Wedding pet on the pillow: Mu Shao's exclusive love

Chapter 111 Chapter 117
After the party that night, the two couples held parties every now and then, either you came to my house to eat hot pot, or organized a group for a two-day and three-day tour. They were each other's best brothers and sisters, and there were many things. Concern, basically, is to open up when there is a disagreement, or to come and hurt each other.

The days are really happy, but in a blink of an eye, the most important festival for Chinese people-the Mid-Autumn Festival is ushered in.

Lin Shutong packed Mu Liancheng's luggage without saying a word. At that moment, Mu Liancheng felt an indescribable feeling, especially uncomfortable.

"You don't need to clean up, we have everything at home." Mu Liancheng finally spoke.

Lin Shutong's hand stopped suddenly, and he nodded: "Yeah." Why did he forget that he was going home, back to his real home.

"I...I'll be back soon, it won't take more than a week at most." Mu Liancheng didn't know why he felt so guilty when he said these words. He clearly knew that he was gone and she was alone.

However, the last birthday did not go back to make the family unhappy, if he still did not go back for such an important festival, there must be a world war at home, it is not that he did not plan to take her back to see the family, but the mother does not like Tongtong, the family They all wanted him to be with Lu Zhihan, and taking her home rashly would definitely cause confrontation.

For her, the longer we spend together, the initial passion fades away, and the ordinary life with her is real and blissful. It is an experience he has never had before, and it is also the state of life he longs to stay in for the rest of his life.

"Just this time, I will never leave you again." This was his promise, and it was not only her who was reluctant to part, but also himself.

Mu Liancheng had made up his mind, and this time he went back and made it clear, whether it was the Lu family, the family members, Tongtong's matter, what to say, and his attitude.

"En." Lin Shutong nodded.

Lin Shutong doesn't believe in promises, let alone eternity, because the eternity promised only exists in the eternal world imagined by each other at that moment. It's a pity that each other may not be useful, let alone an innocuous promise.

When we parted, Mu Liancheng packed lightly and didn't bring a suitcase, and Lin Shutong didn't send him to the airport, anyway, no matter how far we send him off, we will see each other.

Seeing the back of him leaving, it became more and more faded, until I could no longer see it, I was so sad that I couldn't express it, my nose was sore that I wanted to cry, but I still endured it, and I became more and more vulnerable if I couldn't have a relationship.

The day after Mu Liancheng left, the Mid-Autumn Festival came as promised. Chinese people care about this festival very much, because it represents reunion. All festivals are just a gimmick, for the family to sit together for a meal. This day almost The entire country, or all the Chinese around the world, gather with relatives and friends.

In the past, Lin Shutong spent all the holidays with her grandmother, happy people nostalgic, but now she is alone, so lonely, in fact, during the day, I went to visit my grandmother in the morning, and Yaoyao came out to have a drink with her in the afternoon Afternoon tea, Yaoyao tried her best to invite her to spend the Mid-Autumn Festival with her at home, but Lin Shutong refused.

Everyone has their own relatives and friends, their circle of life, no matter how good their friends are, no matter how strong their friendship is, if they are sincere, they cannot be rude.

As for the parent's family, no matter how blood related, if the stranger is an outsider, seeing their family love each other, Lin Shutong would rather live alone.

It's just that when they came home, Qin Muyang stood at the gate, seemingly waiting for a long time.

　Mr. Qin and Young Master Mu each have their own strengths. In fact, there is no way to hate Mr. Qin, and there is no way to write him badly. It's just that at that time, everyone stood at different positions and angles.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)