Mr. Wood is in the North Pole, I am in the South

For a long time, Han Zhen failed to understand that since Mu Nancheng had a deep-rooted affection for Song Xiaoran, how could he tolerate Xiao Ran and Fu Yuxing being together for many years without trying to fight for it? This is totally against Mu Nancheng's character.

Only now did he know that Mu Nancheng didn't dare.

If it is said that during the four years from the age of five to nine, Xiao Ran gave Mu Nancheng the only warmth, then the kidnapping incident really shook Mu Nancheng's soul.

Mu Nancheng began to face up to his depraved life. He saw that his and Xiao Ran's attitudes towards suffering were completely different. He realized that his tragedy was not only caused by the trials of fate, but also by his weakness in character.

Sadly, the price of his enlightenment was Xiao Xiaoran's bloodied body.

He no longer wants to, nor can he let himself rot like a lump of mud and be buried deep in the ground.

He has to climb up.

Driven by guilt, he paid close attention to Xiao Ran all the year round, and this relationship changed qualitatively as they grew older.

But mixed with feelings of hurt and redemption, it doesn't even deserve to be told.

Let alone close.

Mu Nancheng saw Xiao Ran concentrating on bandaging the puppy in the heavy rain, so he didn't dare to come out and say hello to Xiao Ran.

After the He family's accident, he hesitated again and again, but he didn't dare to show up and take Xiao Ran away.

After Xiao Ran and Fu Yuxing were together, he never dared to compete but only dared to watch.

He used to be just evil, but later he became more and more cowardly.

For a long time, his consciousness could only experience two kinds of sensations, pain, and pain.

The former is the disintegration of the body, and the latter is the disintegration of the soul.

Every suicide note he wrote in the flames of foreign lands has only one sentence:

I really want to, really want to hug him.

With such a simple and humble thought, Mu Nancheng has been struggling for 11 years.

But even today, every bone and every drop of blood in his body has been solidly reshaped, and his body is reborn from ashes, but his soul is still trapped in the dirty and simple room 11 years ago. in the cabin.

Guilt, and love.

These two emotions are intertwined and tormenting, and every second is like a soft knife.

Then bear it like this, Mu Nancheng would think so faintly at every sunset and dawn, such a lifetime, it should be.

----

"Fuck-"

The wonderful frying sound exploded in the kitchen, and Xiao Ran shrank his head in fright as he stood behind Mu Nancheng.

Mu Nancheng said jokingly:

"What are you afraid of? If you want to splash, it will splash on me first."

Xiao Ran hooked his head, looked at the circle of hot oil bubbles on the back of Mu Nancheng's hand and clicked his tongue:

"Aren't you afraid of being hot?"

"I'm afraid," Mu Nancheng turned on the faucet and rushed it casually, while turning his head to tease him, "Then let's not do it, shall we?"

Xiao Ran blinked, pointed to the pork on the chopping board, and said seriously:

"Let's do it, otherwise, wouldn't the pig die in vain?"

Mu Nancheng couldn't help but poke Xiao Ran's cheek with his hand:

"You are a difficult pig."

Xiao Ran has a lot of problems with this kid, especially picky eaters. He can't even count the restaurants in Nanjiang that can satisfy his taste.

He pursues delicious flavors and doesn’t like heavy seasonings. He loves to eat seafood, but his skin is sensitive. He doesn’t eat the roots and stems of vegetables. He doesn’t eat the leaves when they are raw. Mu Nancheng once found out that he swallowed two pills after eating ice cream, and when he asked about the name of the medicine, the veins on his forehead popped up.

That is two astemizole, specially for allergies.

A real little prince and pea.

So now Xiao Ran's every meal is strictly controlled by Mu Nancheng.

Mu Nancheng's knives are very good, and the cut pieces of meat are square and square, and each piece is almost the same height. He scalded the meat first, and then tied the pieces of meat one by one with the prepared string. Hands are full of oil and water, but the movements are fluent and beautiful.

Xiao Ran was extremely curious:

"Why tie up the meat?"

"If you don't tie it, the meat will fall apart when you stew."

"Oh," Xiao Ran said, "but I don't eat fat."

"Then just watch me eat."

Xiao Ran pouted, and his small face slowly swelled up like a little puffer fish.

This kid, he can't take anything you tell him seriously.

Seeing his small appearance, Mu Nancheng felt weak in his heart. While putting the meat into the oil pan, he patiently explained why Dongpo pork is best eaten with pork belly.

"This is not fatty meat, this is pork belly. Have you seen it? There are three layers of meat. The pig skin is tough, the fat is soft, and the lean meat of this layer is the tenderest and juiciest piece of the pig. No matter how you stew it Huichai is better than lean meat from other parts," he said, with a smirk, he pinched Xiao Ran's cheek with his oily fingers, "it's like the most tender piece of meat on your body grows on your cheek Same!"

It makes people want to take a bite.

Xiao Ran wiped his face angrily:

"Don't keep pinching my face and neck, it's so annoying!"

Mu Nancheng said with a rogue smile:

"At worst, you can pinch me too, as long as you can reach it!"

"Hmph!" Xiao Ran curled his lips in disdain, "I'm not someone who will take revenge!"

The movements of Mu Nancheng's hands paused, he pressed the back of his hand to his forehead, and then coughed lightly, with an imperceptible tremor in his voice:

"Xiao Ran."

"Eh?"

"If someone hurt you, under what circumstances would you forgive him?"

Xiao Ran tilted his head strangely:

"Why should I forgive the person who hurt me? I'm not a fool!"

He laughed to himself,

"If anyone bullies me, I won't make him feel better, this is the old man!"

"That……"

Mu Nancheng asked with difficulty, "How can the other party have a hard time so that you can calm down?"

Xiao Ran casually said:

"Probably the only way to do it back to him."

Those who scold me will be scolded back, those who beat me will be called back, and those who molested me will have their teapots chopped off!

Xiao Ran laughed out loud at what he said, and Mu Nancheng felt mixed feelings, as if all the seasoning bottles on the sink had been poured into his cavity, but he was greatly relieved.

It is not difficult to repay him with his way.

"Oh, oh, it's fried, it's fried!"

The child suddenly screamed and rushed to the door. The pork belly in the pot crackled and exploded, and soon turned golden yellow.

Mu Nancheng took the meat out of the pot and put it in the pressure cooker to simmer, and then continued to work.

During this time, Mu Nancheng processed ten large prawns by himself, roasted a golden, buttery, plump and juicy squab in a home oven, and cut a large fat eggplant horizontally, sprinkled with chopped The ham is topped with Mu Nancheng's homemade sauce, and finally a pot of delicate, thick, smooth and bright fish soup is cooked.

All the ingredients avoid garlic and ginger, which are Xiao Ran's least favorite, but they are still delicious and fragrant.

"You cook this meal so well! How can you cook so well?"

Although many people who live alone abroad know how to cook, Mu Nancheng's skills are already comparable to international chefs.

Mu Nancheng turned his eyes to look at Xiao Ran, a complex and strange light flashed in his eyes:

"The person I like doesn't have many weaknesses. Picky eaters are one of them. I have few strengths, so I have to focus on his weaknesses. A person who wants to do something well and goes all out will naturally reach the peak."

Xiao Ran remembered that last time Mu Nancheng said that he learned cooking because he had someone he liked, and exclaimed:

"Mr. Mu, you are still very affectionate."

"Lovely..."

These three words are connected with Yibizhidao and Shibishen, which are full of bitter irony. Mu Nancheng closed his eyes and smiled bitterly.

Xiao Ran realized that he had said something wrong, and he clumsily wanted to make amends:

"Although the person you like is not with you, you don't have to be too sad. You can make such delicious things. This craftsmanship will accompany you for a lifetime, and you still make money!"

Mu Nancheng's emotions were suddenly shattered, he couldn't laugh or cry:

"Did I earn it or did you earn it, huh?"

"Oh! Let's live together, don't worry about whether you earn or I earn!"

"You little shameless... Come on, take this fish soup outside, can you move it? Oh, it's not easy, be careful not to shake it..."

When Xiao Ran swallowed and obeyed Mu Nancheng's order to bring the fish soup to the dining table outside, the lid of the pressure cooker stewed with "fat meat" was lifted.

That scent was like thousands of small hooks, which aggressively hooked out all the gluttons on Xiao Ran's taste buds.

"It's so delicious!" The child looked at the pieces of golden and bright red meat being put on the plate, and said regretfully, "But I don't eat fatty meat!"

Soon, Xiao Ran finally realized how farsighted he was, and his words "true fragrance" were all transformed into the law of true fragrance.

At the dinner table, when Mu Nancheng got up to serve Xiao Ran a second bowl of rice, he looked at the little kid who was eating oily mouth and big eyes filled with excitement and contentment, and said narrowly:

"Let me see, yo, why is our young master's little face swollen! Who beat this?"

Xiao Ran never knew before that Bibimbap with Dongpo Gravy was so delicious that people would bite their tongues off!

Holding his chopsticks, he took the rice bowl silently, then turned halfway around, and with his back to Mu Nancheng, he chomped at the rice in his bowl.

It's a pity that Mu Nancheng, who has no eyesight, just doesn't let him go,

"Is fat meat delicious? Give it a five-star praise, young master!"

"Would you like to eat next time? Order early!"

"Don't talk? If you don't talk, there will be nothing!"

……

Xiao Ran also ignored him, and when he finally ate the roll and couldn't hold it anymore, Xiao Ran lazily shouted on the chair:

"Boo boo!"

Bubu rolled over with a "gululu" and said happily:

"Of course baby, do you need my help?"

"belch!"

Xiao Ran hiccupped suddenly, covered his mouth, and glared shamelessly at Mu Nancheng who was laughing out loud, his beautiful eyes narrowed dangerously, "Boo!"

Pointing with green fingers, he ordered, "Teach that bad guy a lesson!"

The robot's eyes instantly emitted two green lights, and it shot a circle on Mu Nancheng's face. In the next second, Bobo's two small fists pressed against his cheeks, and little red hearts appeared in his eyes, shyly say:

"He's so handsome! I want to date!"

Mu Nancheng slapped the table and laughed.

Xiao Ran crossed his waist angrily, staring at the little robot with a nympho face:

"You little traitor! The party and the people have cultivated you for so many years! I will bear it if you bow down for a few degrees of electricity, but you are actually bewitched by a beauty who has a racial gap with you." Xiao Ran was heartbroken, "I am sorry You are so disappointed!"

Bobo hurriedly rolled over, hugging Li Ran's calf, rubbing his head, and screaming baby, Li Xiaoran finally forgave him softly.

Mu Nancheng looked at the pair of live treasures with a smile, bit the tip of his tongue lightly, a little rusty pain made him confirm that everything in front of him was real.

Xiao Ran clapped his hands:

"Boo, sing a song for Mr. Mu!"

"Okay!"

Bobo replied simply, and Mu Nancheng couldn't help laughing with his familiar accent. Then, the 360-degree stereo music circled in the restaurant, and Mu Nancheng was stunned.

you, you, you, you bad thing

There are not enough daily necessities in the market

You have a lot, a lot of hoarding at home

Just make a fortune and fatten yourself

You don't care about other people's pain

you bad thing, you bad thing

bad stuff, bad stuff

... ①

Mu Nancheng is ten years older than Xiao Ran. They are from a different generation. Sometimes Xiao Ran said some words that Mu Nancheng didn't understand at the time. Afterwards, he would go to Brother Du Nianggu to check and he would always be dumbfounded, and then he would feel sorry for himself. Really can't keep up with the brains of young people.

But this song...

Although Mu Nancheng is not good at music, the melody full of traditional Chinese opera, the uniquely pointed lyrics, and the very characteristic singing style of the time made him suddenly feel like "who am I and where am I? The second forced the robot's laser to hit back to the Republic of China" in a trance.

Bu Bu sang "You bastard, you bastard" while gurgling around Mu Nancheng's feet, and Mu Nancheng exhausted all his strength to not kick the bastard out.

Xiao Ran clutched his stomach and sat back on the chair, laughing "Ouch, Ouch". He had already tailored this song for Mr. Mu, and today he finally had the opportunity to play it to him!

He opened his big black eyes filled with a smile:

"Does it sound good?"

"It sounds good," Mu Nancheng nodded calmly, "This song is nothing if you don't buy 105 albums. Come on baby, come here, I have to reward you!"

Mu Nancheng waved kindly and led Xiao Ran into the kitchen.

Xiao Ran grabbed the kitchen door and refused to go in:

"Isn't it to make up for my wounded soul today? Why do I need to wash the dishes? My trauma will become bigger and bigger!"

"I make good food for you to make up for your wounded heart, and letting you wash the dishes with me is to make up for my wounded heart."

"You hurt a teapot bubble!"

"What did you say?"

"...Just wash it!"

The sound of water was rushing, Mu Nancheng was standing by the sink washing dishes with a cigarette in his mouth, and Xiao Ran was standing aside with a dry cloth to wipe the dishes. Every time Mu Nancheng washed a plate and handed it to Xiao Ran, he would dry the bowl and put it in the sink. In the disinfection cabinet, Xiao Ran complained reluctantly:

"You are so rich, why don't you buy a dishwasher?"

Hearing Xiao Ran's question, he curled his lips calmly.

Xiao Ran was very depressed when he first came here, asking him to do something can distract him, as for now...

According to Harmonious Raiders of Husband and Wife Relationship, doing housework together can make the family atmosphere more warm and enhance the relationship between husband and wife.

Family affection and love breed in daily necessities.

Mu Nancheng said solemnly:

"The reason why the rich are rich is that they are picked out, and unnecessary expenses should be saved."

"Then I'll sponsor you one!"

"Your money is my money, and I feel sorry for spending your money."

"Thank you!" Xiao Ran rolled his eyes quietly, and muttered, "I think you have a big brain and can play ping-pong!"

Grandet, miserly cancer.

Mu Nancheng has been abroad all year round, and he can still understand the essence of the big talk and Hutong accent, but the standard big Trump can't understand it. He raised his eyebrows in confusion:

"Huh? What do you mean?"

Xiao Ran rolled his eyes wittily:

"I said Bubu is right, you are so handsome!"

Mu Nancheng followed the stick more wittily:

"Then do you want a date?"

In response to Mu Nancheng was a haughty "huh" and a half-wet rag thrown on his face.

"I heard that you designed a new financial system for the real estate department today?"

After the two of them finished washing the dishes, Xiao Ran volunteered to make a fruit plate. The child used the fruit knife to make it look like a machete. Mu Nancheng was terrified for a long time, but decided to take it over by himself, and he used two purposes to peel the fruit and ask questions at the same time.

Xiao Ran turned on the tap, poured a box of strawberries into the vegetable basket, and picked off the stems of the strawberries one by one:

"Yeah, the system of the real estate department is too backward. It is said that Muda was brought down by you, but I am afraid that without you, this old-fashioned real estate king will not last long. The only thing that can be seen on the books is Muda Department Store is left—oh, it’s Ennan Department Store now..."

After picking the strawberry stalks, Xiao Ran let the strawberries soak in the water, but when he turned around, he saw Mu Nancheng's fingers gleaming with cold light, and immediately forgot what he wanted to say.

"You are really good at peeling apples!"

Mu Nancheng's apple peeling is not the way ordinary people cut a hole in the apple, and then peel off the peel in circles. Instead, he holds the apple in his palm, and the blade slides quickly over the fruit, splashing pieces of peel. Precisely fall into the trash can under your feet.

A big round apple was spinning in the palm of the palm, and the light of the knife could only capture the dazzling silver light, which was dazzling.

Xiao Ran picked up two pieces of fruit peels from the trash can, and the difference between the two pieces of fruit peels could not be distinguished with the naked eye, as the thickness and size were almost exactly the same.

"Can you teach me?" The child's eyes showed strong envy and expectation.

"No." After peeling the fruit, Mu Nancheng cut the apples into even small pieces and poured them into the glass fruit bowl. "Take out the strawberries, they should be soaked clean."

"Cut, stingy!"

Xiao Ran pursed his lips and filtered the strawberries out of the vegetable basket. Mu Nancheng saw at a glance that the little guy was unhappy about something, and pinched Xiao Ran's face with his fingers that were still sticky after peeling the apple:

"The blade is not fun, and it will hurt a finger if you practice it casually."

"Then how can you practice so well?"

Unconvinced, Xiao Ran grabbed Mu Nancheng's hand and looked carefully. Mu Nancheng's hand was big and beautiful, with a broad palm and slender fingers. There is no wound, but under the light, the skin in the palm of the palm is lightly flesh-colored, as if it has just been born again.

Xiao Ran joked, "Mr. Mu's hands look really tender."

"Not as tender as you!"

Mu Nancheng smiled and pinched the tip of his nose, and the water on Xiao Ran's face was soaked again.

Xiao Ran hid back and asked him:

"Why do you practice so well with knives, but you don't have any wounds on your hands?"

Mu Nancheng's eyes were half closed, and he answered him with a smile:

"Because Mr. Mu is naturally beautiful, are you envious?"

Xiao Ran still finds it very strange. For a mature man who has experienced hardships, Mu Nancheng's skin is a bit too good. He has suffered a lot before, so why is there no scar on his body?

Mu Nancheng lowered his head and put sugar in the fruit bowl, "You don't have to envy me, your skin is better than mine."

Can a jade doll raised in 20 years of rich clothes and jade food be good?

Xiao Ran wrinkled his nose:

"Isn't it a little girly for us two men to discuss the topic of skin?"

Mu Nancheng couldn't help but laugh:

"Are you still a man, have you grown your hair and have no children?"

Xiao Ran puffed up his cheeks, picked up an unwashed apple next to him and smashed it hard at Mu Nancheng, and left the kitchen amidst the man's laughter.

Mu Nancheng's apartment was hard and cold before, but now that Xiao Ran lives in it, all the floors except the kitchen and bathroom are covered with soft woolen blankets.

Xiao Ran sat cross-legged on the ground, a glass bowl as big as Haikou was placed on his knees, with a few toothpicks inserted in it, a large-screen TV was hanging on the wall in front of him, and it was broadcasting news from Southern Satellite TV, when Xiao Ran looked up, he saw Wu Guan Qiyang, the mayor of Heshi.

Guan Qiyang was about the same age as Song Shiming, but he looked significantly older than Song Shi. He had a square face, broad forehead, sharp eyes, a slightly fat body, and a few strands of beautiful hair on his sideburns, which complemented his identity.

Guan Qiyang is currently inspecting the soon-to-be-completed Wuhe Biotechnology Park, and Xiao Ran looks at the few copper characters on the gate, his eyes are slightly cold.

"What are you looking at so engrossed?"

Mu Nancheng sat down beside Xiao Ran, picked up a toothpick and forked an apple into his mouth.

Xiao Ran pointed to the TV screen, the corner of his mouth curled up in a sarcastic arc:

"Seven years ago, Guan Qiyang promoted the construction of the Nanjiang Biotechnology Park. As a result, a fire indirectly caused the destruction of the He family, but Guan Qiyang changed to another city and skyrocketed. Now he is building a biotechnology park in Wuhe. Mr. Mu, you Do you think this is a coincidence?"

"It's nothing to just build a science and technology park." Mu Nancheng also looked at the TV screen, with dark spots in his deep eyes. "It would be interesting if there was a fire in this science and technology park."

Xiao Ran stared at the TV screen thoughtfully:

"Yuanshan Pharmaceutical has built many new branches in Wuhe in the past few years, and Yuanshan's laboratory is also stationed in this science and technology park. Why does Yuanshan Pharmaceutical seem to move wherever Guan Qiyang goes?"

Mu Nancheng knew what Xiao Ran was thinking, but he still said:

"It may be that they have a close relationship of interests, or it may be that you have a preconceived idea that they have a close relationship. In fact, Yuanshan Pharmaceutical has expanded rapidly in recent years. Not only Wuhe, but now there are their factories all over the country. They also It has sponsored many foreign laboratories, and every time Yuanshan released a new drug in these years, it was a major earthquake in the pharmaceutical industry."

Xiao Ran turned to look at Mu Nancheng.

Mu Nancheng picked up the lighter and cigarettes on the coffee table, lit them and leaned against the corner of the sofa, his voice was emotionless, it sounded objective and rational,

"In China, a lot of medical research requires special qualifications issued by the government. The biotechnology park is state-owned, and only enterprises stationed in the science and technology park are eligible to conduct relevant medical research. Today, such a science and technology park is unique to Kyoto. Originally, Nanjiang was The second one, unfortunately, was destroyed by a fire.

Someone must be responsible for the fire. It is not wrong for your uncle to be sacked, and Guan Qiyang's ability to promote that project is also real. The country needs a second biotechnology park. There is nothing wrong with Guan Qiyang being reused. There is not necessarily a conspiracy here. "

Xiao Ran looked at Mu Nancheng silently, and he could see the scrutiny and coldness in the depths of his pupils at a glance.

Mu Nancheng showed a trace of helplessness,

"Don't look at me like this. I'm just analyzing objectively. At least on the surface, the relationship between Guan Qiyang, Yuanshan Pharmaceutical, and the Science and Technology Park is clear at a glance. If there is any unusual involvement between them, then the relevant departments have long been involved. An investigation has been launched."

"So," Xiao Ran's voice was cold, and the smoke from Mu Nancheng seemed to be covered with thin frost on his face, "After you hinted that the downfall of my He family might have something to do with Guan Qiyang and Yuanshan, you You want to tell me that all of this is a conspiracy theory I conjectured? My uncle and grandfather deserved what they deserved, and my mother died in vain?"

He stood up and threw the glass bowl on the coffee table with a bang, but Mu Nancheng grabbed his wrist and pulled him down with a force.

Before Xiao Ran could react, the man's body had already overturned.

Xiao Ran leaned his back against the sofa, and Mu Nancheng put his arms on the sofa behind him, wrapping Xiao Ran in his arms, but he didn't touch Xiao Ran's body, Xiao Ran couldn't even get angry.

He tapped Xiao Ran's eyebrows with his fingertips:

"Be patient, I haven't finished my sentence, why are you so frizzy!"

Xiao Ran was so angry that he could only stare at him angrily.

"On the surface, there is no abnormal connection between Guan Qiyang, Yuanshan Pharmaceutical, and the Science and Technology Park, so either they are really innocent, or the water is not so deep, and you invaded it rashly. Guan Qiyang's mailbox and Yuanshan Pharmaceutical's financial system will only scare the snake away."

Xiao Ran lowered his eyes and puffed up his face.

Mu Nancheng's slender fingers scraped his face,

"The enemy is in the dark, but you are in the open. You still have to rush into other people's base camps. The sixteenth bureau is watching you every day. Do you think they don't know what you have done?"

"I'm not afraid!"

These three clear and calm words are like a knife piercing Mu Nancheng's heart.

There is no joy in life, and no fear in death.

I have nothing and am afraid of a hammer.

Mu Nancheng looked at him fixedly.

Xiao Ran also raised his eyelashes, and looked at Mu Nancheng without dodging.

"You're not afraid, I'm afraid."

Xiao Ran was taken aback for a moment.

Mu Nancheng smiled softly, and his topic changed so that Xiao Ran was caught off guard:

"Is the food I cook delicious?"

Xiao Ran said in a daze:

"Ah, delicious."

"Do you still want to eat in the future?"

"Ah, I thought about it."

"So you see, it's good to be alive,"

Mu Nancheng stared at him for a moment, his eyes as deep as the sea were filled with emotions that Xiao Ran could not understand, it was a kind of sadness that made people unable to bear the moisture in his eyes, but he kept laughing , his voice was a little hoarse, but it sounded touching, faintly like a sigh,

"If you live well for a day, I will cook for you for a day. Isn't it better than dying with those wolves, tigers and leopards? Xiao Ran, porcelain doesn't touch tiles. Don't think about dying with anyone. No one deserves to die with you." .”

"You can take revenge, but you have to do it beautifully and don't get your hands dirty... Also, believe it or not, I'm on your side. You probably know that Mr. Mu loves money like Fate, and his mind is as small as the tip of a needle, but he is still generous to you."

The author has something to say:

A chapter was slightly revised yesterday. Of course, those who can stick to this chapter probably don’t care if yesterday’s plot has been revised (laughing and crying).

The comment of the reader "Ling" is actually what I want to explain today.

It is really difficult to choose between the collapse of the human design and the explosion of thunder.

The outline and character design of this article have been determined long ago, and the relationship line has also been arranged step by step. I don’t know if my point is different from others. Many times after the explosion, I have a confused face.

Later, I thought about it, probably because I am the author and follow the rationality of the plot.

However, readers will empathize with characters, which is a common contradiction between readers and authors.

At this time, the benefits of being vague came to the fore. In fact, this article has been read by less than 100 people, otherwise the comment area may become a Shura field.

But even if it's just one or two comments, it will affect me, so in the end I cut out the biggest minefield plot.

The original intention of the creation of Mu Nancheng was that I wanted to write a real villain character, and it was not a small favor that made him transform from extreme evil. I criticized Mu Nancheng's values, and I opposed his means of survival, and I also pity him. All the suffering he has endured and the years of almost hopeless waiting.

What I want to prove in the end is that Mu Nancheng's affection will bury his viciousness instead of letting his viciousness fail his affection.

The setting of the plot here also lies in the fact that Xiao Ran and Mu Nancheng were very young during the early contact process. How to transition Mu Nancheng's feelings for the young Xiao Ran to the stage of love requires a sufficiently reasonable opportunity to deepen.

Thank you to all the little angels who have not abandoned the article so far, thank you for your understanding of the characters and your tolerance for Xiaomo.

PS：文中歌曲由舒模作词作曲的《你这个坏东西》歌曲，创作于1942年，这段引用76个字，是在收费标准以外的，小天使们放心食用。感谢在2020-05-2303:58:33~2020-05-2402:54:11期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel of the irrigation nutrient solution: double double 1 bottle;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!