I Love My Sweet Neighbor

Mu Qingtian and the others were completely silent as they watched Xiao Meiqin speak his truth to Mu Guohua. In fact, in front of them, mother rarely did this.

"Old mu, the children are all grown up. It's time for us to leave. It doesn't matter. We still have the next life, the next life, and a long time to go." Xiao Meiqin said it with a smile, but it wasn't very sad.

"We have done many wrong things, and there are many things that are not worth forgiving. You have always been sorry for me, always behind me. When you were young, you were much more cheerful than you were in front of the children. I don't know if you were thinking about my feelings, but you were also very distant from the children."

"Actually, the children are the ones we are most sorry for." Xiao Meiqin sighed. In fact, it was true. He had never given himself enough motherly love for any of his children, and mu guohua had also distanced himself from his children because he was worried about his illness.

Mu Qingtian knew that every family had its own difficulties.

Mu Huanjiang admired Qingtian in a completely different mood. In his eyes, Mu Guohua was next to his own mother, Si Ninghua. However, Mu Huanjiang hesitated at the sight of this situation. Perhaps for so many years, it was si ninghua who thought wrong, because love became hatred.

In fact, in Mu Huanjiang's eyes, Mu Guohua was not a father at all, not only in his own body, Mu Qingtian, Mu Qiaoyang, he could see that there was no good father at all, but Mu Qingtian and their respect for mu guohua, it really made him very incomprehensible.

Maybe a lot of times, I was wrong, maybe each of them had their own difficulties.

Mu Guohua was very quiet the whole time. Looking at Xiao Meiqin's tears, she wanted to wipe the tears off her eyes for the last time, but now, she still couldn't group up.

Xiao Meiqin wiped his tears away. "I really don't want to cry in front of you. If you digest me, I won't dare hit you."

Now Xiao Meiqin seems to be a Lin family girl.

In front of the people we love again, we are all little princesses.

Mu Qingtian stood up, held Xiao Meiqin's shoulder, looked at his father on the bed, and said, holding back his tears.

"Dad, now that I have a new company, I will take good care of it the way you gave me before." Mu Guohua blinked, probably in agreement.

"Mom, and sister, I will take care of them. You don't have to worry about them." Mu Qingtian's voice began to choke. Several children came to Mu Guohua and said what they wanted to say.

Mu Huanjiang did not come over. Suddenly, Mu Huanjiang felt that he would cry. This old man was his father. He hated him for so many years, but he still loved him in his bones.

Knowing Mu Huanjiang's heart, Mu Qingtian walked over, took Mu Huanjiang's shoulder, and brought Mu Huanjiang to the hospital bed.

"Dad, huanjiang is here." Mu Qingtian! Mu Huanjiang pushed forward.

"Dad." Mu Huanjiang was pushed to the front. Mu Guohua's fingers moved and Mu Huanjiang was stunned.

In the end, it was Mu Qingtian who put their hands together.

Mu Guohua's mouth moved, as if to speak. But she still couldn't say it. Mu Qingtian looked at his father like this, and he was very anxious. He took the phone and asked Mu Guohua to say what he wanted to say, draw pinyin on Mu Qingtian's hand, and then Mu Qingtian called on the phone.

Although this kind of communication method is very troublesome, it is good to be able to communicate.

"Child, it's the father's fault." Mu Guohua's eyes glistened with tears.

"There's a lot of helplessness in this."

"I'm leaving too."

"Be good."

"Take care of mom."

There were very few words typed, except for an apology.

Mu Huanjiang held Mu Guohua's hand, as if there were waves in his heart.

Perhaps Mu Guohua did not expect his appearance. In fact, he tried to understand it, but the original hatred was too strong, he could not put it down.

Gradually, Mu Guohua's spirit began to gradually lose its focus. For his father, it seemed that almost everyone did not have too deep feelings. His father's existence was a mountain, and that kind of existence was destined to not have much warmth, but more security. For boys, his father was their hero.

Every family had its own form, and Mu Guohua gradually stopped thinking about how energetic he had just been. He seemed to be tired and slowly fell asleep.

The moment Mu Qingtian saw Mu Guohua close his eyes, his heart stopped, thinking that what the doctor said was true.

But fortunately, his father's heart was still beating steadily. That moment hasn't arrived yet.

A few of them walked out, leaving only Xiao Meiqin, who was supposed to be alone. Several young people stood at the door of the ward, each with their own feelings and thoughts.

In such a family, it seems that he has never felt like a family. Until now, it seems that a few young people have just realized what kind of subtle connection they have with each other.

"Willow, stop crying." Mu Ruoliu was crying all the time. Mu Qingtian walked to Mu Ruoliu and comforted her.

"Father is still very good now. His physical and mental health are better than we thought. Don't be sad."

A woman's heart was always softer. Mu Ruoliu felt bad when she saw her father, who had once stood up to the world, lying on the bed.

Perhaps she had been married and gradually understood the feelings between her parents. She could also feel the feeling of being a mother. In fact, Xiao Meiqin did not love her child, but did not know how to love her child.

Mu Ruoliu understood Xiao Meiqin very well now because she was a mother, and with wei wei's love, she gradually realized the importance of children to a mother.

Looking at her mother so uncomfortable, looking at the feelings between her father and her mother, mu ruoyu became a child, and her heart was particularly weak.

Mu Qingtian did not know how to comfort Mu Ruoliu, so he could only stand quietly beside Mu Ruoliu.

Mu Qiaoyang rarely spoke. He just stood aside and didn't know what he was thinking. Mu Qingtian was not in the mood to comfort or talk to anyone else.

Everyone felt exhausted.