At the end of August, Murphy was still leaving.

Packing up in the bedroom, Yang Yi helped Murphy fold the clothes and stack them neatly in the suitcase, and both of them just buried their heads in their work and didn't say a word.

"Ma Ma, when are you coming back?" Xi Xi reluctantly followed behind her mother, as if she was like a fart.

"Ma Ma has to deal with some things when he goes back, and he will come back in a while, and he will definitely send Xixi to kindergarten!" Murphy turned around in distress and hugged his daughter.

This time I went back, mainly to explain to Sister Ling about the new album, they have prepared twelve songs, and it is time for Sister Ling to fulfill her promise and raise the preparation of Murphy's new album to the highest priority.

If he starts preparing for a new album, Murphy doesn't need to travel to various cities, reduce the number of commercial performances and announcements, and go all out to prepare for the new album.

"Then Ma Ma won't leave when he comes back in the future, okay? Xixi doesn't want you to go. The little girl pursed her mouth and said aggrievedly. Thinking that her mother was not around, Xixi felt very uncomfortable, and her big eyes began to fill with tears.

Murphy subconsciously glanced at Yang Yi, who was still bowing his head to help her pack her luggage, without saying a word. She pursed her lips and continued to turn her head to comfort Xixi.

No matter how reluctant you are, you still have to separate.

Mo Xiaojuan's car came downstairs so early, Murphy hugged Xixi, Yang Yi followed behind with a suitcase, and there was silence between the two, as if they had returned to the past.

But in fact, no, because when looking at each other, each other's eyes are not as indifferent as before, but they are reluctant to hide, just want each other to see their strength.

"Brother-in-law, it's not a life-and-death parting, Anla, I'll take care of my sister!" Mo Xiaojuan opened the trunk and said with a smile.

Murphy and his daughter are like parting couples, reluctant to say goodbye, and it is very difficult to say goodbye, Murphy made countless assurances, and finally coaxed Xixi well.

Before finally getting into the car, Murphy still couldn't help it, she puffed out her mouth, walked up to Yang Yi with some unevenness, and gently kicked the tip of Yang Yi's shoes: "Hey, big wood, don't you have anything to tell me?"

Yang Yi scratched his head, groaned, and said, "Take care of yourself, don't be too tired." ”

These concerns made Murphy's heart warm, but he still didn't feel enough.

Of course, Murphy could still understand Yang Yi's personality and did not force him. I saw Murphy stretch out his hand, pull out the collar of Yang Yi's shirt that he was in a trance today, and fold it gently.

"Then I'm leaving!" Murphy said, but he still couldn't help but advise, "Take care of Xixi at home, bathe the cats more, feed them cat food and water on time, don't forget!"

Yang Yi nodded.

Mo Xiaojuan was in the driver's seat, opening the window, looking at the two guys with relish, with a smile in her eyes.

"Also, don't mess with flowers and grass, keep your distance from those little girls!" Murphy said with a bow of his head as he bit his lower lip lightly.

After saying that, she felt embarrassed and wanted to turn around and leave.

But suddenly, her hand was grabbed, by a large, warm, rough hand.

Yang Yi grabbed Murphy and looked at her, and after a few seconds, he took out an envelope from his trouser pocket and gently placed it on Murphy's hand.

"What is this?" Murphy felt a little deprived of oxygen in his head at that moment.

Yang Yi let go of his hand and scratched his head a little embarrassed: "A letter, this, you go back and read it again!"

......

Murphy forgot how she got into the car, forgot if she said goodbye to Xi Xi and Yang Yi at the end, anyway, in the passenger seat, she sat in a daze, looking at the envelope in her hand a little distractedly.

"Isn't it?Sister, you're so useless?Brother-in-law was so happy when he wrote you a love letter?Haven't you received a love letter before?" Mo Xiaojuan's joke made Murphy come back to his senses.

"Who said I didn't, you little girl, drive your car well!" Murphy blushed and snorted.

She has indeed received a lot of love letters since she was a child, but because she debuted at a very young age, she didn't have many days in school, and the love letters she received were basically cleaned up by her agent at the time......

Besides, can other people's love letters be compared to Yang Yi's?

While waiting for the traffic light, Mo Xiaojuan poked her head over with great interest and said, "Look, sister, look at what my brother-in-law wrote!"

Murphy hurriedly retracted the envelope in his hand into his arms: "Why don't you show it!"

"Do you need to be so mysterious?" Mo Xiaojuan pursed her lips, snorted, and said, "But I can't stand you either, one by one, I obviously like each other, and I don't want to take the initiative to confess!"

"Why!" Murphy subconsciously retorted, and then she lowered her voice and said, "How can a woman speak first!"

"I don't think my brother-in-law will speak, his character!" Mo Xiaojuan couldn't help but shake her head, "I really can't stand it, it's more wooden than wood, how can Mu Ziang be romantic, how beautiful the love songs he writes!"

"Wood also has the benefits of wood, what do you want to do with such flesh and numbness?" and ......" Murphy couldn't help but want to refute for Yang Yi, she wanted to tell Mo Xiaojuan about a series of fleshy things that Yang Yi did after he said that he wanted to pursue himself that day.

But Murphy was afraid that it would really be the same as what Mo Xiaojuan said, if what Yang Yi said in the letter was just sparse and ordinary things, then what should he do? Wouldn't it be embarrassing?

Murphy couldn't help but open the letter, wanting to see what was inside.

But after taking out the white letterhead inside and opening it, Murphy couldn't help but be stunned and looked at it for a long time.

"What was written?" Mo Xiaojuan encountered the traffic light again, she stopped and asked.

Murphy's face was red, she hesitated, but still handed the letter to Mo Xiaojuan, feeling a little proud in her heart, although she was trying her best to hide it, the corners of her slightly upturned mouth were still revealed.

Mo Xiaojuan took it and looked at it: "Hey, it's still poetry! Brother-in-law can also write poetry?"

She casually read out: "As long as you love each other once......

If we hadn't met

Maybe the heart will never be heavy

If you really miss it

I'm afraid that life will not be easy

A look

It's enough to send the sea of hearts through a hurricane

On barren land

Deeper understanding of the landscape

A long journey

It is enough to haggard a weak heart

Every glance at the autumn water

I can't wait to burst into tears

How can death not be taken lightly

How can love be indifferent?

As long as you love each other once

It is a life without regrets. ”

This poem "Only Love Each Other Once" was written by Wang Guozhen, a famous poet, calligrapher and painter in Yang Yi's previous life, however, Yang Yi did not copy all the second half of the paragraph, but only excerpted the positive side of the front.

Mo Xiaojuan's recitation of the poem is like boiled water, bland and tasteless, and it does not reflect the charm of this poem. But it doesn't matter, on the letterhead, Yang Yi's simple and delicate pen and small characters have fully reflected the delicate emotions in the poem.

"My God, my brother-in-law really wrote a love letter, and it's a love poem!" Mo Xiaojuan exclaimed after reading it.

Murphy wanted to laugh, but she didn't want to be too complacent, she pursed her lips and pretended not to care, "It's just a poem, what's so strange about that! I wasn't so easily deceived by one of his poems!"

"It's just a poem? Hmph! Now let those little boys who can only send flowers and talk about meaty things, see who is as powerful as my brother-in-law?"

"As long as you love each other once, you will have no regrets. Mo Xiaojuan repeated the last sentence, and couldn't help but pout, "Hey, I take back what I just said, my brother-in-law is not a wooden man, he is numb!"

"Okay, okay! Don't look at it, it's time to drive!" Murphy snatched the letterhead back, folded it carefully, put it back in the envelope, and then carefully put it into his bag, for fear of folding it, "Have you eaten breakfast? If you haven't eaten, I'll call Aunt Zhu and ask her to prepare some porridge for you." ”

"I don't eat it. Mo Xiaojuan drove the car and said weakly, "I've been fed by your dog food!"