."
Several people nodded together.
Bai Zhen walked restlessly in the living room. After a while, a maid came down and said, "Miss, madam is in great pain. I want you to come and talk with her."
My wife is referring to Zhang Nan.
Zhang Nan was beaten to death by Bai Zhen. In order not to arouse the suspicions of the herdsmen, he had to ask for medical treatment at home, but did not go to the hospital.
Bai Zhen was really annoyed. Hearing the words, she said, "I'm not a doctor. Can I talk to her? Come on, give my mother the painkiller and don't bother me again
"Good."
The servant had to retreat. A just left, and a bodyguard came to tell her, "Xu Xingli out of the herdsman on a motorcycle to leave, did not catch up."