clear water

The first time I saw it vividly, the angel that belonged to me broke into my barren life so absurdly. Since then, the ground has been full of flowers.

If the past life was hell, then the present life is a paradise in a dream, but a dream is a dream after all, and I am still awake.

Look, the angel with pure white wings is flying away, leaving the dream, leaving me, leaving me alone, once again falling into the darkness alone.

It's just that today is not what it used to be, I am no longer me, and the darkness of the past can no longer do anything to me. In the dark hell, I stood at the top, looking at the desolate mountain, with lonely eyes, and accompanied it.

I dreamed of you again, in the No.18 year when I lost you, that child grew up.

Although everything has passed, the years seem to have treated Mu Shuiliu very kindly. It seems that Mu Shuiliu has only become more mature.

Mature, adding a unique charm of a mature man. Over the years, Mu Shuiliu has never lacked women by his side, but there has never been a woman who can get close to him. He is tired of it. Mu Shuiliu said, he loves The person in question is a man, and he is dead, but he can't empathize, which means let those women save themselves.

Mu Nianqing had just finished his coming-of-age ceremony not long ago, and was formally introduced to everyone in the circle. His experience had just begun. Mu Shuiliu had set very strict demands on him, but Mu Nianqing did not. He didn't complain at all, because he understood what a heavy shell his father was carrying.

Mu Nianqing's immature face was full of seriousness, hiding the expectation in her heart, standing upright in front of the directors of the Mu family, accepting those naked scrutiny, pretending to be calm on the face, but holding tightly His fists and palms were soaked.

Taking a deep breath, Mu Nianqing glanced at Mu Shuiliu who was sitting not far away. Seeing that Mu Shuiliu didn't give her a look, she was a little disappointed, but she also mustered up her courage. I will definitely make you feel proud.

Watching the people on the stage slowly let go, slowly displaying what they have learned over the years to the fullest, the corner of Mu Shuiliu's mouth curled up into an imperceptible arc, and he glanced around, seeing the recognition in the eyes of the Mu family's elders. I also breathed a sigh of relief in my heart, as worthy of being his son.

The one-hour "interview" was finally over, Mu Nianqing followed Mu Shuiliu to the CEO's office, stood in front of Mu Shuiliu's desk, the father and son stared silently, Mu Shuiliu saw Mu Nianqing's nervousness, his gaze He returned to the documents that were already spread out in front of him.

Mu Nianqing lowered her eyes in disappointment, but she heard Mu Shuiliu say, "You did a good job."

The simple four children, Mu Nianqing smiled, with the sincerity that this age should have, and was praised.

In the evening, Mu Nianqing, who had been in a good mood all day, followed Mu Shuiliu to the first camp, the place Mu Nianqing called the monster gathering place since he was a child.

Since he was sensible, he was sent to the first battalion by Mu Shuiliu. The first few years were all observations, and when he was in junior high school, the actual combat began.

In terms of studies, Mu Nianqing can definitely be said to be a master of learning, already a graduate student, but in terms of force, Mu Nianqing is really making slow progress.

Mu Nianqing felt that he was the modern version of Guo Jing, and it was lucky that the masters in the first battalion were not mad at him.

It has been several years since he studied, fought and accumulated with the people in the first battalion, but Mu Nianqing still couldn't win anyone in the next battalion, which made him a little frustrated, obviously he worked so hard in private.

Saying hello to the people from the first battalion passing by familiarly, Mu Shuiliu brought Mu Nianqing to the ring, where he once gave his life for one person.

Mu Shuiliu and Mu Nianqing stood like this, and the people from the first battalion passing by did not bother them. One can fantasize.

Finally, Mu Shuiliu broke the silence and talked about the story that Mu Nianqing never knew.

Do you know why your name is Nianqing?I miss you, I miss you.

Xia Qingyu is my lover, a man, our love was too bitter and tiring, but we never gave up. Once, when I stood on this stage, I almost gave my life. Fortunately, we Still together, although, late, late.

do you know?I think that in my life, wrong choices are fatal, but if you make a choice, you have to go on by yourself, there is no turning back, because behind you, there is darkness, and you can no longer find the way you came.

At the beginning, I chose to leave because of the power I wanted to protect, and the consequence was that I lost the purity I once had.

Back then, she chose to stay for the only one she wanted to protect, and the result was an eternal loss.

Gain or loss, what is the antecedent of everything, what is the consequence, I accept everything brought about by my choice, suffering, fortunately, the end of my expectation finally faintly sees the outline.

Mu Shuiliu's narration came to an abrupt end here, but Mu Nianqing didn't want to know what Mu Shuiliu wanted to say in the end, Dad, what you expect is that I will suffer.

But now, the source of all his pain that Mu Shuiliu said was standing in front of the two of them, with a sad face, sorry, but never willing to admit that he was sorry.

Mu Shuiliu left, leaving Mu Nianqing alone. Mu Nianqing stood in the middle of the ring with complicated eyes. His father, a father who admired him, made a request to him for the first time.

"Please become stronger, don't make me suffer anymore, that's enough."

I don't know if it's because of the memory of the past, when Mu Shuiliu was walking, she just felt a suffocation in her chest that she had nowhere to vent. Mu Shuiliu didn't go back to Mu's home, nor did she go back to the company, but left Shangjing. Advent.

I don't know why that creek can make Mu Shuiliu calm every time, just like Xia Qingzhen back then, Mu Shuiliu soaked her feet in the water, the temperature of the stream in spring is just right, and the depression in her heart is also melted away. The current carries away.

The sky gradually darkened, and stars fell into the stream. Xia Qingzheng sat beside Mu Shuiliu, leaning on Mu Shuiliu's shoulder, quietly, one person, one soul, forming a world of its own.

Time is quiet.

After a night, Mu Shuiliu made a decision. He bought the land and started building a secluded house near the creek.

After half a year after everything was completed, Mu Shuiliu let go slowly and helped Mu Nianqing get on the right track. Finally, Mu Shuiliu said to Mu Nianqing, "In the past six months, you have been outstanding. A qualified leader and decision maker will also be a formidable soldier, and from now on, the affairs of the Mu family and the barracks will all be entrusted to you."

Seeing the look in Mu Nianqing's eyes that wanted to stay, Mu Shuiliu shook his head first, and smiled a little relieved, "All of this was decided 18 years ago, but there is one more thing I want to let go." No problem, the housekeeper is getting old, and he should leave soon, the housekeeper is like a family member, treat him well, even after the death."

Mu Shuiliu stood up, and Mu Nianqing also stood up. For the first time, she grabbed Mu Shuiliu's sleeve childishly, "What about me? Dad."

For the first time, Mu Shuiliu showed such a smile, warm, tolerant, with some guilt or firmness, "You are my pride, you have always been, and giving everything to you will be the most important thing in my life. The most correct decision besides falling in love with him."

For the first time, Mu Shuiliu rubbed Mu Nianqing's head like a father, turned and left, left Mu's house, left Shangjing, and walked into the paradise that belonged exclusively to him and Xia Qingyu.

Standing in front of the secluded house full of natural atmosphere, Mu Shuiliu's right hand was in a half-clasp state, as if she was holding someone's hand, Xia Qingzhen inserted her own hand in, just right.

As if feeling Xia Qingzheng's temperature, Mu Shuiliu smiled and led Xia Qingzheng to open the door in front of her, "You once built a home for me, but it was useless after all, but it's okay, I'll make it up now. "

From the time the door was opened, Mu Shuiliu slowly talked about how wonderful it would be if they lived here together. Tired, Mu Shuiliu and Xia Qingyu lay on the bed together, face to face, eye to eye, Then slowly close your eyes together.

At the same time, Mu Shuiliu's exclusive lawyer visited Mu's house, and announced the arrangement of the will according to Mu Shuiliu's arrangement.

The tranquility here completely cut off the turbulence of the outside world. For some reason, as a spirit body, Xia Qingxuan felt that she had really fallen asleep.

When he woke up, there was no Mu Shuiliu around him.

Xia Qingxuan got up suddenly, and it was already night when she floated outside.

There was no sign of Mu Shuiliu anywhere, but Xia Qingjuan was a little anxious, her eyes froze, and Xia Qingjuan saw Mu Shuiliu sitting alone in the stream.

Xia Qingxuan walked to the creek and looked at the dissolving pills at the bottom of the water. He seemed to know what Mu Shuiliu was going to do.

Xia Qingxuan sat next to Mu Shuiliu. Mu Shuiliu rested her head on her lap with one hand, and dipped her hand weakly in the stream, feeling the flow of the stream.

Suddenly, Mu Shuiliu smiled, and her voice seemed a little lazy because of her weakness, "Qing Yu, you are like an angel, appearing in pure white, just like this stream, Qing Yu, Qingcheng, Shui Liu, water flow, what do you say?" , Are we a natural couple, because the water is clear."

Listening to Mu Shuiliu's silly speech, Xia Qingyu laughed, and poked Mu Shuiliu's head with her finger, "Are you an idiot? The filth of the water flowing into it is clear because of the crystal clear water."

As if hearing Xia Qingjuan's speech, Mu Shuiliu smiled contentedly, and lay down slowly, letting the cool stream water wrap herself, just like Xia Qingjuan's temperature.

Gradually, the eyes become blurred and white, just like the clouds in the sky. When you remove the clouds, you will see heaven and angels, just like him now.

Xia Qingyu stood in front of Mu Shuiliu, with a familiar doting smile, her slender hands in front of her eyes, "As agreed, I'm here to pick you up."

Covering that hand, it is no longer a nihilistic touch. Finally, goodbye to you, Qing Yu.