Dr. Mu, your wife is in trouble again!

Hearing the name of "quiet", Mu Yuxing's look changed.

"I'll be with you tonight."

"Did you quarrel with Wenjing?" Mousse raised her eyebrows.

Mu Yu line but did not answer, pushing her wheelchair into, changed the topic, "brother to do you something to eat, see what you thin into."

Mousse pouted his little mouth and looked at his brother anxiously.

How does she feel that her brother is also thin

After dinner in the evening, Mu Yuxing and Song Yu are having a video conference.

When musisi heard Song Yu's voice, he couldn't help choking.

Standing at the door of the study, she covered her mouth and did not let herself make a little noise.

However, she missed Song Yu and wanted to see him.

It was not until the end of the video that moussi's cry broke out uncontrollably.

She was trapped by Zhou Shen for seven days, and every day was a torment for her.

Mu Yu walks over and gently pats Mu Si Si's shoulder to comfort her.

"Sisi, I'll be fine in a few days. My brother has been there all the time, eh?" He spoke in a low voice.

Musisi has been nodding, want to see Song Yu's idea in crazy breeding, to suppress, good difficult.

"Brother, don't leave these days." Moussi looked at him with dim eyes.

"My brother will be with you."

Coax musisi to sleep, Mu Yuxing left his sister's bedroom, back to the study, he stood in front of the French window, full of quiet and delicate appearance.

Take out the cigarette, he lit clip in the fingertip, just miss not only did not restrain, but more and more spread.

After a while, he put out his cigarette end and left his old house. He drove back to mujiawan.

The car just drove into the community, a familiar figure came out from mujiawan.

A pure white slim dress, long hair spread over the shoulders, facial features in the dark is very fuzzy, but this profile, he has been thinking about the woman.

Holding on to the steering wheel, his eyes glowing.

Looking at the quiet on a taxi, he stepped on the gas pedal, not far or near to follow.

Half an hour later, the taxi stopped at the f gate. Mu Yuxing's sight fell on the thin figure. Until she completely left his sight, he drove back to mujiawan.

Turn on the light, the impression is placed on the table of three dishes and one soup.

It doesn't sell well. It's quiet cooking.

Probably because it has been put for a long time, there is no fragrance.

Next to them are two bowls and two pairs of chopsticks. Mu Yuxing can think that the quiet dinner should be prepared for him.

It's just why she didn't inform him.

Mu Yuxing pursed his thin lips and sat down with his long body and picked up chopsticks.

He tasted every dish carefully. Although it was cold, he ate slowly, chewing and swallowing until he finished all the dishes.

Close your eyes, the heaviness of the fundus flashed by.

……

A week later, Mrs. Ling's funeral was held in the cemetery in the western suburb.

Wen Jing goes back to Lin's house first, and then goes with Lin Wei.

Her face was haggard, and Lin Wei found it at a glance.

"What about Yu Xing? Why didn't he come back with you? " Lin Wei asked unexpectedly.

Smell speech, gentle facial expression stiff stiff, pursed lip for a long time did not speak.

"Xiaojing, tell mom what happened?" Lin Wei stops, and the pain in her eyes rises.

She had been aware of the unusual quietness.

"Nothing. Doctor Mu has been so busy recently. I haven't contacted him for a long time." A gentle voice.

She did, this week did not even meet with Mu Yuxing, once called.

He is probably by Ling Yao's side.

She went to him, I'm afraid it would only disturb him.

Think of this, the bottom of my heart sour continue to spread.

"Yu Xing, that child has been busy, before he can not see him like this, you make trouble?"

Quietly drooping his eyes and shaking his head.

"Mom, let's go."

Lin Wei is more worried. It's just about two young people. I'm afraid she can't get involved.

Cemetery.

When Lin Wei and Wenjing come, the time is just right. She is not familiar with Mrs. Ling. However, Lin Wei and Mrs. Ling have some friendship. Lin Wei's eyes are red.

Quietly standing behind, a look up, the familiar figure suddenly bumped into her eyes.

He is Beside Ling Yao.

Black clothes and black trousers, the whole person's aura is actually with a bit of cold, people dare not close.

Suddenly, that pair of deep eyes raised, so across the crowd on her line of sight.

With a gentle blink, the corners of his mouth slowly evoke a sarcastic arc.

Without looking at him, she held her mother and stood quietly in front of Mrs. Ling's tombstone.

When turning around, he didn't know Ling Yu was behind him and almost ran into his arms.Ling Yu supported her gentlemanly and retreated slightly to keep a distance.

"Mrs. Lin, quiet, thank you for coming." Ling Yu's attitude is respectful.

"Ling Yu, I'm sorry." Lin Wei said in a deep voice.

Ling Yu nodded slowly. His mood was much more introverted, but the sadness in his eyes was still strong enough to cover up.

Two people did not stay for long, Lin Wei looked at the Mu Yu line not far from the eye, and then looked at the quiet around, sighed.

"Do you want to talk to Mu Yuxing?" The daughter is always so depressed, her mother looks very distressed.

Quiet pause, cherry lips slightly pursed, did not shake his head or nod.

Stiff in place, Mu Yuxing has come to her.

Lin Wei gets on the bus first. She looks at Mu Yuxing step by step. She gets angry and turns to go.

She really I can't guess what this man thinks.

Is it because of Mrs Ling's death that he and Ling Yao came so close recently?

He didn't tell her why, not even a word of explanation.

Between them What happened.

Quiet very hate now, the relationship between the two people is not clear.

"Come back with me later." Mu Yuxing's deep voice rang out.

Smell speech, gentle slightly lift eyes, cherry lips hook out some cold smile, "Mr. mu or go back with Miss Ling."

"Quiet." Mu Yuxing frowns.

"Don't call me that." Quiet, turn around and go.

In the face of Mu Yuxing, she can't help being soft hearted.

She doesn't like Such a self.

The next second, Mu Yuxing has clasped her wrist, quietly staggered a few steps, the whole person was held in his arms.

The familiar breath made her infatuated.

She really missed him.

It's just, she's also very resistant.

"Quiet, what did you just call me?" Mu Yuxing's voice was cold.

Deep eyes are cold and frightening.

Quiet but not afraid to look at him, at the moment, looking at the bottom of his deep eyes, inverted printed with a small her.

She repeated sarcastically, "Mr. mu."

"Quiet, you are angry with me." Mu Yuxing's tone is almost certain.

"I don't have one." Push him away gently and forcefully.

But where is mu Yuxing's opponent, is he hugs more tightly instead.