Weak beauty o dribbling the ball to find his wife

The expression on Shen Chen's face was familiar to Mu Xing but he couldn't remember it, a fragile expression.

She was drawn by her inertial emotions, and almost subconsciously said comforting words, comfort in another sense, with an active attitude, like caring, protecting her sheep and sheep behind her.

But she is useless, she can't protect the sheep.

So why is there such an unrealistic impulse?

Before she had time to think carefully, Shen Shen gave an answer to another question.

It was the answer she had been waiting for.

Yangyang suppressed the fragility in her eyes, and said in her usual gentle tone: "Xingxing, I will always love you."

: Just like you loved me before and now, you have always loved the stars so much.

This sentence was deeply hidden in his heart and he did not say it.

Time has passed for a long time, everything should be focused on the present, the stars have changed a lot, and the grievances have crushed my self-confidence.

"I'm sorry Xing Xing." Shen Shen lowered his eyes, hiding the little girl who was already a bit shorter than himself, "For so many years... I haven't been by your side."

Her search has always been ridiculous. Even if she used resources that ordinary people could not have and spent a long time turning the town upside down, she still couldn't find a little girl who was less than ten years old and wandered around.

Mu Xing went further to the countryside, and they hadn't seen each other for more than ten years.

"Yangyang." Mu Xing suddenly asked, "Where's the little bean sprouts?"

She took Shen Shen's hand, and gently placed it on her stomach, and the little bean sprouts moved to express their response. Their current appearance, seen from the sky, was a happy family.

"Can Yangyang love little bean sprouts?" She added, "At least she can accept sprouts."

"I love Yaya very much." Shen Chen touched the little bean sprouts.

If Xing Xing has no physical problems, she will love Xiaodou Sprout like Xing Xing.

Mu Xing was relieved, Shen Chen still hugged him like this, not knowing who was comforting whom.

The emotions of the two are brought together to weave a complex and unspeakable web, entangled in happiness and suffering, and joy and sorrow are mixed in two.

When Mu Xing calmed down, he could have some food, Shen Shen took two steps and turned around to bring the cold dishes into the kitchen and reheat them.

The atmosphere between the two of them was very strange during the meal.

From time to time, Mu Xing raised his head to take a peek at Shen Shen, and it happened that Shen Shen also raised his head furtively to see if Mu Xing suddenly fell down or something else.

Their eyes met, and there was a clear worry about each other inside.

Shen Chen smiled comfortingly first, and Mu Xing also smiled back at her cutely.

The sudden restraint is very similar to the young couple who just came out of the Civil Affairs Bureau and still clutched the little red book in their hands.

"How is Ah Xing recently?" After the meal, Shen Shen and Mu Xing sat side by side on the sofa to digest, "Is there any discomfort?"

She is very worried about Xing Xing's body, and she is shrouded in worry about liver cancer every day, and she can't even sleep or eat well.

Even though she has become much emaciated and searched a lot of information in vain, the key lies in the stars themselves. If it is not for liver cancer, the future she envisions will be as beautiful as a dream.

She held Xing Xing's hand, Xing Xing was stunned for a moment, and then smiled sweetly at her after realizing it.

It would be great if it could always be like this.

Mu Xing started to feel sleepy after sitting for a long time, his head was bit by bit, saying that he was not sleepy, he wanted to sit with Yang Yang for a while, and finally fell asleep, but Shen Shen carried him upstairs.

She covered Mu Xing with the quilt, sat down on the side and sighed softly.

The moon in the sky passed overhead, and it was already very late. She drove back to her place of residence in a while, and had to stay up late to deal with the work that was owed today.

I can't help but look for Xing Xing tomorrow. Unfortunately, when I am busy with work, a huge change will directly affect half of the business circle in a few months. As the center of the vortex, she is an indispensable part of it.

Even the most important part.

Shen Chen took one last look at the stars, went downstairs and got into the car. Just as she sat down, she felt something hard in her trouser pocket, causing her to frown. She was about to reach in and take it out when she suddenly remembered what it was and moved carefully. Much more cautious.

She takes things out.

A small red velvet box the size of a palm, without even a nice packaging.

I don't know how many times she opened it secretly, pinning her expectations for the future on it, and the contents of the box were completely revealed at once.

Lying quietly on the black velvet cushion was a dark gold ring, nothing inlaid, engraved with an ancient symbol, which is the text of a civilization that has disappeared, and the mother did not mention it when she was dying as a gift.

This is an expensive ring, not just because of the workmanship and rare materials.

Time and yellow sand buried it in the years. It has been ups and downs in the world, and it has also stood on the highest showcase in the museum, overlooking all living beings.

Raising her hand and slowly stroking the ring, she remembered the relieved smile on her mother's face when she knew she was going to die.

My mother said that a wealthy family is as deep as the sea, and you must be careful in everything in the future.

This is the only time she, as a mother, told the still young Shen Shen to be careful in everything.

Later, she was tortured to death by her father, and everything about the wealthy family was as funny as a joke.

Shen Shen raised his head to let the moisture in his eyes evaporate, put away his memories, took out the ring with one hand and let it go for a closer look.

When can I put this ring on the star finger?

She sighed softly, what she wanted to say just now was "Shall we get married", but when she saw Shang Mu Xing's eyes full of scars, she saw the deep color and was full of fragility, and finally said the words on her lips It became what it is now.

It's really not rational to get married now, she has a lot of troubles on her body, and Xing Xing can't accept herself because of psychological or spiritual problems.

It should be better if you take your time.

only......

She thought of Little Bean Sprout, at least she had to solve these things before Little Bean Sprout was born.

The night is dark, everyone is waiting for the dawn, Shen Shen stands in front of them, the first to accept the dawn, or a future without dawn.

She put away the ring, fastened the seat belt, ignited the engine, and the headlights came on with a bang, opening a bright road. Finally, Shen Chen looked up in Mu Xing's direction.

Through the window, you can see the tranquility and beauty inside, as if parallel to the current chaotic situation.

It was almost lunch time the next day, when Mu Xing got up, the sun shone through the curtains to illuminate the room, and half of the existence was hidden in the darkness.

After having Bean Sprouts, I became lethargic and drowsy. I yawned a few times before I found my free consciousness from the confusion.

smell good.

Downstairs the smell of food is tempting, with a woody scent that is equally tempting in another way.

Shen Chen heated up the dishes in the pot, took off his apron, and was about to go upstairs to wake up the stars, when he just walked out of the kitchen, he saw a small head protruding from the side of the stairs, with hairy eyes like a timid little animal.

The little animal Mu Xing softly called "Yang Yang", and took the initiative to put his head in front of Shen Shen.

Do you want to touch it?

Shen Shen lightly stroked the head of the words stretched out carefully, it was fluffy, so cute.

"Are you up? Are you feeling unwell?"

Mu Xing doesn't like to talk, and prefers small gestures with expressive meaning.

Her eyes were bright, and she looked at Shen Shen intently when she shook her head, like a sheep and sheep like a snail girl, like a ginseng essence without a red string, it disappeared in the blink of an eye.

"What's the matter?" Shen Shen took her hand and shook it like two immature children, "Xing Xing misses me?"

Mu Xing blushed slightly, bewildered by her teasing, and nodded without opening his eyes.

so cute.

When the two of you were talking about each other, the phone on the table rang. It should be from Qiao Lang. Qiao Lang would call every day to inquire about the situation.

Mu Xing reached out to pick up the phone, and whispered, "Sister."

"Is Xing Xing afraid of being alone in the store these two days?"

Qiao Lang's voice sounded very nasal, and Jiang Yu said that he went to the hospital the night before and was hospitalized with a virus, which seemed a bit troublesome.

"I'm not afraid, how is my sister?"

Shen Shen leaned against the wall and watched Mu Xing holding an aged telephone receiver with a yellowed plastic case, speaking in a soft voice, like a child reporting a day to his parents.

"Sister is fine. I'll be back with Xing Xing in two days. And Ya Ya, is Ya Ya very obedient?" She smiled softly, and was about to continue when her voice suddenly became terrified, "Jiang Yue, Take it away! Take it away! I don’t want to eat it! Take it away, ahhh what is this!”

Mu Xing heard Jiang Yu say helplessly, "Sister, this is just a soft-shelled turtle."

"Fuck?" Qiao Lang was so frightened that he almost broke his voice, "Even if it's a bastard, I won't eat it. What's that greasy thing on its shell? Jiang Yue, take it away!"

Mu Xing couldn't help laughing, his fluffy fur trembled up and down, just under the sun, even his smile was bright.

Shen Shen was so engrossed that he almost forgot the dishes in the pot, until the burnt smell wafted from the kitchen, even with galloping speed and devout prayers, the dishes were still completely muddled.

She made a new one, feeling a little bit disappointed, because in her opinion, the delicacy of the first one is the only one that cannot be copied after accumulating all day.

She stuffedly put the newly made dishes on the plate, thinking that Xing Xing should still be talking to Qiao Lang outside, and there was still time to put on a happy expression after she went out.

The muddled dish was like she was in a slightly lost mood.

"Yangyang." Mu Xing hung up the phone early, and leaned against the kitchen door to see Yangyang hiding here alone, frowning, as if he was not very happy.

Shen Shen didn't expect that she would be behind her, so he turned around stiffly, "Why, what's wrong?"

When Mu Xing saw her expression before she quickly put on a smile, she was so disappointed.

I have to think of a way to make Yangyang happy.

The author has something to say: The speed of life and death, this piece is super hot, and I finished it at 59:[-].

感谢在2021-04-2822:08:20~2021-04-2911:59:18期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~