Weak beauty o dribbling the ball to find his wife

Since Little Bean Sprout's first fetal movement, after comforting Mu Xing when she was lost and confused, she always liked to talk to Little Bean Sprout.

She called her "Sprout", and the little bean sprout would move slightly when she called her.

The warm sun in early winter is gentler than summer, dispelling the cold while giving some strength to survive the cold winter.

Mu Xing was sitting on a wooden chair. The wooden chair was old, and after the paint peeled off, it gave off a faint woody fragrance under the wind and rain, like the pheromones of sheep and sheep, and hugged her very gently.

"Yaya." Little Douya pressed her hand, Mu Xing lowered his head, "I'm so tired these days. I'm sorry."

She saw the back of her hand, which was bruised and purple under the sunlight, full of scars, very charming.

"Does Ya Ya like Yang Yang?" She looked away from the back of her hand, "Mom likes Yang Yang very much, the kind that makes you blush."

She whispered, feeling a little bit lost gradually, "But Yangyang seems to be..."

Doesn't seem to like Bud Ya very much.

Little Bean Sprouts would be sad to say so directly.

"It doesn't matter." Mu Xing said to Xiaodou Sprout, as if he was also saying to himself, "It doesn't matter. No matter what, you have to be strong."

Be strong and you won't feel sad.

Mu Xing is still very sad, she is not strong enough.

Before the sun set, there was a mess of noises not far away for some unknown reason. Various voices of men, women, old and young were mixed together, and they were gradually approaching the place where she was.

Mu Xing sat on the chair, not knowing how to react for a moment.

Many people came running over, all dressed in red and green flowers, it made her head go numb.

The first person ran past, and the wind blowing on his face was like an ice skate, hurting dullly.

Mu Xing stood up in a daze, and more and more people ran past her.

"Run!" Someone stretched out his hand and pushed her.

"This is a pregnant woman, don't push it around." Another person stopped his companion while running.

Mu Xing was staggered by his push, staggered two or three steps before he stabilized his figure, and accidentally got into the running crowd.

They are like bullets passing through the battlefield, and Mu Xing hears the sound of strong wind.

She protected Little Bean Sprout, and kept her balance in the rushing crowd in a daze.

The gathered crowd scattered like birds and beasts, and they all disappeared after a while. Luckily, Mu Xing, who was not knocked down and fell down, just wanted to breathe a sigh of relief, but saw a lame figure running towards him holding a knife.

The sharp blade gleamed coldly under the sunlight, and the several clear blunt points on it hinted at what the knife had done not long ago.

There was still blood on the knife, some dried up, and some trickled down the back of the knife, dripping all the way to the ground, splashed, and splashed on the inferior cloth shoes of the knife holder who had been washed yellow.

The knife holders just turned [-] this year, they are mediocre, and they are the most inconspicuous category among the general public.

I have been single until now, living with my mother in her seventies.

A diagnosis certificate for advanced liver cancer took away the peace of life.

He took out all the money and went bankrupt to save his mother.

Surgery and chemotherapy one after another, endless medicines, endless spending, flow like water, from diagnosis to death, my mother only survived for less than a month.

When he was devastated, he felt aggrieved.

Without his only family member, there was no money left, and a disease destroyed a family. He blamed it all on the innocent hospital and medical staff.

Anyway, he has reached the end of the road, and he doesn't mind pulling a few more into the water, counting it as a "sublimation" of life. Although mediocre, he took away many outstanding people in the last time.

This can more or less cover up his life's mediocrity, and it can also vent/vent out the dissatisfaction in his heart.

Before he saw the pregnant woman in the backyard who was so beautiful that he couldn't describe it in his barren and boring words, he had hacked everyone along the way. He had hacked more than a dozen times, and his arms were numb from the shock, and he could hardly hold the handle of the knife.

the last one.

Using such a beautiful omega as the ending is the embellishment of his ordinary life.

He ran towards Mu Xing with a clear goal.

Mu Xing also saw him, and the two looked at each other from a distance, one pair of eyes was clear and black, the other pair of hazel eyes had lost all hope.

He was stunned for a moment, and was lost in Mu Xing's clear eyes.

Because my mother also has a pair of eyes like that. Even though they gradually become cloudy with age, they can still see the innermost part at a glance, so pure that they don't look like anything in the world.

He remembered what his mother said, "No matter what, be strong."

The mother was lingering on the sick bed, but she was thinking of her own child.

Then she exhaled her last breath, and when her eyes lost their luster, the reflection in them was also her own child.

"No matter what, be strong."

This is what a mother expects of her child.

But he was rebellious since he was a child and could not accept life without a mother.

So lonely, just thinking about it makes people despair.

What is the point of living alone in this world without love.

Mu Xing noticed something was wrong when they were less than ten meters away.

The eyes of that person were different from ordinary people, just like when she had the disease, it was terribly empty, nothing could fit in it, and all he could think about was giving up.

Mu Xing's renunciation is self-abandonment, and the knife holder's renunciation is renunciation of reason.

He will hurt little bean sprouts.

Mu Xing turned around and wanted to run, but there was a stone the size of a baby's fist under her feet, which happened to trip her.

The center of gravity of pregnant women deviates from that of ordinary people, so they often fall hard because of a slight imbalance.

The feeling of weightlessness made her feel cold, and she didn't even have time to worry about the stranger holding the knife who was getting closer.

She only knew that with her current situation, if the fall was real, something would happen to Little Bean Sprout.

The body had already tilted to the point where she couldn't stand still no matter what. Before she closed her eyes, she saw the gleaming knife, which was lifted high, like her heart, almost reaching her throat, filled with despair.

Later, I fell into a warm and familiar embrace, without a trace of pain, and even very comfortable because of the strong woody fragrance pheromone.

As for the reason for Yang Yang's sudden appearance, after a long, long time, Mu Xing didn't think to ask.

Probably the princess who was rescued in the fairy tale never asked the prince why he came, why he came only now.

She opened her eyes cautiously, and saw that Yangyang was holding her with one hand, her body was sideways to block her, and the other arm was in front of her.

The security guard who came belatedly caught up, and the blood trickled down Shen Shen's arm like a trickle and couldn't stop, until now, she was not willing to let go of Mu Xing in her arms.

so close.

If she came half a second late, she couldn't even imagine what might happen.

The left arm that blocked the knife lost all feeling, and it was a pity that he didn't even feel Mu Xing's frightened touch.

She raised her clean right hand, smiled, and touched Little Xingxing's head comfortingly, "Are you all right?"

Mu Xinghong bit her lip with her eyes wide open, shed tears if she wanted to cry but didn't dare to cry, she kept looking at Shen Shen eagerly.

Shen Chen quickly received the first aid treatment, and Mu Xing also kept this worried and pitiful look and walked along step by step.

In fact, she is very uncomfortable now, because she was frightened. Although there is no danger, her stomach is still uncomfortable, and her stomach and liver have been indistinctly hurt. Up and down to disgusting.

Shen Shen was temporarily placed on a wooden chair in the backyard, and the doctors and nurses were busily busy surrounding her.Mu Xing was pushed to a place far away by them, and stood quietly, quietly watching Shen Shen from behind.

She just stood there and didn't intend to make a sound.Quietly watching Shen Shen smile amidst everyone's concern, even she herself didn't realize how lonely she is now.

Shen Chen waited for his hands to be bandaged, then immediately turned around and looked at Mu Xing with a smile.

Some people were separated between them, but the distance between them did not increase.Their eyes meet.

"Ah Xing." Shen Shen stretched out his right hand and shook his fingers childishly.

Mu Xing walked up to her like a child.

"Are you still uncomfortable?" Yangyang took her hand.

Mu Xing stood obediently like a child, and shook his head upon hearing this.

She couldn't help sneaking a peek at Shen Shen's injured arm, and quickly lowered her head after being spotted by the other party.

"It's okay." Shen Shen showed it to her generously, "A little injury."

Fortunately, she was injured and almost hurt her baby.

The treatment of the wound was very rough due to the urgent time, and the blood-stained bandages were tightly wrapped round and round. Mu Xing remembered what he saw just now, the deep wound, and the blood kept flowing out.

His heart felt dull and uncomfortable, followed by the urge to cry. This was the feeling of caring for others that Mu Xing had no chance to experience.

Tears rolled in the eyes, sour.

"Why were you outside alone just now?" Shen Chen raised his hand to wipe away her tears, "I feel bad?"

Mu Xing raised Shen Shen's fingers cautiously, hesitated for a moment before holding her hand completely, and shook his head without speaking.

Shen Shen knew that she was unhappy about what happened yesterday, so she buried her head and eyes red, like a sulking little rabbit.

"I'm sorry." Mu Xing apologized softly.

She was not wrong, so what are you rushing to apologize for?

Shen Chen was puzzled, guessed a lot in just a few seconds, and made himself nervous, "What's wrong? Why did you suddenly apologize? What happened?"

Mu Xing was so scared by her nervousness that his voice became even smaller, and he said weakly: "Because the sheep was injured...a lot of blood...so painful...."

After speaking, she was so choked up that she couldn't speak, sobbing and crying, she fell to the ground, and sprinkled out like pearls without money.

The way she was so wronged and wiped her tears was so cute that it was a foul. After hearing the reason for the apology, Shen Shen felt relieved and couldn't hold back for a while, burst out laughing, and pulled the little omega into her arms with one hand.

Soft, in addition to the grass-flavored pheromone, there is also a faint milky smell, like a grandma's child.

Shen Shen poked her creamy face, and the person in her arms froze stupidly, forgetting to cry for a while.

"It doesn't hurt." Shen Shen couldn't help laughing, "Tickle."

She stretched out her left arm tied into a pig's trotter, and teased, "Do you want to touch it? It won't hurt."

Mu Xing whimpered and was about to cry again, while whining, "Yangyang is a liar", while carefully approaching, blowing gently, saying "it won't hurt so much after blowing."

Just after crying, Mu Xing choked and blew, and blew intermittently for a long time. He raised his head just to meet Shang Yang Yang's eyes that were about to overflow with love, and the tenderness accumulated from looking at Mu Xing made people drown in it.

At that moment, Mu Xing forgot about the world, and was immersed in the deep tenderness alone.

作者有话要说：感谢在2021-04-1620:32:13~2021-04-1717:12:25期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~