Chapter 97 recalls the dustless

She sat up lazily and began to dress. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info Recently, she is getting lazier and lazier, and sometimes she can't even get out of bed in the morning.

I can't lift my eyelids, and I still want to sleep.

Just when she casually put on a loose T-shirt,

The summer breeze outside the window blows the sycamore leaves, making a "rustling" sound. On the sycamore leaves, cicadas chirp, and the smell of summer is everywhere.

Mu Qingqing turned on the air conditioner, lay quietly on the bed, closed his eyes and listened to the sound outside the window.

It was as if she had had a long dream, and when she woke up, she was still lying in her bed.

It's a pity that when she woke up from the dream, she was no longer seventeen years old.

The wind blew through the border, and the memories were dust-free.

The sunlight shone into the room through the half-drawn curtains, and Mu Qingqing occasionally raised his eyelids, feeling that all this was really good.

She was half-lying and looked out the window.

Outside, there are mountains, rivers and flowers, dragonflies skimming the water, and lotus flowers swaying.

At eleven o'clock, Wang Ma saw that Mu Qingqing had not come downstairs, so she hurriedly came up and knocked on Mu Qingqing's door.

"Qingqing, are you awake?"

Mu Qingqing didn't fall asleep anymore, and when she heard Wang Ma's voice, she turned over lazily: "Wang Ma, I'm not feeling well." ”

"What's uncomfortable? Can I come in?"

"Good ......"

Wang Ma looked anxious, and with Mu Qingqing's permission, she unscrewed the door of her room.

As soon as he came in, he saw Mu Qingqing lying on the bed, his eyes slightly closed, and his face pale.

She pressed one hand to her stomach and the other to the bed.

"Alas......" Mu Qingqing shook his head and sighed.

I haven't seen her for three years, Mu Qingqing has really changed a lot, maybe because of the experience of the past three years, now she is no longer as naughty and willful as before.

Just like at this moment, she became more and more quiet.

"Qingqing, what's wrong? I'll call a doctor for you. ”

"I don't have the strength, it's my old problem, it's just that my stomach hurts" Mu Qingqing drooped his head and couldn't speak.

"What's going on?"

"It's nothing, it's just that I didn't pay attention to what I ate before. ”

When Wang Ma saw Mu Qingqing's appearance, she knew that she didn't want to say it, so she didn't ask her.

"Qingqing, I'll bring you something to eat, are you hungry?"

"Well, I'm a little hungry, I'm afraid I'll vomit after eating. ”

"Then you have to eat it, otherwise the nutrition will not keep up. ”

Mu Qingqing nodded obediently and smiled at Wang Ma.

Mother Wang really felt sorry for Mu Qingqing, and she didn't know what kind of life she had spent outside in the past three years.

She is used to being pampered in the right family, how did she come over when she left the right family for three years?

Wang Ma went downstairs to serve Mu Qingqing a bowl of pork rib noodle soup, which she specially made for Mu Qingqing, and she has been boiling it since last night, and the aroma is fragrant and the bone broth is thick.

She specially added corn and red dates to make it smell even sweeter.

"Qingqing, come, eat some noodles. ”

Mother Wang helped Mu Qingqing up and let her lean on a giant panda pillow.

Mu Qingqing was also hungry when she smelled the fragrance, and she smiled: "Mother Wang's craftsmanship is really good." ”

"Does it smell the same familiar scent? It's the same as it was three years ago?"

Three years ago, Wang's mother would often make pork rib soup for Mu Qingqing, because Quan Zichen often said that if she didn't eat more, how could she go from the penultimate to the penultimate exam.

When I heard Wang's mother say that three years ago, her eyes blinked a few times, and her heart was sour.

"Come, I'll feed you, don't leave the baby hungry. ”

Wang's mother picked up the noodles with chopsticks and wanted to feed Mu Qingqing.

"No, I'll do it myself. I'm such an adult, where do you want to feed you, Mom Wang. Mu Qingqing smiled.

She took the bowl in Wang's mother's hand and refused to let Wang's mother feed it.

"In my eyes, you're still that naughty little girl. Wang Ma also smiled.

"Mother Wang, was I particularly annoying before?"

"What's the matter, you are kind-hearted and simple-hearted, it doesn't matter if you are naughty, which child is not naughty when he is a teenager. ”

"Kind-hearted......" Mu Qingqing silently chewed these four words, she thought, the so-called kind-hearted is probably easy to deceive.

"Of course, the young master is an exception. You're the opposite of him, moving and still, and in my opinion, you couldn't be more worthy. ”

"A man like him should marry a wife of gentle and elegant temperament. In the future, he will definitely meet such a woman. Then, he will find out that she is the most suitable for him, but fate came a little late. Mu Qingqing said lightly.

"Fate has come, what more do you ask for? Qingqing, you are the young master's greatest fate. Wang Ma said.

Mu Qingqing ate the noodles and stopped talking.

She and Quan Zichen are really not suitable.

It really can't be suitable.

One is as bright as a star, the other as small as dust.

Moreover, there are thousands of ravines and ravines................

In the heavens and on the ground, even if you stretch out your arms, there is no way to reach them. What's more, there is still a gap between them that cannot be crossed.

When facing him, she had no way to forget his deception, no way to forget the car accident fourteen years ago, and no way to be calm.

A thousand steps back, ten thousand steps, she has no family background, no relatives, she has no way to help him with any of his careers, she will only become a burden to him.

Mu Qingqing slowly ate the noodles, and her stomach gradually became full.

"Qingqing, get up and take a walk, it's not good for the child to always lie on the bed, I'll help you up. ”

Wang Ma took the bowl in her hand and held her arm.

"Good...... Let's go for a walk in the garden, I want to see there. ”

Familiar paths, familiar plants, familiar everything.

Xu Chaodu's eyes suddenly ****, and one scene after another appeared in front of him.

It's just that five years have passed, and things are not people.

"Wang Ma, can I borrow your mobile phone to use it?"

"This ...... Qingqing, don't embarrass me. ”

"I see. ”

Mu Qingqing's face suddenly showed disappointment, she leaned on the sofa, stood up, lowered her head and walked down the stairs to her room.

"Qingqing, slow down. Steward Ling came over and grabbed her arm.

Mu Qingqing did not resist either, and walked into the room with Wang Ma.

She turned on the light in her room and quietly walked to her cot.

"Come, I'll help you. Wang's mother laid out the quilt for her and turned on the air conditioner, "Lie on the bed for a while, and when I make dinner, I'll call you." ”

"Thank you, Mama Wang. ”

Mother Wang listened to Mu Qingqing's voice very faintly, knowing that she was probably unhappy, because she did not lend her mobile phone.

After Mu Qingqing lay on the bed, he took a book and read it.

Wang Ma smiled, no longer bothered her, gently closed the door of Mu Qingqing's room, and walked downstairs.