Neighborhood lover: Come to my bowl!

"Mr. mu, slow down." Yun Jixi shouted. She felt that Mu Huanjiang was in a bad mood. Muhuanjiang did not speak. The car drove faster and faster.

"Mr. mu, Mr. mu." Yun Jixi shouted.

Cars galloped across the road like meteors, overtaking one car after another.

Yun Jixi was more and more moved and afraid.

She wanted to hold Mu Huanjiang's hand, but she was afraid that it would cause an accident.

With a bang, the tire burst.

The speed of the car slowed down, and muhuanjiang seemed to regain some sense. Park the car slowly by the side of the road.

"Mr. mu, Mr. mu, are you okay?"

Yun ZhuRan reaches out to touch Mu Huanjiang's face. Wearing a seat belt, she couldn't move freely, so she took off her seat belt and put her head directly over.

"Mr. mu."

Yun Jixi's eyes stared at Mu Huanjiang's eyes.

Muhuanjiang suddenly burst into tears.

Anyone's feelings need to be vented. Even the muhuan river is the same. Too much calm, too much reason, for a person is not lucky, but unfortunate.

Ironically, these calmness and reason are caused by Mu Huanjiang's unfortunate experience.

The cry of muhuanjiang became louder and louder, and his hands danced wildly, hitting the steering wheel and making a harsh horn sound.

Yun Jixi knows that it can't go on like this. She pulled Mu Huanjiang's head over and held it in front of her chest.

"Mr. mu, calm down, calm down."

In fact, muhuanjiang is too calm to usher in a sudden outbreak of emotion at the moment. Just as no matter how strong the reservoir is, it can't stop the endless flood.

After a long time, Mu Huanjiang came back.

He moved and raised his head from yunjixi's arms.

"Excuse me, can you let go of your hand?"

When muhuanjiang moved, his head inevitably touched the two softest groups of yunjixi's body. Yun Jixi's face turned red in an instant. Today, Mu Huanjiang just refused her confession, but now they are holding together again. They are still in such a close posture... It's unpredictable.

"Miss Yun, I..."

Yun Jixi quickly loosened her hand and leaned back. Try to keep away from the muhuan river. Unfortunately, it's in the car. It's not easy to pull away.

Mu Huanjiang sighed and said apologetically, "I'm sorry, I'm a little rude today. I'm sorry."

He raised his hand and cut his hair. Just now he was hugged by Yun Jixi. His hair was messy. My glasses are off, too.

Yun ji blushed and dared not go to see muhuan river.

"It's all right. This, this is what I should do."

This is also the last word. What kind of position should I hold him? Is that what I should do? Yun Jixi also said it without thinking about it.

Both of them did not speak for three minutes.

Or Yun Jixi broke the silence: "Mr. mu, you and your mother - I know that you were abandoned by her. But do you really hate her so much?"

"I... I don't know." Asked by Yun Jixi, muhuanjiang was vague.

Yun Jixi said: "Do you know my mother? Oh, now it should be said that she is an adoptive mother. She hates me so much. For her, the meaning of my existence is revenge. She tries her best to use me to revenge my biological mother. Because my biological mother is my father's lover. My father, after I was kidnapped, still thinking about his painting exhibition, doesn't care about me at all. Mr. mu, I think I'm really like you. It's just that I'm more miserable. "

"Yes, I think so." Muhuanjiang answered casually, and his mood gradually stabilized.

"But. Even then, when I heard that they had an accident abroad and their life and death were unknown, I was very worried. Knowing that they were safe, I wanted to go to the airport to see them with my own eyes. Do you think I was a little cheap? They treated me like that. What else do I want them to do?"

Mu Huanjiang didn't speak. He couldn't comment on it.

"But I think it's because I still remember their good in my heart. I remember my mother taking me to the doctor and my father taking me to the park and letting me ride on his neck."

With that, happy memories appeared on yunjixi's face. But soon, the happiness on his face disappeared without a trace, replaced by a gentle sigh.

"It's gone. The past time will never come back." Yun Jixi looked at Mu Huanjiang. "So, Mr. mu, let's face the future. Don't always live in the past and in memories."

Mu Huanjiang's face returned to normal, and it was the poker face with no color of joy and anger. He said, "OK. I remember what you said. Let's go back."

"Well, I'm going back. I'm tired and want to sleep."

"Didn't you just wake up?"

"I've been pretending to sleep. Pretending to sleep is also very tired."

In fact, there is another reason why Yun Ji Xi pretends to sleep, that is, he can be held in his arms by muhuan river. It was a wonderful feeling.

The wheel has a flat tire and can't continue driving. They got out of the car and stopped a taxi by the side of the road. The taxi roared and disappeared into the night.

Another day has passed, and a new day will come soon.

No matter how much frustration, regret, sadness and pain yesterday was, the past is the past. You need to welcome the new day.

The sun shone in through the curtains. The sun in winter also makes people feel warm.

Yunzhuran wakes up from her sleep and finds that Mu Qingtian is gone. She was not surprised at all. This is mu Qingtian's consistent style. It will always disappear quietly.

"Really. You work so hard for your work." Yun ZhuRan yawned and jumped out of bed. There was a simple breakfast on the table in the living room, which was made by Mu Qingtian.

"This guy has learned this." Yunzhuran picked up chopsticks and put some in his mouth. He felt it tasted good.

The cell phone rang.

A long lost name appeared in the sight of yunzhuran.

Zhang Lin.

"Sister ZhuRan, how are you these days?"

Zhang Lin's cheerful voice came out of her mobile phone.

"OK, very good. How about you? How are you?"

"I, how to say. It's still the same. I live after work. There's no such ups and downs as sister Zhu ran, just like a TV series."

Yun ZhuRan sighed: "you think I would. I also want to be plain. Unfortunately, something always happens."

Zhang Lin certainly understands yunzhuran.

They chatted casually again. Zhang Lin suddenly asked, "sister ZhuRan, Ji Tianci didn't bother you anymore."

"No. this guy seems to be missing. I've also inquired. They said that he hasn't gone to work since the death of President Ji. I don't know where he died. But good news is good news. I don't want to meet him again in my life."

"Yes, so am I."

For Ji Tianci, Zhang Lin only has unforgettable hatred. That guy is a personal scum. He almost succeeded in persecuting Zhang Lin with that despicable means. Such a person had better not appear again for a lifetime.