his little warmth

Chapter 150 What is it for?

After that, time flew by.

The naughty children seemed to disperse overnight.

There are no more cats and dogs running around in the courtyard, adults are walking around in the quiet courtyard with a feather duster, and there is no longer any target to chase.

The courtyard returned to the quietness that everyone hoped for, but it was also so quiet that people were not used to it.

The curious people went to ask Mr. Cheng who was sitting in the courtyard drinking tea: "Mr. Cheng, has your grandson changed his gender? He hasn't been making any noise recently."

Mr. Cheng calmly took a sip of tea and said, "That brat is making trouble at home instead. There are drawings all over the house, saying he wants to draw design drawings."

The man laughed after hearing this: "Hey, how old is Cheng Cheng? He started enlightenment at such a young age. A child from an architectural family is really amazing."

"Where is it? I think that brat is just joking!"

The intermittent fragments of the dream flew by like a revolving lantern.

In the end, little Cheng Mu became Cheng Mu.

Obedience in childhood seems to be paving the way for youthful rebellion and the deterioration of time.

One early morning at night.

Cheng Mu tore up the design draft and walked out of the house.

When Xia Yin found him, he was in the Internet cafe box.

The sound of the boy typing on the keyboard was thunderous, but the woman's questioning voice was louder than the sound of the game operation.

"Cheng Cheng, what's the matter with you! I've been tearing up the entries I've been preparing for several weeks! Do you want to compete tomorrow?"

At that time, the young man was not very old, but he was already somewhat handsome, and his raised eyebrows were filled with a bit of proud and ruffian.

Facing Xia Yin's question, Cheng Mu lowered his jaw slightly, touched his tongue lightly to his cheek, and his tone was even more carefree than usual.

"No more, I'm not interested."

A few fluttering words made Xia Yin choke on her throat with a lot of accusations.

Xia Yin was stunned for a moment, took a deep breath, and asked him: "Do you know what you are talking about?"

"I said I'm not interested!" Cheng Mu repeated impatiently.

Understanding his serious attitude, Xia Yin said emotionally: "Cheng Cheng, you forgot that you promised..."

Hearing this, the boy threw the mouse away, and the game interruption prompt sounded very harsh.

"I promised you that I would bring Cheng Qi back."

"Then, let you ride on two boats again?"

The former sentence made Xia Yin calm down, but the latter sentence made the woman's heart sink into the abyss.

"You..." Xia Yin's eyes widened, and her gorgeous face looked unnaturally pale.

"How did you know."

Cheng Mu sneered, and parted her thin lips lightly: "Mom, oh no, Ms. Xia, we are a family living under the same roof."

Xia Yin suddenly panicked, bit her red lips, and grabbed his hand: "Cheng Cheng, my mother has nothing to do with him. It's just that he has been pursuing me and I can't get rid of it. The whole thing is very complicated to trace back..."

"But can you trust mom?"

The expression in the young man's eyes was unreadable. He didn't answer, but asked: "It has been many years since it started. After so many years, so many opportunities and time, you told me that you can't get rid of it?"

"No!" Xia Yin, who had always been strong, rarely panicked.

"Nothing really happened to us. We just chatted. You don't know, but the way he talks is very similar to your father, so I..."

Xia Yin was still explaining, explaining the torment in her heart, the emptiness of not being understood, and the spiritual comfort.

It seems that from her mouth, the adult world is such a law of survival that you can rely on each other even if you don't love.

But after she said so much, Cheng Mu took a deep breath, his Adam's apple rolled up, and only asked her one question.

"Then why have I been painting for so many years?"

(End of this chapter)