Mysterious president, get away from me!

Home is a familiar and strange word.

Maureen's mind, is the other several people, she hesitated for a moment, said, "my mom and Dad, are they OK?"

Mu Yuntian's face slightly changed, "a Ling, Mo Yingjie and Yang Feiyun are not good to you, you don't care about them any more."

"But they are my family after all." Maureen stared into his eyes for a moment. "Is something wrong with them?"

Mu Yuntian helpless, "one day today, you have suffered enough blows, I don't want to make you sad again."

"They did have an accident, didn't they?" Maureen nervously grabbed his arm, "you tell me, you tell me quickly!"

"Well, I'll tell you."

Mu Yuntian can't beat her. He tells her that Mo Yingjie and Yang Feiyun have cheated her and cheated her into the secret room, and that Mo Yingjie is actually her second uncle and killed her parents.

Although he has already left C City, he knows everything about Mo Ling, because he has put his eyes on C city.

He replaced the part when mu Nianchen broke into the secret room to save her with himself. He said, "because of this, you have suffered a great blow, so you have the idea of living in seclusion with me. You said, you don't want to see the ugly appearance of people outside intriguing, you just want to live quietly with me, from the beginning to the end. "

Mo Ling was surprised, shocked, sad, indignant, all kinds of complex emotions intertwined in her chest, which made it difficult for her to calm down for a long time.

Mu Yuntian gazed at her sad face, his eyes slightly darkened, and said in a warm voice, "wife, be strong, everything has passed."

Mo Ling covered her face with her hands and leaned against the railing without saying a word.

The night is getting darker and darker. Several stars are twinkling in the sky. Mo Ling leans silently against the railing, and Mu Yuntian accompanies her quietly.

"When I was 21 years old..." she said slowly and hoarsely, "I never thought my life would change so much. I thought that I would marry Xu mofeng, have a daughter and a son with him, and then go home to see my parents every month. Although they are very eccentric and always don't like me, I am their daughter. I should be filial to them... "

Her voice was getting lower and lower, with a crying voice, "... My own father, I don't even remember what he looked like..."

She has been stimulated too much and suffered too much today. Her tears are almost dry.

Mu Yuntian gently embraces her shoulder and looks down at her painful appearance. His heart is also slightly painful. However, in order to tie her around, he must let her bear these hardships.

sorry, I love you.

He whispered to her in his heart.

The night is getting deeper and deeper, Mo Ling has stopped sobbing, arms supporting the railings, looking at the distant dark sea.

Mu Yuntian said in a warm voice, "wife, it's late at night. Go back to your room and have a rest."

Maureen was silent for a few seconds and whispered, "I want to go to another room to have a rest."

Mu Yuntian's spirit color is stiff, Shu Er, smile, say, "you'd better go back to our room to have a rest, I'll go to other rooms."

She pursed her lips and whispered "thank you.".

He said with a gentle smile, "we are husband and wife. Why are we so polite? I'll take you back to your room. "

"Good."

They were silent all the way back to the cabin.

Mu Yuntian didn't go in, but sent her to the door. Wen Sheng told him, "I'm next door to you. If there's anything, please call me at any time."

Maureen nodded, "OK, good night."

"Good night."

Because she had slept too long during the day, Mo Ling was lying in bed, sleepless. In her mind, Mu Yuntian's figure, the baby's bloody corpse and Mo Yingjie's husband and wife's face appeared. She was worried, heavy hearted, irritable, depressed and sad. The whole person was covered with negative emotions, and was almost suffocated.

She turned over, sat up, put on her coat and dragged Mu Yuntian's suitcase out of the closet.

The trunk wasn't locked, so she opened it easily.

Inside the box were some neat clothes, their marriage certificates and a photo album.

She took out the album and sat down on the sofa. This is the wedding photo album. She was wearing a beautiful dress, and Mu Yuntian was wearing a stiff suit. They walked hand in hand on the avenue covered with fallen leaves, or stood barefoot on the beach, kissing sweetly, or he hugged her on the deck of a luxury yacht, or they walked in the quiet valley, Gazing at each other affectionately

The photo of her, in Mu Yuntian's arms, smile so bright, sunshine, smile so sweet, charming, and Mu Yuntian, his smile is full of affection.

Each photo seems to condense a love story, but these stories are totally strange to her. She looks at herself in the photo as if she were a stranger.

The last photo shows Mu Yuntian holding her shoulder and standing facing the sea. The golden sunset covers them. The sea breeze blows up the white gauze skirt, and the sea kisses their feet. On the beach, there is a line of words carved out with branches: "hand in hand, grow old with your son.".

This picture is really beautiful, giving people a sense of the end of time.

At this moment, Maureen was moved. The man who can create a sweet dream for her, who can care for her all the time, must love her deeply.

It's painful to lose the memory of seven years and experience the previous hurt again, but at least he's still with her, isn't he?

Maureen gradually figured out that her fate could not be changed, so she had to face it positively.

She took a deep breath, encouraged herself to be more brave and stronger, and worked hard with Mu Yuntian to recover her lost memory.

The sky turned white, and the sky brightened a little bit.

Curled up in the quilt, still sleeping.

Mu Yuntian takes a light step and walks to the bed. He looks down at Mo Ling's sleeping appearance. A smile gradually overflows between his eyes and eyebrows. He bends down and looks at her carefully. He finds something in her arms. He lifts the quilt to have a look. The smile between his eyes and eyebrows immediately spreads to the whole face. It turns out that she is holding the wedding photo album.

He stooped lower and lower, his head close to her cheek, his sexy thin lips gently imprinted on her lips, and he licked her badly, whispering in her ear, "wife, I love you."

"Husband, don't make noise..." Mo Ling murmured vaguely, like a kitten, rubbing her cheek uneasily against the pillow.

Mu Yuntian's face froze and soon recovered as usual. He bit her earlobe gently and said softly, "honey, get up and watch the sunrise with me."

Mo Ling was so sleepy that she couldn't open her eyes. She squinted and muttered, "if you don't look, people are so sleepy..."

Mu Yuntian leaned over her ear and said with a smile, "little sluggard, you were sleepy after sleeping so long yesterday?"

"Oh, you are so upset!" Mo Ling was so noisy by her that she simply got up. I don't know whether she didn't wake up or formed the habit of stretching out her arms and squinting, "you hold me!"

"OK, I'll hold you."

Mu Yuntian smiles with a good temper and bends down to pick her up from the bed. She is wearing long sleeve pajamas. The collar is pulled to the shoulder, revealing the beautiful clavicle. His eyes are dim, and the arm clasped around her waist is slightly tightened.

She habitually hugged his back, leaned her head against his chest, rubbed her cheek against his arms, found a comfortable position and continued to sleep.

Mu Yuntian looked down at her, and a complex emotion appeared at the bottom of his eyes. His thin lips were slightly tight, holding her out.