When Mu Xing woke up, there was no one around him, it was pitch black, the moonlight covered the stars, and the dark clouds covered the moonlight. It was a dreary night, and heavy rain was coming.

She ran to the window with her bare feet, the soles of her feet were pressed against the cold floor, and she didn't feel any cold feeling.

She stretched out her hand to open the window, and the cold wind came in, messing up her long hair, but it was only moderate.

Sticking your head out and looking out, there is an endless abyss below, as if jumping down is an endless fall, and you will never be able to reach the bottom.

There was something calling from below, the curtains were the first to float out of the window, swinging precariously outside, and the sound of the wind blown by the hard fabric was not pleasant.

The whole darkness, she saw that the distance was not far away, and the nearby ones were not as usual.

The night is the struggle that the day is about to end, the desperation to keep someone in the day forever.

There were many people in the past, but now Mu Xing is here, she looks down, it is a boundless night, she can't go out no matter what, the dawn will not illuminate her side, she will stay in today's night forever.

That's what she thought, before Shen Chen opened the door and came in.

Before Mu Xing woke up, the doctor came. Just now, after checking the situation, nothing happened, or nothing related to him. I suggest consulting a psychiatrist. He said that he knew a little about this situation in college. It's serious.

The two chatted at the door for a while, and for some reason, sank and panicked, they hurriedly bid farewell to the doctor, opened the door and looked into the room.

Mu Xing sat by the bed, his expression unclear in the dark.

The step she took was stopped because of the existence of the little bean sprouts. The wind kept her, and the night also kept her, turning into the sound of whining and ghostly howling, bringing a refreshing chill to the face.

Standing at the door, Shen Shen saw the first beam of light behind him, followed by countless lights, covering the entire room.

The lights were bright, and she sat beside Mu Xing in a deep silence.

"Baby." She hesitated and didn't know what to say.

"He's my father." Mu Xing whispered, "I first met him a few weeks ago, and he doesn't like me."

Speaking of this, I still couldn't help but feel lost, "But it's okay."

After so many years, Mu Song's attitude is nothing.

It just makes people feel sad, like admitting "you are the worst result of my life".

The words fell, followed by boundless silence, Shen Shen reached out his hand to hug her to give her a little comfort, but was quickly dodged, as if being stabbed by a needle.

Mu Xing lowered his head and didn't dare to look up.

"Star?"

"Sheep." She suddenly called out.

Shen Chen quickly responded, "What's the matter baby?"

"Would you blame me?"

"What?" Shen Shen looked at her suspiciously.

Mu Xing avoided her gaze, and grabbed the bed sheet with slightly bent fingers, "It's nothing."

"I want to sleep."

Sleep is just a means of escape, just like death, sleeping under the Nine Springs, seeking eternal purity.

When I woke up the next morning, I was sitting next to Shen Shen, dozing off bit by bit.

Yangyang sat like this all night, and she woke up intermittently many times. Yangyang held her hand, patted her back gently and said, "Don't be afraid."

She said that Yangyang will always be with Xingxing, so it seems that Mu Song's approval is dispensable, at least it can reduce a little sadness.

She doesn't want to think about what Mu Song said anymore, she is a stumbling block on Shen Shen's road to success.

But there is no way to avoid it.

There is a treatment plan for the new day, what medicine is taken, the doctor tells me to stay in bed and have a good rest, and if there is anything wrong, ring the bell immediately.

Mu Xing fell asleep after taking the medicine, and Shen Shen sat on the edge of the bed tensely.

The world under the sun is different from usual. At this time, the stars are shrouded in warm light and shadow, like a child without worries, smiling lightly with the corners of his mouth curled up in his sleep.

If only life could be as simple and beautiful as a dream.

Nothing happened all day, Mu Xing woke up for a while in the evening, said it was a little pain in the side, and called the doctor to point out the exact location, and comforted him by saying that it was a normal reaction, don't worry about it.

Shen Chen still didn't dare to relax, and sat nervously while working.

Then a phone call in the middle of the night, muted but seeing, blue water, she guessed it would not be a good thing.

"Hey?"

"Hey, Chen, my mother died. Just now, at the Third People's Hospital of W City, Shui Qian called the media, and I couldn't hide it."

She leaned against a small window at the end of the aisle to talk to Shen, and there was a lot of noise not far away, some were crying and laughing, some were welcoming and seeing off, all of them were wearing a false mask of sadness, crying and howling false words of pain.

The dead man's daughter was outside the crowd, the only cold-blooded animal who didn't cry.

"Be careful."

Shui Lan left the Shui family little by little, and made a career out of it alone. She has no interest in the inheritance that the big family is fighting for, so she doesn't bother to pretend to be hypocritical.

After talking about work for a while, I hung up the phone and went back to the ward to sit for a while, when someone knocked on the door.

Worried that the knock on the door would wake up the light-sleeping Xing Xing, she hurried forward to open the door.

In the dark, a pair of glasses reflected the cold light, and the pair of eyes under the glasses were also abnormally cold.

It was the secretary of the board that Mu Song had just changed not long ago.

Shen Shen was a little skeptical of him when we first met him. He has a strange calmness, but this should not appear in an alpha who has just graduated from university for two years.

And with only two years of work experience, he actually won the position of secretary to the chairman from thousands of troops.

"What's the matter?" She only opened a crack cautiously.

Secretary Dong showed a cannibalistic and decent smile. The corners of his mouth were symmetrically curved, and there was no flaw in it. He deliberately hid it under the smile, and Shen Shen saw it right away.

She stood outside calmly, subconsciously leading people away from Mu Xing.

"Mr. Mu came to you and said something."

"Now?" She raised her hand and glanced at her watch. In fact, she called and wrote down the time just now, but it was necessary to do this again.

"Yes, now."

Afraid that the other party would do something to hurt Xing Xing, she pretended to agree and followed him vigilantly looking for opportunities.

Mu Song's ward is on the other side of the aisle, a few steps away, she followed to see if something happened to Mu Song, there must be something wrong with the alpha in front of her.

Just as he was thinking, Secretary Dong who was walking in front suddenly turned around, clenched a fist with one hand and swung at her, Shen Shen hurriedly raised his momentum to defend, but he was only equal to him.

You can only rely on flaws to win, but there are so many flaws. If you don't pay attention to your flaws, you will be suppressed by the opponent. At that time, Xingxing will be very dangerous by himself.

Thinking of Xing Xing's pale face, Shen Shen panicked, revealing a small mistake that didn't count as a flaw, the alpha reached out to probe, it was a small feint, Shen Shen evaded back and was about to turn around and attack, when his feet were empty , I didn’t know when I stepped on the edge of the stairs without knowing it.

Seeing Alpha's smug smile, she felt a shock, all she was worried about was her baby Xing Xing, she reached out her hands in worry and anger, and grabbed the other's collar, and the two rolled down the stairs together .

On the very steep stairs, Shen Shen consciously pressed the person down as a meat pad. The secretary was off guard and lost his footing for a while, which really made her hold back and was unable to resist.

With the last blow, the secretary hit the wall with the back of his head, a blood mark, and passed out without knowing his life or death, pressing heavily on him. Although the situation was not as dire as his, it still hurt like hell.

Her head felt dizzy for a while, her eyes gradually became blurred, and it became dark little by little. When she forced herself to stay awake and went back to the ward, she finally passed out due to exhaustion.

On the other hand, Mu Xing was sleeping soundly. As soon as Alpha pushed the door and entered, he tried to cover up his movements stiffly, like a thief who had just left his teacher and was doing business for the first time, with a guilty conscience on the surface.

The cold wind from the back and forth opening and closing of the door blows on his face, Mu Xing frowned uncomfortably, and then slowly woke up.

Yangyang has never made such a big move to affect her sleep, Mu Xing can be sure that the person who came is not Shen Chen.

In the dark, he couldn't see clearly, it was just a vague black shadow, a man with a big body.

She groped to turn on the bedside night light, and the room suddenly lit up. Mu Song stood in front of the light switch at the door, met Mu Xing's eyes, and turned on the incandescent light slowly.

At night, especially in the early morning, the lights are too bright. Mu Xing lowers his eyebrows and raises his hands to cover his eyes, not daring to close them completely. Sheep is not in the ward, and Mu Song doesn't know what to do to her.

Her father was wearing a woolen turtleneck sweater and blue and white striped hospital gown pants. He took off his seven-figure watch for the filming at noon and forgot to put it on again.

At this time, he didn't look very noble, just an ordinary middle-aged man with poor health.

Mu Xing still shrank back in fear, remembering that he hated the little bean sprouts and asked her to knock them out, he turned sideways and protected his stomach with both hands, so that the sprouts would stay away from him, at least he wouldn't be so afraid.

At this moment, Mu Song's hands were hanging down, standing on the spot, not knowing how to move, and at first glance, it seemed a bit unnaturally restrained.

"Hello?" Mu Xing asked weakly, "What can I do for you? Ah Chen is not here, you have to come back later."

Quite polite, but not as bad as he thought.

"It's okay, I'm looking for you." Mu Song came over a little bit, stood by the bed, pointed at the stool, the one Shen Chen sat on just now still had her warmth, "Can I sit?"

Mu Xing nodded hurriedly, and leaned over to pull the chair for him.

"No, no, I'll do it myself." Mu Song became gentle at this moment, which made Mu Xing at a loss, and felt a little flattered by his lack of fatherly love since he was a child.

"How many months?" Mu Song pointed at her after sitting down, his tone was blunt, but it could be heard that he wanted to dissolve the ice-like relationship between the two.

Mu Xing looked at his fingers, and looked back along the fingers, he was asking Little Bean Sprouts.

"Five, more than five months, soon to be six months..."

Didn't he say that he doesn't like little bean sprouts, calling them a wild species?

Seeing Mu Xing looking at him with frightened eyes, Mu Song was speechless for a while, and suddenly didn't know what to say.

His arrogance made an irreversible mistake and caused irreparable harm to Mu Xing and her children.

He remembered that before Bai Tian angrily left the elevator, he still had one foot left, Shen Shen said behind him: "Xing Xing is your child, everything is not her fault, she lacks love and sense of security, Rather than the so-called honor."

Definitions such as honor and decency are mostly words created by rich people to reflect their high self.

A word to wake up the dreamer.

Mu Song changed his angle and saw the irresponsible father trying to use his own standard to judge his daughter who grew up lonely and difficult.

How tiring would it be to live so alone?

Mu Song has never been troubled by survival. The biggest trouble in his life is probably the rebellious Xu Xin, followed by ill-fitting suits, subordinates who are procrastinating, and the new batch of live-in aunts who cook terrible food. The chef cooks a bunch of trivial things.

He couldn't imagine how much hardship Mu Xing would have in a world where he didn't eat his last meal.

Mu Song is startled by his failure as a human being and as a father.

He showed a slightly silly smile to Mu Xing, which turned out to be cautious. Mu Xing was so frightened that his hair stood on end, and he also looked at Mu Song who suddenly changed his attitude in a daze.

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