Meeting my ex-husband again, warm to the bone

Chapter 24 Don't Lose Your Momentum

Qingli's pupils dilated for a second, she let go of her hand on the glass door, and watched Mu Wenshu walking straight towards her.

"Qingli." Mu Wenshu touched Lily to Qingli, smiling.

The tenderness in his eyes is like a pool of clear spring, the water is rippling and tender.

Qingli came back to his senses, pushed him away, and walked out, "Mu Wenshu, what are you doing!"

Mu Wenshu followed Qingli with Lily in his arms, "I agreed to have breakfast together this morning, but you sneaked away while I was changing clothes! Pay me for lunch."

Qingli glanced at the company, then pulled Mu Wenshu into the elevator, "Why did you come to my company!"

Mu Wenshu stuffed Lily Ying into Qingli's arms, and said seriously, "Why can't I come."

Qingli dodged, not looking into his eyes, "The influence is not good."

Mu Wenshu hooked her little finger, and said softly: "Qingli, you are already divorced. Why can't I chase you! I have lost you once, and I don't want to miss the chance to get you back."

Qingli stared at Mu Wenshu's fingers hooking her fingertips, with water vapor in his eyes.

This is a gesture that she and Mu Wenshu often do. It used to be such an intimate and natural gesture. This gesture represents cherishment and vows.

At the moment she is a little sad.

For some reason, I thought of Xi Muyao.

She blinked, and the tears evaporated in the air before they could fall.

She withdrew her fingers calmly, picked up the lily, and carefully sniffed it, "The flower is very beautiful, thank you!"

The corners of Mu Wenshu's mouth curled up, and he said with a smile, "You only like lilies."

With crooked eyebrows and eyes, he was smiling, but he couldn't suppress the astringency that rushed from his heart to his throat.

Even if it was an undetectable movement, he could notice her avoiding it.

Because he is so familiar with her, every little move and emotion of her.

"Knowing that you are busy with work, I booked a nearby restaurant, let's go together! I haven't been back for a long time, and the place has changed a lot."

Qingli glanced at him, and didn't answer too much.

It turned out to be a restaurant she often came to.

The windows are bright and clean, and the dishes are excellent.

Qingli ate the dishes in silence, occasionally thanking Mu Wenshu for the dishes.

Even though he knew that Qingli had such a quiet temperament, the silence between the two of them when they reunited again hurt Mu Wenshu's heart.

He twitched the corners of his mouth and spoke first, trying to make the atmosphere less oppressive.

"Qingli, tomorrow is Saturday, accompany me to choose a room."

Qingli raised his head, frowned slightly, and asked in disbelief: "Choose a house?"

"Yeah." Wen Shu nodded, looked into her eyes and smiled slightly: "I'm going to come back and settle down, not Hong Kong anymore!"

Qingli lowered his head and lowered his eyes, moved his chopsticks, and picked the rice grains in his bowl, "You... Didn't you develop very well in Hong Kong? Why did you suddenly decide to come back?"

"It's not sudden. You are here, so I can't stay in Hong Kong for a moment."

"You..." Qingli put down his chopsticks and opened his mouth, but didn't know what to say, so he picked up a napkin and wiped the corners of his lips.

"I'm serious. What I couldn't give you before, I can afford now. I..." Mu Wenshu said slowly but firmly.

"The past," Qingli interrupted him, "has passed. Don't mention it again."

Hearing this, Mu Wenshu's eyes were stained with loneliness, and the brown pupils were as thin as the dead leaves falling in autumn.

"You still love him? You are divorced, and you still love him?" Mu Wenshu asked in a low voice, his voice was full of sadness, and when the wind blew, the water rippled slightly and overflowed the corners of his lips.

"No!" Qingli retorted excitedly: "I don't love him. He has nothing to do with me!"

She stood up, and said condescendingly to Mu Wenshu, "Thank you for your lunch, I'm going back to the company first!" Her tone was undeniable.

Mu Wenshu stood up in response, Qingli had already walked past him, he hurriedly shouted: "That weekend?"

Qingli paused, hesitated for a few seconds, and replied: "If I am free, I will accompany you."

Mu Wenshu smiled happily, like a child who got candy, his smile was so pure and bright.

(End of this chapter)