Long-term love becomes sick, ex-husband is too involved in the drama

time home.

As soon as the three of them got home, after waiting for Xiaochen all day, the elders couldn't wait to take him to the living room, play with him, talk to him, ask him what he did today, whether he would eat fruit, etc. wait.

Everyone loves him beyond words, wishing they could keep him by their side and watch him all the time.

With him, the Shi family laughed more obviously than before.

Mu Shihuan saw it in his eyes, and couldn't help but smile a lot on his face.

Because I was very tired from playing today, Xiaochen started to feel sleepy before nine o'clock. Mu Shihuan took him to say good night to everyone, and took him upstairs.

Without asking the aunt at home to help, she took care of the little minister by herself.

I was a little unskilled last night, but today is much better.

Take a bath, dry your hair, tell a story...

It didn't take long for Xiaochen to fall asleep from exhaustion.

Mu Shihuan covered him with the quilt, and habitually bent over and kissed him on the forehead.

"Good night," she whispered.

"Boom boom boom——"

There was a knock on the door.

Mo Shihuan got up and went to open the door.

It's Aunt Yang.

"The old lady asked you to go."

Mu Shihuan nodded and said yes, turned around and looked inside, Aunt Yang said that she was taking care of her.

After a few instructions, Mu Shihuan went to Mrs. Shi's room.

She knocked on the door, and waited for a response from inside before she opened the door and went in.

"grandmother."

"come here."

When Mu Shihuan approached, he saw Mrs. Shi was painting.

She knows that grandma draws very well, but she has only seen her two or three times in so many days. She heard from her aunt that grandma liked to draw when grandpa was still there, but after grandpa left, grandma drew less.

No one spoke, and the room was quiet.

It wasn't until the last stroke was finished that Mrs. Shi said: "Come with grandma to recite the Buddha's name for a while. You haven't recited the Buddha's name for a while."

When Mo Shihuan heard this, he felt a little ashamed.

After returning from the countryside, Shi Tingzhou often took her out. Indeed, the number of times she accompanied her grandma to recite the Buddha's name decreased. It used to be a daily compulsory course in the countryside.

"Okay." Without defending himself, Mu Shihuan agreed.

Mrs. Shi didn't say anything.

The two of them meditated on the Buddha's name as if they were in the countryside.

Wait until the volume is finished.

Mrs. Shi opened her eyes: "Pour a cup of scented tea for grandma."

Influenced by Mu Shihuan, and because she is too old to drink tea at night, Mrs. Shi is also used to drinking scented tea.

Mo Shihuan heard the words and got up quickly.

After making tea, the two of them have a cup each.

The aroma is tangy.

Mrs. Shi said: "Have you meditated?"

Mu Shihuan sat opposite her.

Hearing the sound, she was slightly taken aback.

"grandmother……"

Mrs. Shi took a sip of her tea and tasted it quietly: "Before I accompanied grandma to read the Buddha for so long, did my heart really calm down? Do you know what grandma really means for you to meditate?"

Mu Shihuan pursed her lips slightly.

"Yes." She replied.

"So, have you calmed down?"

Mu Shihuan and grandma looked at each other.

"Quiet." She nodded.

"really?"

Asked calmly, Mu Shihuan should have nodded and said yes, but for some reason, it was difficult to make a sound.

After a long time, she repeated: "Quiet."

She blinked.

"grandmother……"

"Whether it's a person or a thing, we need to look forward." Mrs. Shi interrupted her and said calmly, "If you can't do it, grandma can help you, but grandma can help you once or twice, it is impossible to always help you." By your side to help you."

Mo Shihuan choked.

She thought of the time when her grandmother asked her to meet Zhou's grandma's grandson.

"That kid Fu Lai is very good." Mrs. Shi knew that she had thought of that, and said directly, "Unfortunately, you are not his type, and neither is he."

really.

Mu Shihuan knew at that time that grandma didn't want to interfere in her emotional affairs, but as she said, let go of the past and look forward.

"I'm not thinking about the past." She tried to make it clear.

"Grandma knows."

Mu Shihuan suddenly didn't know what to say.

"So grandma said, you haven't really meditated yet." Mrs. Shi put down her teacup and said, "Okay, go back and rest, I'm tired today, come back tomorrow night."

"grandmother……"

"Let's go back."

Mu Shihuan finally stood up.

Back in the bedroom, Aunt Yang left. She sat on the edge of the bed, looked at the sleeping minister without blinking, and couldn't help caressing his little face with her fingers.

She watched it for a long time.

Finally, she got up and went to the sofa, found the handkerchief from last night and went to the bathroom.

Patiently, carefully wash, and then dry.

Finally, she folded it neatly and put it away.

I wanted to send it to Jiang Wen now, but when I walked downstairs, I belatedly realized that it was almost eleven o'clock.

It was not a good time to go to him late at night.

Mu Shihuan could only give up for the time being.

After returning to the room, she simply washed up and went to bed with Xiaochen in her arms.

That night, she was finally able to fall asleep.

……

The schedule for the next few days is pretty much the same.

Mu Shihuan took Xiaochen all over Pingcheng, took him to eat delicious food, took pictures of him, mother and son even took selfies, and recorded every happy moment.

Xiao Chen would call or video call Li Jingyan every day, and at this time, Mu Shihuan would either walk away, or accompany him silently, without making a sound, and would not see Li Jingyan.

The minister didn't seem to notice.

After playing for two days, the elders in the family couldn't sit still anymore. They really thought that Xiaochen didn't want to leave for a moment, so they simply took their mother and son to the surrounding cities to play.

Only unexpected, nothing impossible to play.

Playing around, Xiaochen and Mu Shihuan's mother-child relationship is not only close, but also familiar with everyone in the Shi family.

In this way, more than a week passed in the laughter and laughter.

For more than a week, Mo Shihuan has always been with Xiao Chen, and he is the only one in his eyes, only at night when he falls asleep, he will go to chant Buddha with grandma.

No one bothered her.

Jiang Wen didn't contact her, and Mu Sinian sent a text message, but she ignored it and was blacklisted.

Time entered the second week, and one day, Shi Zongping and his wife took Xiaochen out to play and meet friends.

Mu Shihuan felt a little uncomfortable, so she slept for a while, and when she woke up, Xiaochen hadn't come back, so she sat in a daze for a long time.

When she came back to her senses, it was Uncle Shi Zongping who called, saying that he would take Xiaochen to stay in a resort hotel tonight and would not come back. Xiaochen also called her and said that he would be obedient.

Mu Shihuan asked a few words.

Without Xiao Chen by her side, the inseparability of this period of time suddenly stopped, and she felt inexplicably uncomfortable.

I want to stay alone for a while, but I can't calm down for some reason, and the same is true for thinking about Buddha.

Finally, she changed her clothes and went out.

After asking the driver to take her to the city center, she asked the driver to go back and wandered aimlessly by herself.

Walking around, feeling a little hungry, she suddenly wanted to eat hot pot with Li Yan, but Yanyan was still busy abroad, even if she was abroad, she was reluctant to let her come because she wanted to eat hot pot.

one person……

In the end, Mu Shihuan didn't go to eat hot pot, but instead went to the famous food alley in Pingcheng.

She didn't expect to meet Jiang Wen on the road.

So suddenly.

After what he said that night, he didn't bother her again, as if he wanted to give her time to think things over for herself, and he was also very busy, so Shi Tingzhou mentioned it twice occasionally.

It was Jiang Wen who saw her first.

"Shi Huan."

He was carrying something in his hand.

"Brother Jiang Wen." Mu Shihuan greeted.

I haven't seen her for a while, but when we meet now, Jiang Wen is reluctant to take his eyes off her, but he is afraid that she will feel uncomfortable.

"Alone?" he asked.

Mu Shihuan nodded.

At this time, the sunset glow was gorgeous, and the afterglow fell on her face, making people's hearts move.

Jiang Wen's thoughts moved slightly.

"Have you eaten yet?" He subconsciously asked, not giving her a chance to refuse, and he added, "I bought some food and wanted to cook hot pot, but I can't eat it alone, together?"

Mu Shihuan vaguely remembered that his apartment was nearby.

But go to his apartment...

Seeing her thoughts, Jiang Wen was a little nervous, and said with a smile: "It's just a meal with friends, if you are worried, I will call Ting Zhou."

When it came to this point, Mu Shihuan didn't refuse any more.

What's more...

"Then you're welcome." She smiled slightly.

Just at this glance, Jiang Wen suddenly had the illusion of electric current passing through his heart.

She looks really good when she smiles.

……

"No one has worn them." When he arrived at the apartment, Jiang Wen took a pair of disposable slippers from the shoe cabinet and handed them to her.

Mu Shihuan took it: "Thank you."

Jiang Wen wanted to say that you are welcome, but finally swallowed it back.

After entering inside, he asked her to rest: "I'll go get ready, it will be ready soon, you can watch casually, or do you want to watch TV?"

Mu Shihuan shook his head: "I'll sit down for a while."

Before she came back, she had said to help, but Jiang Wen refused, saying that she was a guest, and there was no reason for the guest to do it.

Jiang Wen poured her a glass of water.

"You can go to the study if you feel bored." He whispered, then went to the kitchen.

Soon, his figure disappeared.

Mo Shihuan looked at it for a while, took a sip of water from the cup, and glanced over the apartment inadvertently, and found that the apartment was very clean, and the style was not gray and black and cold like ordinary men, but rather Nordic, with a little softness.

After sitting for a while, she got up and went to the balcony to watch the sunset.

But inadvertently saw a car downstairs.

She recognized it.

Since she came to Pingcheng, that car has been following her, even though she said she didn't need it.

With dazed eyes, she suddenly lost interest in admiring the beautiful scenery. She turned around and sat down on the recliner, closing her eyes.

Jiang Wen fried the hot pot base ingredients and put them into the pot, ready to put in the ingredients when the water boiled. When the restaurant was cleaned up, he looked up but didn't see Mu Shihuan.

He was slightly taken aback, thinking she was gone.

"Shi Huan?" His Adam's apple rolled, he blurted out.

No one should.

Regardless of the hot pot, Jiang Wen hurriedly searched in the apartment.

The apartment is on a large flat floor with many rooms. He went straight to the study, but he didn't find her. He thought of something later, and he returned to the entrance. When he saw that her shoes were still there, he felt relieved.

Thinking of something again, he finally looked towards the balcony.

approach.

Sure enough, she was there.

And fell asleep.

With the last rays of the setting sun scattered in, the corner with her seemed to become peaceful all of a sudden, it was as beautiful as a painting, and people just wanted to indulge in it all the time and refused to leave.

Unable to restrain himself, Jiang Wen approached again.