Mu Ting owl came out of the basement and looked up at the sky.
Villa in the mountains, away from the noise of the city center, summer night, the sky has a few scattered stars.
Lin was old and afraid of falling. He walked very slowly.
He walked slowly to the back of the muting owl and asked carefully, "young master, are you staying here tonight, or..."
Lin Bo was the man who had been with the muting Owl for a long time.
He has no other ability, but he is honest and handles some daily trifles.
But I have been with him for many years.
He watched the muting owl grow from a gloomy and precocious boy to such a calm and introverted man today.
Deep in my heart, I have a sense of awe for the muting owl.
The muting owl didn't make a sound immediately.
He looked up at the sky for a while, then took back his sight, and said in a slow voice, "I'll see and go."
Then he turned and entered the room.
*
after the villa was rebuilt, it was not the first time that muting owl came here.
Before mu wennuan married, he had lived here for many years.
At that time, he did not think that the side villa would become a place with precious memories for him.
Although it was rebuilt, all the furnishings in the house were the same as before.
What happened in this house is so low that he can still remember it clearly.
If Mu Qingfeng didn't do evil, mu wennuan didn't find the abnormality between Mu Lian and Mu Qingfeng when he went back to Mu's home, wouldn't there be something later?
And they can have a better time.
"Don't follow." Mu Ting Xiao stood at the door, saying to Lin Bo and the bodyguard behind him.
After hearing his words, the people behind him withdrew.
Muting owl went up the living room alone and walked around the villa.
The rebuilt house no longer shows any signs of fire.
He remembered that mu wennuan set fire to the villa and took his pen out.
She has always been soft hearted.
When he saw mu wennuan as a child, he thought mu wennuan was a little stupid.
Although the whole family didn't like her and her biological mother didn't care about her, she felt that her mother still loved her.
When he thought of this, he couldn't help laughing.
*
it's three o'clock in the morning when I get home.
Mu tingxiao went upstairs, first went back to his room to see mu wennuan, and then went to Mu Mu's room.
Mu Mu is sleeping with a small puppet in her arms.
Her little face was red and her skirt was raised to one side.
Mu Ting Xiao pulled her upturned nightgown and adjusted the temperature of the air conditioner. Then she turned around and went out.
After a cigarette in the corridor, he returned to his bedroom.
He stood in front of the bed for a while, then suddenly sat down beside the bed, reached out and touched the scattered hair in the warm shop.
Immediately out voice: "bathe warm."
No response.
Mu Ting owl called several times in a row, but there was no sign of waking up.
He grasped the hand that bathes warm to put in quilt outside, slightly forced to pinch.
Mu wennuan in his sleep just frowned and hummed, but still didn't wake up.
The moting owl maintained this movement for a long time before slowly releasing his hand.
The loosened hand slowly clenched into a fist, and the beautiful jaw line could not help tightening. The whole person presented a posture of extreme depression and forbearance.
There was a time before, it was hard to fall asleep.
Recently, her health is getting worse and worse, and it's easy to get tired. Once she falls asleep, it's hard to wake up.
She can't wait long, psychologically or physically.