Black-bellied ex-husband don't get entangled

Afterwards, only Lin Yunchuan's cajoling sound remained, and it finally quieted down.

There was silence in the house, and the door that had been locked for a long time was opened from the inside. The tall Lin Yunchuan appeared in front of Yao Mujin, and Xiaoxiao's sleeping face could be seen through the crack of the door.

Lin Yunchuan's face hasn't changed much, his pure eyes are still very deep, he looks at Yao Mujin intently, before it can make people easily lost and panicked, but now Yao Mujin can only look at it from these eyes without too much color To a trace of loneliness and exhaustion.

"It's okay, Xiao Xiao fell asleep, he can't hear too much movement."
Lin Yunchuan, who walked out of the bedroom, said this. He was going to close the door, but he hesitated and opened the door again. He looked at Yao Mujin and asked, "Do you want to go in and see Xiaoxiao?"

Yao Mujin retracted her small gaze, shook her head, turned around and walked out, saying as she walked, "No."

Ever since Lin Yunchuan met Yao Muzhen, Yao Muzhen has never been fat. She was always so thin that she would break when she folded it. She hugged her and clapped her hands. Although she looked healthy, since then, Yao Muzhen seemed to have become thinner, as skinny as a stick. , a pair of legs are as thin as a pair of chopsticks, and there is no flesh on the face.

Yao Mujin, who was walking in front of Lin Yunchuan, was like an angel whose wings had been cut off, walking haggardly in the world.

Yao Muzhen walked back to the dinner table, and silently cleaned up the mess. Lin Yunchuan stood still and watched Yao Muzhen's movements quietly, leaving Mou Xiaobei and Wen Yichong staring at each other. Mou Xiaobei looked at Wen Yichong, Wen Yichong Yi Chong winked at Mou Xiaobei, but Mou Xiaobei pretended not to see it.

When Wen Yichong racked his brains to find a way to ease the atmosphere, Lin Yunchuan, who was silently watching Yao Muzhen, suddenly raised his foot and walked to Yao Muzhen's side to help clean up the messy table.

Wen Yichong closed his opened mouth resolutely, and exchanged glances with Mou Xiaobei, the two followed tacitly.

Wen Yichong thought that the meal was over after eating here, but Yao Mujin and Lin Yunchuan sat down and picked up the bowl to continue eating after clearing the table. Although he felt the delicate and awkward atmosphere between the two, Mou Xiaobei and Wen Yichong still sat down with force.

Wen Yichong picked up the bowl and took two mouthfuls of rice, chewed it tastelessly, feeling as if he was sitting on pins and needles, feeling uncomfortable all over.

With two chopsticks of food in his hands, he wrapped up the rice and ate the rest of the bowl indiscriminately. It was so fierce that he seemed to have a grudge against the rice. For some reason, Mou Xiaobei looked at the rice like himself.

Wen Yichong didn't know what the food tasted like. After swallowing it indiscriminately, he hugged the bowl tightly as if he was looking for a savior, stood up from his seat fiercely, and said loudly: "I'm done eating!"

Then, he stiffly walked towards the kitchen, Mou Xiaobei waited for a while, Wen Yi rushed into the kitchen and never came out again.

Yao Mujin and Lin Yunchuan didn't look at Wen Yichong from the beginning to the end, while Mou Xiaobei looked at it stupidly, not knowing which part it was acting.

Lin Yunchuan chewed the food carefully, and glanced at Mou Xiaobei as if he had no intention of doing so. Finally, Mou Xiaobei received Lin Yunchuan's message, and hurriedly picked up the bowl in his hand, stood up, and hurriedly Said: "I'm going to see what Wen Yichong is doing in the kitchen, don't blow up the kitchen."

As soon as the voice fell, Mou Xiaobei quickly disappeared around the corner.

The departure of Mou Xiaobei and Wen Yichong did not make the atmosphere of the scene any more solidified. Yao Mujin and Lin Yunchuan were still eating their own food without even making eye contact. Neither of them seemed to feel the embarrassment at this time. , chewing calmly.

Lin Yunchuan seldom ate the food cooked by Yao Mujin. When we first got together, if two people ate alone, Lin Yunchuan usually cooked the food. Later, we lived together in a small villa. Before Lin Yunchuan moved in, Lin Yunchuan didn’t know what was going on. I know, I only know that after they moved in, Li Junsheng did the cooking most of the time, and Yao Mujin occasionally did the cooking on the spur of the moment, but she cooked more often than Su Xinru.

Being able to eat the meal cooked by Yao Muzhen again, Lin Yunchuan always felt that happiness was only a layer of paper away from him, and he could clearly see its appearance, but no matter how hard he tried, he just couldn't pierce it and pass through it , There is no way to see the whole picture of happiness, and you can't grasp happiness, you can only let it pass by in front of your eyes.

This is a very aggrieved feeling. Lin Yunchuan, who has always been the most assertive, does not know how to ease the tension between the two. He feels powerless and helpless. Since Lin Yunchuan became independent, he has never had such a feeling. felt it.

"You don't have to go out of your way to eat them."
Yao Mujin put a piece of chicken wing in the bowl, spoke in a very low voice, and couldn't hear any emotion when listening carefully, and didn't even look at Lin Yunchuan when talking.

Lin Yunchuan didn't know how to respond to Yao Mujin's calm and indifferent tone, his cheeks moved, and then Lin Yunchuan said: "Xiao Xiao and An An will be counting on you for the time being, the old lady is not in good health recently, and there is no way to keep an eye on them all the time. Look small."

"What happened to the old lady?"

Yao Mujin picked up the rice in the bowl and asked indifferently, the expression on his face was still indifferent, and he couldn't see the true emotion under this calm appearance.

"I'm sick and in the hospital."
Lin Yunchuan didn't expect Yao Mujin to ask such a question, so he answered truthfully after a pause.

Mrs. Lin has been suffering from migraines for a long time. She caught a cold recently and her head hurts day and night. Sometimes the pain was so painful that she couldn’t sleep at night. At first, Mrs. Lin couldn’t let Xiao Xiao go, but she didn’t want to go to the hospital. Lin Yunchuan promised again and again that she would personally After sending Xiao Xiao to Yao Mujin, Mrs. Lin was willing to go to the hospital.

Listening to Lin Yunchuan's answer, Yao Mujin smiled calmly, and Lin Yunchuan's heart was half-cooled by the subtle smile.

Although Yao Muzhen's smile was no different from when it was calm, as light as a breeze, Lin Yunchuan still felt Yao Muzhen's distrust of him.

She didn't believe what he said or what he did, and she suspected he had intentions.

Lin Yunchuan frowned, and was about to say a few more words, but he opened his mouth, but in the end he didn't say anything.

If a person doesn't love you, no matter what you do, you can only move yourself; if a person doesn't believe you, no matter what you say, in her eyes, you are trying to cover up.

So Lin Yunchuan chose not to speak.

Just before, according to Yao Muzhen's temperament, she would sarcastically say a few words, maybe she would say, "Isn't it a bit of a big deal?"

Or say something like: "How many more times do you want to use the same strategy?"

But Yao Mujin chooses to smile at life because she has already passed that age.

There are some things that, when you dig into their intent, don't make any sense, so it's better to just let it be.