In the early spring, feie mountain is like a fairy who is still awake. The smoke is like a cicada's wing. It is gently draped on the shoulder, as if with affection, gazing at no language.
Under the sun, the dewdrops that have not yet evaporated are shining with golden light, and the air is clear and sweet, which is probably related to a heavy rain that fell suddenly two days ago. Wash away the floating dust and noise, let everything return to the original appearance, make the body and mind comfortable.
Mu Qingqing seems to be very excited today. She has always been reluctant to take self portraits. She holds the camera, takes photos and records videos all the time, saying that she wants to record her son's growing up experience. She has a lot of fun.
Can Mo Liancheng heart understand, Mu Qingqing's mind, so obediently cooperate, without a word of complaint.
When Xiaochi was young, a family of three played for a while and began to cry. Mu Qingqing coax for a long time, the small pool is quiet, nest in her arms, gradually sleep. The nanny immediately went to the nanny's car with a small pool. The fresh air and warm atmosphere had appeared many times in the dream of Molian city.
It's just that he never thought it would come true at such a time.
"Thank you..." Mo Liancheng and Mu Qingqing sat side by side on the lawn, looking at the mountains in the distance covered with green, can not help but feel a burst of disappointment.
Mu Qingqing's eyes fell to the distance and joked, "ha ha, thank you for what? Thank you for giving birth to your baby? "
"Thank you for helping me fulfill my dream ahead of time. Originally, I planned to wait for Xiaochi to be three years old. We could go to Provence manor together for a period of time, but now it seems that it is also good here."
The tip of Mu Qingqing's nose was suddenly sour, and he was forced to smile. Looking at him from the side of his head, he said, "there must be a chance!"
Mo Liancheng didn't speak any more, but turned to look at Mu Qingqing. His sharp eyes had unconsciously faded a trace of sharpness and became gentle. His deep voice sounded slowly, "in fact, there is a problem. I've always wanted to ask you."
"What's the problem?"
Two people's eyes intersect, breath shallow, "in fact... Do you really forgive me?"
The disguised smile on Mu Qingqing's face gradually disappeared. She knew the meaning behind Mo Liancheng's words. Her eyes lengthened again. Her clear smile was mixed with a touch of sadness, and her deep voice spread like smoke.
"At the beginning, these stumbling blocks were really lingering in my heart. I thought I would never forgive you in my whole life.
But later, after so many things, you once and again for me can not even life. Facing life and death, what mistakes can't be forgiven?
Maybe I was too stubborn, people... Always unconsciously enlarge their feelings, their own sadness, so the hatred will also be magnified.
but it was all foam. When it touched lightly, it broke.
I know what you want to ask. Do you want to ask me if I came back to you because I knew you were ill!
I can tell you now, yes, it is! But it's not the reason, it's just an opportunity. At first I asked myself that, but later, when I looked down on everything, I really saw who I loved.
I'll come back to you sooner or later, but God can't wait, so he pushed us in an extreme way
Mu Qingqing turned her head and looked at Mo Liancheng. Her eyes were full of determination. "Liancheng, I have confidence in you. Don't give up. What you owe me will be returned to me slowly in the future."
Mo Liancheng's heart seemed to be torn apart. He didn't know what kind of answer he wanted to hear. Mu Qingqing finally forgives him, but a lot of things can't go to the bottom of the investigation! But seeing the tears twinkling in Mu Qingqing's eyes, Mo Liancheng is more deeply complaining about his powerlessness.
Mo Liancheng pulls Mu Qingqing into his arms, and his eyes darken inch by inch.
They stayed on the feie mountain until the evening before returning home. Looking out of the window at the clouds dyed red by the setting sun, Mu Qingqing held her cheek and looked out of her mind. She had been thinking, perhaps this day will eventually become the most profound memory of her life, a terrible idea in her heart.
However, Mu Qingqing didn't realize that there was a trace of doubt in his eyes.
I thought everything would go on like this. After three days of mental struggle, Mu Qingqing hesitated to pick up the phone. The number of song Yanshu was on the screen. Before Mu Qingqing's fingertip touched the screen, her heart began to struggle madly.
At the last moment, the pool, which had been sleeping peacefully in the crib beside her, suddenly kicked over the phone in Mu Qingqing's hand and fell on the crib.
Mu Qingqing was shocked, so he got up quickly and continued to pat Xiaochi to try to coax him to sleep. "Is your mother disturbing you? Baby, honey, go to sleep quickly...
" Mom... Mom... "
Mu Qingqing's hand was frozen in the air, half open mouth in amazement. Xiaochi stares at a pair of big eyes, clear eyes fall on Mu Qingqing's face, he even opened his mouth to speak. According to his age, Xiaochi learned to speak a few months earlier than ordinary children, which made Mu Qingqing's heart tremble."Baby, what do you say, you say it again..." Mu Qingqing leaned over her body and caressed the soft body of Xiaochi with both hands. She felt as if she had passed the electric current.
"Mom... Mom..." Xiao Chi seemed to understand what Mu Qingqing said and repeated it over and over again. Although the articulation is not clear, the tone of the milk is still vague, but mu Qingqing really listen to it. Xiaochi even called his mother. He even called her mother.
Mu Qingqing's pupil gradually blurred, excited to forget the phone left in the side, directly picked up his son in the room and kept rotating.
Looking at the clear eyes of the small pool, as if to give Mu Qingqing a strong force, she decided to fight!
So the next morning, Mu Qingqing went to find Chengxi and told him everything. Knowing all this, the mood became a little excited, clapped up, and the expression was eager to tear up song Yanshu. Chengxi has always been on the side of Mu Qingqing unconditionally, so when he heard that song Yanshu threatened Mu Qingqing with the life of Mo Liancheng, he couldn't sit still.
"Why don't we find someone to tie up song Yanshu and torture him? I don't believe we can't force him to tell the truth!" What Chengxi said was angry. Mu Qingqing knew that, so he did not refute it.