That afternoon, Mu Wanqing hugged the cardboard box and sat alone by the bus stop not far from the company, watching the gorgeous sunset blooming in the sky with a blank face, her brain was blank, and her ears, for a long time, What haunts me is all admiration for Fan Wu's extremely cold and heartless words in the afternoon...

From afternoon to evening, and from evening to dark.

She wants to cry.

Have a good cry, she said to herself, and pull yourself together.

However, it was only then that she discovered: It turned out that when one is extremely sad, one cannot cry, not even a single tear can flow.

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In the evening, she went to the kindergarten to pick up her son, and then went home, helping them make a delicious dinner like a normal person.

After dinner, she smiled and helped her son take a bath, hugged his naked son, and kissed him over and over again.

In the dead of night, everything was silent, she was lying quietly on the bed, looking at the cold moonlight outside the window, looking at it, she suddenly felt that her heart had cracked in the dark night where there was no light, and blood was mixed with it. Sadness and grievance, unscrupulous, like overwhelming, rushed out frantically, covering her tightly.

Her whole body seemed to convulse in pain.

She was so uncomfortable that she almost couldn't bear it, she turned over to get the cufflinks from the bedside table.

When her fingers touched the coolness and touch of the cufflinks, which was so familiar to her, the devil factor in her heart gradually calmed down.

She was very scared, and always felt that there was a demon standing behind her, desperately abetting her to jump from the window.

Just like three years ago, when she was holding the diaper and standing in a European subway station, looking at the fast-moving subway, the devil said with a smile: "Death is liberation, jump down, and follow me, and you will be free." Go to a place where no one can ever hurt you again..."

Mu Wanqing curled herself up into a small ball, tightly clutching her cuff buttons, dreaming in a daze all night.

From the age of nine to the age of 29, for a full 20 years, she discovered that she had been guarding Mu Fan and crying...

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The last few days have been the hottest and unbearable time of the whole summer.

The entire city A is like a huge steamer, every asphalt road, under the scorching sun, is constantly braving layer after layer of heat waves.

Mu Wanqing rode the electric scooter of the fast food restaurant, parked under the shade of a tree, took off her helmet, and kept fanning it with her hands.

Her whole face was extremely abnormally red due to the scorching sun, and her high ponytail was wet with sweat.

It was really hot, so she glanced at a canteen on the side of the street, which sold ice cream, and reflexively wanted to buy something to cool off the heat.

However, suddenly thinking that tomorrow, An An's tuition fee should be paid again, and finally she gritted her teeth and endured it.

After resting for a few minutes, she put on her helmet again, then started the car and roared towards the next takeaway address.

Resigned from mb, she didn't tell anyone.

She secretly went to several companies for interviews, and as a result... the interviewer saw the name on her file, and immediately said, "I'm sorry, Miss Mu, we have already found a suitable person for this job."

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