He has always been curious about his mother's affairs, but everyone else thinks it's the child's angry nature that doesn't bring anything.

A little bit of Mu Yihan understood that his persistence was not limited to this.

Sure enough, Mu Jinyuan's next answer relieved the confusion in his heart.

"Aunt Zijin accidentally mentioned that she would never see her mother again. She said that her mother had gone to a place far, far away. But her mother loved Xiaoyuan very much, but she couldn't stay by Xiaoyuan's side, she could only melt Be a star to guard."

So he likes to look at the night sky, because he will look for that star is his mother.

These words often appear in TV dramas and fairy tales.

He didn't expect his own mom to be one of those fairy tales too.

"Are you curious because of Aunt Zijin's words?" Mu Yihan moved his body and leaned against the bed, but did not let go of his arms.

The little guy found a comfortable position, and looked at him seriously again, "No."

Aunt Zijin's words did make him curious about his mother, but what made him want to know more was because of him.

Once he accidentally saw his father looking at a painting lost in thought. It was late at night when everyone was asleep. When he was thirsty in the middle of the night and wanted to drink water, he saw the light in the study room was on and the door was not closed. He stood outside and saw his father holding a painting intently, and he didn't even know it when he was standing outside.

With that look, he thought his father would cry.

Later, he asked grandma about the painting, and grandma said it was something left by his mother.

Grandma also said that Dad missed Mom.

At that time, he thought it would be great if his mother could show up.

In the same way, he became more and more curious about his mother, and the more they didn't talk about it, the more he wanted to know.

Mu Yihan didn't expect him to see such a scene, so he was silent for a while.

Touching his head became more and more gentle.

The father and son didn't know how long it had been since they were so close.

suddenly--

Mu Yihan asked softly, "Xiaoyuan, do you want to see mom's photo?"

This may be another big surprise tonight. Dad, who has been hiding things from his mother the most, actually wants to show himself a photo.

The little head was on fire like garlic.

Looking at the hopeful eyes, Mu Yihan couldn't help but chuckle.

This night, Mu Yihan stayed in Mu Jinyuan's room, and it was the first time in so many years that he shared the same bed.

The next morning, the sky changed in a rare way. Without the scorching sun, the weather was very stuffy, which even made people feel heavy.

Nikita got up early, before dawn.

Quietly came to the room where Mu Jinyuan slept, saw the father and son sleeping in each other's arms, and quietly retreated out to close the door.

Sitting alone in the living room, silent, as if thinking about something.

Then Huo got up and walked outside...

Mu Jinyuan woke up at seven o'clock in the morning, because he chatted with his father very late last night, and some things made him excited until he fell asleep very late.

It was Mu Yihan who woke him up in the morning.

When the father and son woke up, they smelled a fragrance, followed the smell, and breakfast was already placed on the table.

The fragrant white porridge is accompanied by side dishes, simple but warm.

The corners of her mouth were lightly raised, looking at the helpless person standing in front of the dining table, her lingering eyes sparkled, like fireworks in full bloom, which were unbelievably gorgeous.

When Mu Jinyuan saw the breakfast on the table, he ran over excitedly, climbed up on the chair, and asked happily, "Mom, did you make these?"

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