Chapter 743

The sound of porcelain cracking is full of ears, and the burn marks on the back of Mo Liancheng's hands also fall in Mu Qingqing's eyes. Her heart is violently pulled for a moment. Subconsciously, she wants to move forward, but she is held back by the damned reason and fails to take half a step.

"What's wrong with you?" Song Yan Shu step forward, frown, stretch out his hand to push Mo Liancheng.

Mo Liancheng's body shook a few times, but his eyes were still staring at Mu Qingqing. He did not put song Yanshu in his eyes. His voice was full of obvious sarcasm and ridicule. "Mu Qingqing, are you too anxious! You can't live without a man, can you? "

He didn't want to use this kind of ugly and embarrassing words, but at this time, anger filled his whole brain, making him lose the ability to think. It seems that only with this kind of verbal stimulation can he make himself better.

"Pa!"

Mu Qingqing gave Mo Liancheng a slap in the face. The sound was as clear as the sound of the cup that had just been broken. She tried her best to vent her grievances on Mo Liancheng.

When she opened her mouth again, Mu Qingqing almost lost her voice. "I made this cup for my baby. You can't slander me like this!"

With that, Mu Qingqing ran out of the backyard crying. Song Yanshu glared angrily at Mo Liancheng and chased him out.

The whole courtyard suddenly quiet only his own heart beat, Mo Liancheng's hands were unconscious, only the burning feeling of his cheek hurt his heart, the wind whistling from time to time across the ear, like a sharp knife, once in a while his heart.

Mo Liancheng's lost sight happened to fall on a fragment on the ground. He bent down to pick up the fragment, which was engraved with a word of "ink". The baby's name had not been thought out. Looking at his surname, Mo Liancheng was surprised that he just seemed to be too impulsive.

Walking straight through the alley, there is a sunset square, where the fountain is piled up with thick coins into a tower, hence the name of the wishing pool. Mu Qingqing threw a coin into the air, closed her eyes and folded her hands.

She had never been a superstitious person and wanted to disdain to pray for gods, but for the first time she felt that this sustenance was exactly what she needed most at present.

"Qing Qing, I'm sorry." Song Yanshu stood on the side with some embarrassment and apologized anxiously.

Mu Qingqing pulled the corners of her mouth and said with a wry smile, "it's me who should apologize. I always involve you in the relationship between me and moliancheng. I'm sorry."

"No, I didn't know that cup was made by you for the baby. I wanted to make a joke with you to leave a souvenir. So I secretly saw your design and copied one of them. I didn't expect to hurt you and be wronged by him. I blame myself for being clever." Song Yanshu has some self blame. He knows that Mu Qingqing hates being framed by others, especially because of himself.

"Forget it, it's not about the cup between me and Molian city. It's all about the gratitude and resentment accumulated in the mountains. It's so embarrassing to be pulled out of the dust laden memories..."

Mu Qingqing is rarely so sentimental, repeatedly sighing and leaning on the edge of the fountain.

There are not many people in the sunset square around 12:00 at noon. The sunlight refracts the water surface and sprinkles the sparkling wave light on Mu Qingqing's beautiful cheek, which is like the finishing touch in her makeup. It is breathtaking.

Song Yanshu didn't know what to say. He shifted the topic to other places. He took back his eyes and fell on the golden coins in the pool. He opened his mouth and asked, "what wish did you just make?"

Mu Qingqing looked at Song Yanshu with a smile, and her eyebrows were gently raised. "Didn't someone tell me that once you say your wish, it won't work?"

A nerve in Song Yanshu's heart was stirred up, and the memory suddenly projected a clear picture in his mind. Mu Qingqing was looking at himself with a smile and kept asking what he had just made, and his answer was the same as that of Mu Qingqing.

"Do you remember?"

Mu Qingqing rubbed for a moment, sat on the edge of the pool, legs shrugged and pulled, shaking wantonly, "not only you have such a good memory, I'm not bad!"

Before Song Yanshu opened his mouth, Mu Qingqing said his sad wish, "my wish is too greedy, I don't know if it will come true."

"I hope that from the age of 27, I don't have to experience separation and pain in the future. I feel that I have suffered too much in the past ten years, and I am very tired..."

Song Yanshu looked at Mu Qingqing and was distracted. Then he said in Mu Qingqing's ear, "wait for me here. Don't go anywhere. I'll be back soon."

Then he ran away in a hurry.

Mu Qingqing was a little puzzled. After a long time, song Yanshu came back with sweat on his head, panting heavily, as if he had just finished a marathon race.

"Where have you been? Why are you so tired?" Mu Qingqing waited for a long time, and even began to worry.

Immediately, song Yanshu took out a large number of coins from his pocket. There were 60 or 70 coins in his pocket. He breathed uneasily and said, "I've run all over the businesses here. I can only get so many coins!""Come with me!" Song Yanshu takes Mu Qingqing and walks back to the pool. He stands behind Mu Qingqing and pours the heavy coins into Mu Qingqing's palm. His hands are around Mu Qingqing's body, and his hands are under Mu Qingqing's palm.

"Are you ready?"

Song Yan's warm voice and hot breath hit Mu Qingqing's earlobe. Before she could recover, song Yanshu's hands swung upward. Dozens of coins in his palm were thrown into the sky. The golden light was shining in the sun, which was particularly spectacular.

"I hope that from now on, Mu Qingqing can be happy, never experience separation and pain, and be happy forever!" Song Yanshu said Mu Qingqing's wishes out loud. Mu Qingqing looked at Song Yanshu's face in a daze. His appearance was extremely sincere, as if those wishes could be realized if they were said.

Sixty or seventy coins fell into the pool one after another, splashing with brilliant water. The beautiful scene of the fountain was like a flash in the pan, causing passers-by to look at it one after another.

A moment later, song Yanshu looked back at Mu Qingqing, with a bright smile on her face. "It's sincere enough. I believe my wish will come true."

"For so much money..." Song Yanshu winks at Mu Qingqing, which makes her laugh.