Mu Feng came back on the second day after Shi Nuan was discharged from the hospital, when Shi Nuan was sitting next to the rattan table in the courtyard, there was a book of Prajnaparamita Heart Sutra on the table, which was specially asked by Sister-in-law Zhang to the temple, saying that it could keep peace, although Shi Nuan did not believe this, but he was injured in his leg, and he couldn't go anywhere for a while, and there was nothing to do, so he listened to Sister-in-law Zhang's words and chanted the scriptures.

Mu Feng entered the door and glanced at Shi Nuan, Shi Nuan was sure that he didn't look at it a second time, Mu Feng entered the house directly, and from the position where Shi Nuan was sitting, he could see Mu Feng's every move after entering the house through the floor-to-ceiling window in the living room.

He took out a can of beer from the Xiaoice box in the living room, pulled it open directly, and took a sip with his head up.

Then, as if at random, I glanced at it.

Shi Nuan didn't retract his gaze, but still looked at Mu Feng, and the two of them looked at each other through the somewhat reflective glass illuminated by the sun.

Shi Nuan saw Mu Feng walking out step by step, standing at the door of the living room, looking at himself, he couldn't tell what the expression was on his face, it seemed to be laughing, but it also seemed to be a mockery: "Something?"

Shi Nuan didn't know what to say for a while, was there something, there really was, but there were so many things, and she really didn't know which one to say first, but after weighing it, it didn't seem that what she wanted to say was anything important.

At least, for Mu Feng, anything she Shi Nuan said was weightless.

Mu Feng was not in a hurry, he continued to drink, he put one hand in his pocket and the other hand held the beer, his posture looked very casual, and occasionally his eyes swept over, lukewarm.

Shi Nuan is used to it, they have been married for a year, but Mu Feng is not even as gentle to her as he is to a stranger.

Shi Nuan spoke when Mu Feng drank all the wine and raised his hand to throw the can out: "Mu Feng, let's get a divorce." ”

Her tone was not impatient, nor was there any warmth, and the expression on her face did not change much.

It doesn't seem to be about the marriage, it's about the weather today.

Mu Feng seemed to have some surprise, stopped his movements, turned his head to look at Shi Nuan for a while, and still had that slightly sarcastic smile on the corner of his mouth, "Because I didn't tell you for a month on a business trip?"

Shi Nuan shook his head: "No." ”

But what it was, she didn't say, and she didn't want to know what it was.

Mu Feng pinched the empty can in his hand, looked down, and then pressed slightly, the can made a few crisp sounds, and then changed shape, he really didn't continue to ask, but spoke directly, "Okay, I'll let the lawyer handle it." ”

He replied very crisply, not at all unexpectedly, and then Mu Feng used a little force, and the reshaped can was thrown out by him with his hand raised, and landed accurately in the trash can in the courtyard.

Mu Feng turned around, entered the living room, and then went up the stairs and disappeared around the corner of the second floor.

Shi Nuan slowly withdrew his gaze, looked down at the scriptures on the table, and then looked at his legs.

Mu Feng didn't notice it at all.

She was in a wheelchair, and even though the wheelchair was covered with a blanket, the wheels could still be seen.

Mu Feng didn't go downstairs, Sister-in-law Zhang came back from buying vegetables, saw the Land Rover parked in the yard, the expression on her face paused slightly, and then looked at Shi Nuan, who was still sitting in the yard: "Is Mr. Mu back?"

Shi Nuan picked up the scripture and put it on his lap, then controlled the electric wheelchair and walked towards the house, "Well, it's him back." ”

Sister-in-law Zhang showed a somewhat complicated expression behind Shi Nuan, but it was only a matter of a second or two, and then she looked as usual.

At dinner, Mu Feng went downstairs, it seemed that he had slept for a while, he changed his clothes, a navy blue shirt and slacks of the same color, and he looked lazy.