Chapter 1067

The passage of time, take away our youth, but not our love, our memory. Lie, you are old, I am also old, lovely love has always been unable to decay, the world is really magic.

Sitting in front of the dressing table, Mu Xiaoxiao holds her cheek and looks at the mirror with her eyes staring at the mirror. Her eyes are covered with red silk unconsciously.

"Xiaoxiao, what's the matter? Why are you crying? " Xuanyuanlie came out of the bathroom, and the sunlight outside the window was reflected in. He was still so charming.

Feng Mou a turn, fell on his body, compared to once, his black eyes more deep, but still as charming, like a whirlpool: "daughter married, son married, heart is always empty."

"No matter when and where, you have me by your side. Xiaoxiao, I won't make you lonely. " There was more tenderness in his eyes.

This once cold man, even if the passage of time, can make him so gentle, only the woman in front of him, no matter when, how time goes, how to flow, he cherishes her, only increase but not decrease.

"I never feel lonely with you."

"Hungry? I'll make you some breakfast

"Well." Mu Xiaoxiao stretched out a stretch and rubbed xuanyuanlie's chest like a cat.

Xuanyuan strong spoiled a look at her: "go back to bed and sleep again."

"Well."

Xuanyuanlie turns around and walks out of the bedroom. Unconsciously, he has become a good man at home for her. This tenderness, however, can not be enjoyed by others.

Looking at his back, Xiaoxiao only has happiness in his eyes. This happiness is a gift from God. Once she had gone through too many ups and downs, just in exchange for today's warmth.

Even though she had suffered too much, she never regretted.

This life, she did not come in vain!

The embarrassment in the heart, suddenly let her originally have a little bit of tiredness disappear instantly, forget it, don't sleep! Feng Mou fell on the dresser on a thick diary, next to also put a pen.

This is her diary. I don't know when she got into the habit of keeping a diary. In addition to recording every day's life now, she also wrote down her memoirs of the past according to her memory.

After taking the diary, Mu Xiaoxiao's eyes are full of memories. When she was ready to have a look, a breeze swept through the window. The number of pages of the diary is constantly driven by the wind.

When the wind stops, the diary also stops on a page.

Seeing the content of this page, Xiaoxiao frowned. This is When she was writing a diary, she wrote something on the spur of the moment.

Most of the time, she would not like to look at this page.

Eye light falls on the handwriting:

"how far should the line be? Love and hate, gathering and scattering, life and death, there is a line between them, often this line will make people lost, blind, even insensitive, only this line of separation, will make people regret life! If I had thought of you earlier, would I not have had so many regrets, to mourn the debt in my heart, silver... "

The story in the diary opens slowly

This is what happened when Mu Xiaoxiao was 5 years old.

Japan's first financial group, the cold family, has been Chinese for generations. However, it has set up enterprises in Japan and has become the leader of Japanese business circles.

Xiaoxiao has always been the apple of my humble family. However, when Mu Xiaoxiao was three years old, her parents divorced. After living with her father for a period of time, she was picked up by her mother, MANET.

This year, Xiaoxiao was five years old.

"Mom, where are we going to make a plane?" Xiaoxiao sitting on the plane, watery eyes staring at his mother.

Mennai looked at her daughter with a long black hair and elegant and beautiful: "go to Italy."

"To Italy? What are you going to do there? "

Meinai rubbed Xiaoxiao's hair: "go to see your father."

"Oh..." Xiaoxiao didn't say much. Although she was young, she had already understood a lot about the world. She also knew that her parents were divorced and she was mature like a little adult.

When talking about my father, my mother would always cry secretly, so many times, she would not like to mention it again.

Mennai held her daughter with one hand and was smiling tenderly all the time. She did not want to live in the bondage of a powerful family, even if she still loved that man.

After flying for hours, I finally arrived in Italy.

"Mom, it's so cold!" After getting off the plane, Xiaoxiao felt the piercing cold. She sucked her nose and her ears were frozen stiff.

Mennai carefully put on her coat: "it snows outside, of course it will be cold."

Two mother and daughter walked out of the airport.

"Mennai Xiaoxiao... " A tall and dignified man had been waiting at the airport. The man looked very handsome, mature and domineering could not cover his excitement.

As soon as Xiaoxiao saw the man in the windbreaker outside, she immediately jumped out of mennai's arms: "Dad She rushed to the past with archery steps, and rushed to the arms of the cold cloud."Cloud." Although there is no unnecessary expression, you can see the ups and downs of her heart from her eyes.

There are few scenes of family harmony.

In this fragmented family, their hearts are connected. They have each other in their hearts.

"Are you done with your consortium?" Mennai asked.

"Well, it's done. I'll be with your mother and daughter these days. " Han Yun said gently, because the business of the consortium happened to come to Italy to talk about business. After finishing the business day and night, in order to meet the woman and daughter he loved deeply, he continued: "I've been hungry for a long day. I've already reserved the restaurant. Let's go to eat first."

"Well."

On the car, the family get along with each other more harmonious, even if their family has been broken, but no one can see any cracks between them.

All the way to the restaurant.

Xiaoxiao has been lying in the window of the car, looking at the snow outside, long eyelashes flickering next to the window. Cute like a Barbie doll.

"By the way, Xiaoxiao, dad has prepared a gift for you." Cold cloud said mysteriously.

"What?" The word gift can be regarded as attracting Mu Xiaoxiao's eyes, and immediately turned to look at the past.

A huge glass bottle, inside flying a pile of blue butterflies, beautiful people fixed the line of sight, her a pair of small hands tightly touched the bottle: "so beautiful, how can there be butterflies in winter?"

"You've spoiled the children." Mennai bluntly said that at a glance, the butterfly must have been specially transported from afar, and the glass jar also has the function of heat preservation.

"Hey hey, this is Dad's magic!" Han Yun said with a smile.

The family was eating in the restaurant. Xiaoxiao was full early. Looking at her parents chatting, she was very bored. She held the butterfly jar in her hands: "I'll go outside to see the snow."

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