Seeing Qiqi's bulging belly, Mu Chu's heart was suddenly torn to the point of blood.

Why did he suddenly become so selfish?

If she is still Mu Qiqi, if this body is still owned by him, he will not hesitate to define it, and it must remind her of the past.

But now, this body is Murong Qiqi.

Murong Qiqi does not belong to him, Murong Qiqi is Chu Xuanchi's......

If it evokes her memory, what does it mean to her other than pain and entanglement?

He couldn't let her live in pain and dilemma for the rest of her life.

No......

The big palms that clenched her shoulders suddenly loosened.

Qiqi also slowly woke up in the confusion, and when he looked up, the door was open and he was gone.

Suddenly, a heart-rending pain spread from the depths of her heart to her limbs, causing her chest to feel sullen for a while.

When she was lost, why did there be some confused pictures in her head?

She leaned against the man and looked at the stars in the sky with him.

He asked her, "Do you know what is the most beautiful flower in the world?"

She shook her head, not knowing how to answer.

The man smiled and told her, "It's the Seven Wounds Flower, I've seen it in my dreams." ”

Seven Wounds Flower ......

Is that scene true or false?

Why is it so familiar, so close, and yet so far away in that moment?

She slowly stood up, walked to the door, and looked out into the front yard.

Fortunately, Ah Chu is still there.

He stood under the tree, the wind blew, blowing his little green silk, the slender and tall figure was still so lonely, this time adding a bit of suppressed pathos.

Desolate, miserable...... She was sad and distressed, but she didn't know how she could relieve his pain.

How can she really open the door of his heart again, let him return to everyone's arms, and rebuild a family with them?

...... And he stood in the shade of the trees, from morning till dusk.

Qiqi wanted to go over and call him back several times, but when he was always close to him, he stopped his steps again.

He was hesitating, thinking, or losing himself in his consciousness, trying to choose what he wanted, but not being able to pick out the answer he wanted most.

He had to choose, and she always knew him so well, so she didn't dare to get closer, not wanting to influence his decision.

No matter what he had to choose, whether it was related to him or not, at least, she respected him.

The sunset shone on him, and the afterglow was shining, clearly a luster, but the heart under the luster was always dull.

...... Today, Mu Fan has a second class, and Bao'er has to wait for him to come back, so he came back a little late.

As soon as she got out of the car and saw the figure under the shade of the tree, Bao'er immediately let go of Mu Fan's hand and rushed over: "Daddy!"

The figure that had been stiffened under the tree for a long time finally moved slightly under this call.

Until Bao'er jumped up to him and hugged his legs, and then opened her arms to look at him: "Daddy hug." ”

Mu Chucai seemed to have returned to reality from another world.

Looking down, I saw that Bao'er's sunny little face was full of attachment to herself, and in an instant, I was so sad that I almost fell into heroic tears.

The love of children is long, and they miss so much that they almost forget everything around them.

I forgot how much joy Bao'er's "Daddy" brought him, how much "Ah Chu" touched him by Qiqi's "Ah Chu", and forgot how many people always like to fight each other on the face, but once something really happened, they could also disregard life and death for him, and forget how much noisy fun they had brought him.

He...... Really forgot a lot.

The long arm trembling slightly stretched out and hugged Bao'er up.

Bao'er put her arms around his neck, and her immature voice immediately wrapped around his ears and couldn't disperse: "Daddy, He Xiaomei bullied me again today! ”

"Then did you bully her back?" His voice was hoarse, and he didn't speak all day, and suddenly he wanted to speak, and his voice was a little stuck in his throat, and he almost couldn't get out.

"I ...... I ran to tell the teacher......" Bao'er pouted at her fingers, and when she looked at him, her eyes were full of pleading: "Daddy, don't tell Daddy." ”

"Why?" Mu Chu looked sideways at her.

Bao'er muttered again, looking aggrieved: "Daddy will scold me and know that I want to find someone to help, but I don't know if I call back, I am not domineering at all." ”

"Your daddy is barbaric, we are civilized people, let's not learn from him, tell the teacher is right......"

At the door of the hall in the distance, Qiqi leaned against the door, his hand fell on his belly, and he caress unconsciously.

A Chu ...... Finally willing to talk again, finally willing to smile again.

That night, after Mu Chu coaxed Bao'er to sleep, he knocked on Qiqi's door.

Nameless has not come back yet, and Chu Xuanchi is still in Oriental International.

After taking a bath for Qiqi, Tongtong went to prepare the ingredients for breakfast tomorrow morning.

When Mu Chu entered the door, there was only Qiqi alone in the room.

Seeing that her hair was not yet dry, he consciously went into the bathroom, took a dry towel out, walked behind her, and wiped her hair little by little.

Qiqi was reading a parenting magazine, and at this time, the person was behind her, but she didn't know how to talk to him.

The magazine was on his lap, and the words in it couldn't even read a word after he entered the door.

"It's been a few days of making you sad. The man behind her suddenly whispered, his long gentle fingers falling between her hair, running little by little.

Qiqi wanted to look back at him, but he had a feeling inexplicably that if he turned back, he would destroy the rare peace and warmth now.

For the first time since he returned, this was the first time that the two of them had found this warm feeling.

"In the future, it won't make you sad, and it won't make you embarrassed. ”

His voice fell, and the wisps seeped into her heart, and the slightly sour feeling slowly began to spread to the limbs and bones in the bottom of her heart, and in the end, every tendon and vein and every cell in her body were sour and painful.

A kind of pain that even I can't tell myself, all kinds of tastes, at that moment, filled my heart.

"Ah Chu ......"

"I didn't know where I had gone for a few months, maybe I just had a long dream. It's been long, long, so long, that I have to wonder if it's just a dream. ”

She twitched her thin lips, but she didn't know what to say.

He still wiped her hair, as gently as ever.

"But in the end, it was just a dream, and now that the dream is awake, everything is gone. ”

Holding her long hair in her hand, she looked at the wisp of green silk in her palm, and something flickered in her eyes.

Accidentally, the tear fell in the palm of her hand, and it melted into her hair.

There is a kind of gentleness, I just want to see you laugh, and when you laugh, I laugh too.

There is a kind of gentleness, as long as you know that I will always stand behind you, if you turn back, I am your harbor, if you don't want to turn back, I am your shadow, every day after that, wherever you go, there is me.

There is a kind of gentleness, the first sight, like a spring breeze, goodbye, life and death are inseparable.

Qiqi, this time, I'm really back.