My Wife Heard That You Have a Crush on Me

At night, it was silent. On the sky, a waning moon was mostly covered by clouds, only a corner was exposed. Yuncheng had entered a flowing summer, and even at night, it was still extremely sultry.

Inside a private manor near Yuncheng.

After taking a shower, Mu Yunxi is lying in her room doing homework. She is twelve years old this year, and she is studying at Yuncheng Middle School, the best private school in Yuncheng.

Suddenly, there was the sound of shattering things downstairs, and a woman's scream. She shook her hand while holding the pen, then put down the pen and ran downstairs without thinking.

In the living room, a woman in pajamas is sitting on the ground, holding a bottle of wine in her hand. On the ground are several empty wine bottles, and not far from her, there is a ground of broken glass.

It was the wine bottle that had just been smashed by her.

Mu Yunxi's gaze fell on the woman. The woman's eye sockets were red, and her face was still wet with tears. She sat drunk on the ground, seeming to cry but not crying, smiling but not smiling, showing no response to her arrival.

Her gaze turned slightly, and she saw the picture frame put aside by the woman.

It was a photo of a man, visually in his thirties, gentle and elegant.

It was her father, Mu Xiangnan, who had become a vegetative in a car accident nine years ago and has not yet awakened.

"Mom." Mu Yunxi whispered.

The woman raised her eyes and stared at her, the hatred and sadness in her eyes made Mu Yunxi's small body stiff, and she instinctively took a step back.

The woman seemed to sneer and looked away.

"Go back to your room." The woman, that is, Yan Jing said coldly.

Mu Yunxi didn't leave, but settled, walked to Yu Jing's side, squatted down, trying to take away the wine bottle in her hand, but she held her hand.

"What are you doing?" Yan Jing asked, her throat dry and hoarse after drinking.

Mu Yunxi explained: "Mom, drinking is hurting you, don't drink it. If Dad finds out, it will hurt."

In my memory, every time my mother thinks of her father, she will be like today, and her temper will become very weird and uncertain.

Suddenly, Fang Jing pushed Mu Yunxi away and looked at her grimly: "Don't mention that **** to me, you also get out of my sight. You Mu's family doesn't have a good thing."

Mu Yunxi was caught off guard and was pushed to the ground. She frowned and looked at her hand. Just now, her hand accidentally fell on a piece of broken glass.

The bright red blood beads bloomed in her palm, and Fang Jing and Mu Yunxi were stunned at the same time.

The blood dripped and mixed with the wine on the ground, and the air was filled with a mixed smell of blood and wine.

Yong Jing seemed to react suddenly, hugged Mu Yunxi, crying and said, "Yun Xi, I'm sorry, mom didn't mean it, I'm sorry."

Mu Yunxi frowned, resisting the pain in her hand, comforting her mother, "Mom, I'm fine, don't cry."

Yong Jing let go of her daughter, stumbled to the TV cabinet, took out the medicine cabinet from the drawer, and ran back to Mu Yunxi's side, ignoring the glass ballast on the ground, and knelt on the ground.

"Mom will bandage you, and the pain will disappear soon." She said, her voice trembling slightly.

Yan Jing drank the wine, her mind was dizzy, her hands were not able to control her strength, Mu Yunxi was very painful, but she stretched out her hand and let her bandage her without saying anything.

Finally, after the bandage was over, Yuan Jing hugged her and cried again.

"I'm sorry, Yun Xi, mother really didn't mean it, she just feels sad, don't you want to be angry with her, okay?"

Mu Yunxi gently patted her mother's back, and softly comforted: "Mom, I know, I am not angry, really, I am not angry, but can you stop drinking?"

Yan Jing nodded indiscriminately, said an apology in her mouth, her face was muddy with tears, and Mu Yunxi's clothes were also wetted.

It took Mu Yunxi a lot of effort to persuade her mother to return to the room.

She returned to her bedroom and lay on the table tiredly, looking at the photo of the family of three on the table.

In the photo, she was only three years old, wearing a skirt, held in his arms by a man, smiling brightly. The man holding her smiled and looked down at the daughter in his arms, with loving eyes, while the woman standing beside him looked at the father and daughter with gentle eyes.

Mu Yunxi's eyes were tearful as she flicked the lightly white fingers over the person in the photo.

Dad, when can you wake up? When can mother stop drinking?

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midnight.

A hurried knock on the door interrupted the dream. Mu Yunxi sat up in shock and heard someone outside the door tapping the door. The door was slammed and slammed, accompanied by a panic cry.

"Yun Xi, Yun Xi is coming out soon and is on fire."

Mu Yunxi's dizzy mind was instantly awake, and she stumbled to open the door. As soon as she opened it, she was choked by smoke. She coughed violently, and when she looked intently, the flames downstairs showed that they were already surrounded by a sea of ​​fire. .

There are only two of them at home, and the nanny does not live at night. This was specifically requested by Yuan Jing. She didn't like having strangers at home.

Yang Jing was wearing pajamas, saw Mu Yunxi, pushed her into the room, then closed the door, holding her daughter's shoulder, and said anxiously: "Yun Xi, you listen to my mother now, wait for my mother to help you Go down through the window and run outside after you escape, don’t look back, you know?"

Mu Yunxi was startled and asked subconsciously: "Mom, how about you?"

Yan Jing smiled, "Mum naturally followed you, remember, run after going down the window, don't look back."

Mu Yunxi nodded blankly, his mind still bewildered.

Yong Jing instructed Mu Yunxi to hold the scissors to cut the sheets and tie them together. This is the third floor. Without the help of bed sheets, you will get hurt if you go on like this.

Mu Yunxi was cutting the bed sheet, her hands were shaking, her face was pale and bloodless, and her round face was full of panic.

Yu Jing took out the winter quilt, threw the quilt down the window, and then hooked up the sheets and hung them on the window.

"Yun Xi, hurry up." Yuan Jing urged.

Mu Yunxi was dragged to the window.

"Quickly, get down from here." Yan Jing pushed Mu Yunxi while urging, looking anxious.

Mu Yunxi climbed onto the window sill, holding the sheets in her hands, teardrops were already hanging in her eyes, "Mom, I'm afraid."

After all, she was only twelve years old and still a child. When such a thing happened, she was afraid that it had occupied all of her thinking.

Yan Jing squeezed out a smile and comforted him: "Don't be afraid, there is mother here. Go down quickly, and mother will follow you later."

At this time, smoke has diffused in from the gap in the door, and the temperature in the room has been rising. Yan Jing and Mu Yunxi were coughing constantly after being smoked, and Mu Yunxi's tears had already come down.

"Mom." Her voice trembled.

Seeing that she was still hesitating, Yu Jing's face became cold, and he shouted, "Go down!"

Mu Yunxi burst into tears, "Mom, I'm afraid."

She was afraid of heights, and she didn't even go to higher places, nor did she dare to ride on the plane, let alone jump off the third floor.

Yan Jing's face was ugly. The bedroom door was made of wood, and the fire was full of fire. It had already burned to the door of the room. If they did not go out, they would be smoked to death even if they were not burned to death.

"Go down." Yuan Jing said coldly.

Mu Yunxi didn't dare to look down, stretched out her feet tremblingly, clutching the sheets tightly, and hesitated not to move.

Upon seeing this, Yan Jing's eyes flickered slightly, her expression was ruthless, and she pushed her hard.

Mu Yunxi screamed, and her body had fallen down. She subconsciously grabbed the bed sheet, but she grabbed the empty space, swiping her fingertips across the bed sheet, and she fell straight towards the ground.

She hit a branch in the yard first, and finally landed on the quilt with a bang.

She just felt that all her bones were shattered.

She screamed in pain, and in a blink of an eye she saw her mother who was leaning over on the third floor and looking at her.

Yu Jing looked at her falling on the quilt, and seemed to be relieved.

Mu Yunxi ignored the pain in her body and shouted to her mother: "Mom, come down quickly."

Yan Jing smiled at her and shouted loudly: "Run, leave Mom alone."

Mu Yunxi's face changed, "Mom!"

Yan Jing smiled, enchanting and beautiful. Looking at her panicked daughter downstairs, the corners of her lips raised slightly, "Yun Xi, the fire truck is coming soon, you are obedient, and leave first."

Mu Yunxi shook her head, she didn't want it, her mother would die, her father was already in the hospital, and she couldn't lose her mother anymore.

"Mom, please, come down." Mu Yunxi cried and begged. She struggled to stand up, but there was a deep pain in her right leg, and she couldn't move her left arm.

She was injured when she fell.

"Yun Xi, mother is too tired." Yuan Jing said softly, but Mu Yunxi downstairs didn't hear it.

She stood by the window, took a deep look at her daughter, turned around, and closed the window.

"Mother-"

Mu Yunxi cried, heartbreaking.

Through the window, she could only see the tongue of flames raging, but she could not see the familiar figure.

She struggled to get up, dragged her injured arm and leg, and walked a few steps in that direction, but stopped again, turned and ran out of the manor.

She is going to find someone to save her mother!

She was born in this manor and has lived here for twelve years. She is already familiar with the plants and trees here. Even in the dark, she can see the road clearly, but she stumbles and falls several times. Climbed up several times.

Tears mixed with sweat kept dripping, she glanced at the burning house, endured the pain, gritted her teeth and ran towards the entrance of the manor.

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On the suburban road, a black car drove in the dark night.

In the back seat of the car sat a seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy, his face hidden in the dark, and he couldn't see clearly.

The car was silent and the atmosphere was depressed. The driver concentrated on driving, not daring to talk to the teenager in the back seat.

Suddenly, the driver raised his eyes, looked at the sky not far away, glanced back, and cautiously said: "Master, there seems to be a fire over there."

The boy lowered his head, as if he hadn't heard.

The driver pursed his lips, and stopped talking.

"Master."

The young man finally raised his head and glanced out of the car window. His black eyes were so dark in the night. He just took a faint glance and then withdrew his gaze. He continued to lower his head, expressionless, and there was a dead silence in his eyes. Accompanied by sadness that is too thick to dissolve.

The driver understood, stopped speaking, and continued to drive.

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