Heart Broken Secret Love

Jiangbei doesn't want Wei Shaoqin to disturb Su Mu and Wen Han. She doesn't really want to match them up. Although she did have such fantasies before, she knows how unrealistic such an idea is. Now she wants to let Su Mu and Wen Han stay alone for a while, which is why she feels that Su Mu around Wen Han will be inexplicably quiet.

That kind of quiet and usually quiet is not the same, always feel a kind of from the heart of silence.

On the sofa in front of the French window, Wen Han and Su Mu's eyes have always been around Wen Shaoyuan, who is constantly running around the house to enjoy the natural scenery. The smile on the corners of their mouths is the same. It seems that they are looking at their own children. If they don't know them, they will surely feel that this is a rare family of three.

Rare years are quiet.

Su Mu thought of his avant-garde Shaoqin's words and spoke softly:

"I thought Shaoyuan would be unhappy."

In fact, it was an endless sentence, but Wen Han understood it instantly. His eyes moved away from Wen Shaoyuan and fell on Su Mu's body. He saw the warm sunshine in winter reflected on her face. It seemed that even her skin was transparent and white.

A little smile:

"in fact, Xiaoyuan is not as fragile as we imagine. Many things we think he doesn't understand are actually known by him."

"Has he never mentioned his mother?"

Wen Han shook his head and looked back at Wen Shaoyuan:

"of course I did when I was a child. After all, children of the same age all have parents, and only he is a single parent. But in the past two years, there has been no such problem again. Maybe he has accepted this reality. Maybe he knows that even if he asks again, it is impossible for me to become a mother."

Su Mu's smile faded and her eyes began to look a little distant:

"do you miss her?"

Wen Han didn't seem to expect that Sumu would ask himself such a question. He hesitated for a few seconds. He also realized that this question was not right, and he said with a sorry smile:

"I'm sorry, I'm just..."

Wen Han interrupted her apology and chuckled:

"it doesn't matter. It's not a taboo issue. Even in the face of Shaoyuan, I never deliberately didn't mention it. So just now you and Xiaobei didn't have to be so careful in front of Wei Shaoqin. Although Xiaoyuan is young and some problems may be difficult to understand, Zhuo Qing is his mother after all, and he has the right to know himself I should also remember what kind of person his mother is. I am going to tell him all about his mother when he is a little older

Su Mu was a little surprised, but he agreed: "you are a good father."

Wen Han chuckled and shook his head:

"I really want to be a good father, but the debt to Shaoyuan over the past few years has made me understand that I am not, but you. Although I have no blood relationship with Shaoyuan, I have given a lot of warmth that should have been given by my family. He told me that the words you told him on the day when I left home had never been able to communicate with you Say thank you, thank you for what you said for me

As time went by, Su Mu had forgotten what he had said to Wen Shaoyuan that day. He vaguely remembered that he was just doubting whether his family loved him. She just explained and dispelled his doubts, but she didn't want him to tell Wen Han.

"I'm just telling the truth." Su Mu smiles: "but I think Shaoyuan looks like you, but his character is different. He should be more like his mother."

Wen Han nodded:

"yes, Zhuo Qing was also a ghost spirit spirit, but later..."

Later by a lively and optimistic girl into a silent appearance, like the present Sumu.

Wen Han has not seen what Sumu looked like a long time ago, but he has heard some from Jiangbei's mouth. He is also a cheerful and smiling girl. Unfortunately, he has never seen him. Since the first day he knew Su mu, she has been grinding down all her temperament.

About Zhuo Qing, Wen Han never said again, and Su Mu didn't ask again. They sat quietly, and no one said a word again, until Wen Shaoyuan came into the room and ran over with a smile.

With Wen Shaoyuan's company, it is destined to be a relaxing afternoon, but it is a pity that no matter how beautiful the time is, there will be a moment of parting. When dusk comes, Wen Han leaves with the reluctant Wen Shaoyuan.

Jiangbei didn't have to go to work the next day, so he didn't go back with Wen Han. Wei Shaoqin probably knew that they had something to say and left the glass house after dinner.

After going upstairs, Jiangbei took out his backpack and poured out all the snacks in it:

"I know you can't drink, today we are snacks, but I know you can't eat snacks, so you can see me eat them."

Su Mu sat opposite her with a smile:

"you can eat whatever you like, but you are not fat

Jiangbei shakes his head: "is that how to eat not fat? That's the consequence of being busy in the hospital, especially in the emergency department, where there is no free time all day long. ""In fact, with your qualifications and relationship, you can be transferred from the emergency department. Didn't you always want to go to surgery?"

"That was before. It's different now." Jiangbei grinned and opened a bag of potato chips: "before I became a doctor, everyone wanted to go to the operating table and make the best cut. But later I found out that it was the same everywhere, all for the purpose of curing the disease. Although the emergency department is busy, it is the Department that saves people and treats patients. I think here, my value can be maximized. Besides, there are so many good surgeons in the hospital When I give birth, the number of doctors in the emergency department only decreases, and I can't leave. "

Everyone knows that the emergency department has many serious problems, heavy tasks, and the most concentrated patients. It is also the busiest department in the hospital. Few people will take the initiative to ask for such a post. Jiangbei is one of the few and does not want to leave.

Su Mu's eyes are full of pride when looking at Jiangbei:

"before, I always thought that the angel in white was just an adjective, but you let me see what the real angel in white looked like."

After hearing the speech, Jiangbei sat up straight, threw away the potato chips, and put on a more provocative posture:

"is it? I said I was a synonym for the angel in white

Su Mu picked up the camera next to him, turned on the switch and adjusted the angle to take a picture for Jiangbei. Jiangbei couldn't wait to see it, so Su Mu handed the camera to her. Jiangbei couldn't help feeling:

"I have to say that some things need to see the talent. You just take a picture casually, and you take my picture with such artistic conception."

In the photo, Jiangbei is sitting with his face in his hands and his eyes squinting across his legs. Behind him is a whole piece of glass window. There are strings of small lights on the windows, which are all turned into shadows by Su Mu Xu, which looks very small and fresh.

"Is this camera expensive?" Jiangbei returned the camera to Sumu: "I remember this camera has always been your dream."