Sky-high engagement: Pick up a cute wife and bring it home

Chapter 29
Mucheng didn't know where he was going for a walk, so she had to follow step by step.

Finally came to a wide place, it should be the end, a boundless sea, only a forest behind.

In front of the forest, there was someone who set up a swing in the middle of two trees. Bright flowers were wrapped around the rope of the swing. A young couple sat on it, swaying.

Occasionally, a boy whispers in a girl's ear, amidst the sound of the waves, it is so romantic.

Mucheng looked at the two swingers, and immediately thought of An Yinian again.

At that time, there was a swing in the small park they used to go to. The first time he confessed to her was in front of the swing.

He put red roses on the rope of the swing.

Under the sky full of fireworks, he said to her, I love you.

Mucheng looked at it, her eyes gradually becoming confused.

Things are different, maybe when you go back to that small park, the swing is still there, it's just that they... are not the same as you were then.

Di Yao watched her staring at the swing with obsessive eyes, as if the swing was her previous lover.

Her nose was still red, her eyes were moist, and she looked very cute.

Di Yao's footsteps involuntarily walked towards the swing frame.

Soon, his back covered the young couple.

Mucheng was slightly taken aback, and walked out of her own thoughts.

She saw that Di Yao seemed to be saying something to them, and then the couple looked at her with pity.

Soon, the couple left with sympathetic eyes.

Mu Cheng looked confused.

"come over!!"

Di Yao stood in front of the swing and waved to Mucheng.

Mucheng walked over puzzled.

"sit!"

Di Yao is a very cold monophonic character.

"What did you just say to them?"

Mucheng looked at him and asked aloud.

"Nothing to say."

There was a trace of embarrassment on Di Yao's expression, and then disappeared.

Seeing that he wouldn't say anything, Mucheng sat down on the swing.

Di Yao gave her a push with one hand, and the swing swung out.

Accompanied by the waves, accompanied by the fragrance of flowers, accompanied by bursts of birdsong.

For an instant, Mucheng seemed to have returned to that day again, but the person pushing her behind her had changed.

All of a sudden, her eye sockets became moist again.

If he's gone, he won't come back.

After all, it has been so long.

Mucheng's hand holding the swing rope also exerted a little force until it turned white.

But behind this, the swing suddenly stopped.

"why are you crying??"

Di Yao stood in front of her, looked at her, and burst into tears.

He seemed to have never understood this woman.

But when he asked, Mucheng cried even harder, her voice was so hoarse that it was heartbreaking.

Di Yao's eyes were a little strange.

Before, she didn't shed a single tear when she was treated so badly by herself.

Now swinging on the swing, I cry so miserably.

The setting sun gradually fell below the horizon, the darkness gradually descended, and the moonlight was very round and round.

Di Yao was still standing, and Mucheng was still sitting there, crying nonstop, but her crying at this moment had turned into sobs.

One after another, it seems that it can't stop.

Di Yao glanced at her indifferently, turned around and walked into the night.

(End of this chapter)