Lin Mufan's dedication and waiting for the curtain is quiet, whether it is the curtain father or the curtain mother, they are all in their eyes, but the appearance of the curtain is quiet at night, which is really chilling.

They knew that Qi Ziwei's sudden appearance was indeed shocking, but her daughter ran out after other men regardless of Lin Mufan's face, that move was really hurtful.

Sensing the worried gaze of the mother, Lin Mufan smiled at her slightly: "Mom, it's understandable that You'er will have such a reaction, don't think about it with your father, give You'er a little time." ”

As soon as the curtain mother heard Lin Mufan's words, she sighed slightly in her heart, and wanted to say something, but was stopped by a look from the curtain father.

The two glanced at Lin Mufan's tired eyes, and talked a few more words to Chen Meiru and Lin Jianhui before getting up to leave.

It wasn't until the figures of the curtain father and the curtain mother disappeared in his eyes that Lin Mufan slowly got up and said to his parents: "Dad, Mom, I'll go up and see You'er, you guys rest early, don't think too much." ”

As he spoke, without waiting for Chen Meiru and Lin Jianhui to say anything, Lin Mufan had already strode upstairs.

It was clear that I didn't want to express anything about what happened at night, and I didn't want to mention it.

Chen Meiru sighed softly: "Jianhui, do you think Qi Ziwei will be unkind?" ”

A person who should have died, but suddenly appeared in front of everyone defenselessly, and also chose Lin Mufan and Mu Qingyou's wedding anniversary, plus Qi Ziwei's relationship with Mu Qingyou was destroyed by Lin Mufan, Qi Ziwei's purpose has to be doubted.

"Whatever the purpose, you have to trust your son, and he will take care of it." Lin Jianhui said to Chen Meiru.

Hearing this, Chen Meiru sighed softly: "What did you say about this, finally Liu Mengshi's matter passed, and Qi Ziwei, who was obviously dead, appeared again, Mu Fan and You'er finally came to this day, I'm just afraid that Qi Ziwei's appearance will make a gap in the relationship between the two people who finally fit together, after all, Qi Ziwei is ......."

After all, Qi Ziwei is the man Mu Qingyou once loved deeply, and now he has come back from the dead, judging from Mu Qingyou's table tonight, Chen Meiru is really worried about her son and Mu Qingyou's future.

Lin Jianhui said in a deep voice: "Children and grandchildren have their own children and grandchildren, you also said that You'er and Mu Fan have experienced so much, and their relationship is not easy to come by, and they will not be separated lightly." ”

Chen Meiru sighed: "I hope." ”

When Lin Mufan returned to the bedroom, he fell by the window in a distracted manner, bending his knees and hugging his body tightly, looking at the scenery outside the window in a daze, with undried tears on his face.

Lin Mufan lightened his steps and walked in the direction where Mu Qingyou was, looking at her lost soul at the moment, Lin Mufan's eyes were sad, but he didn't come forward to disturb, just found a position, sat down slowly, and looked intently at Mu Qingyou not far away, hooked his lips, and smiled bitterly.

In this way, Lin Mufan sat quietly on the side, looking at the quiet curtain by the window without saying a word, until the sky was white, both of them maintained the same posture, in the air, there was a strong smell of tobacco, in front of Lin Mufan, there was a pile of cigarette butts, it was not difficult to see that he was borrowing cigarettes to kill his sorrows.

But the curtain by the window is quiet as if he didn't notice it, blindly immersed in his own thoughts, and completely ignored the men around him.

Lin Mufan took a puff of the cigarette in his hand, raised his stiff neck, looked at the white sky, and glanced at the quiet curtain that was still sitting by the window.

In the end, he got up slowly, and said to Mu Qingyou in a hoarse voice: "I said, I don't force you, now that Qi Ziwei is back, I know that you have too many questions in your heart, if you want to go to him, go find him." ”

All night, he sat and watched like this, but she didn't seem to feel her own save.

The quiet move of the curtain finally broke Lin Mufan's heart.

All night, Lin Mufan's heart ached, but what could it be? It's uncomfortable, and the little woman in front of me can't feel it, can she?

She was all about Qi Ziwei.

With a self-deprecating laugh, Lin Mufan looked at Muqing's stiff body, stopped speaking, and turned around and walked towards the locker room.

After taking a change of clothes, Lin Mufan turned around and walked towards the bathroom.

Mu Qingyou's body stiffened, listening to the movement behind him, until there was a 'whooshing' sound of water flowing in the bathroom, Mu Qingyou blinked his sour eyes, and let the crystal tears slide down the corners of his eyes.

She knew that such a state was wrong, she knew, but she just couldn't control her feelings.

Mu Qingyou bit her lips tightly to prevent herself from crying, Lin Mufan sat with her all night like this, she didn't feel it, several times, she wanted to talk to Lin Mufan, but she found that she couldn't speak at all.

In the end, Mu Qingyou simply gave up, and could only sit quietly by the window with his heart, and sit all night.

Lin Mufan's words of grief just now were like a pair of invisible hands, tearing at the quiet heart of the curtain alive.

Slowly closed her eyes, and let the tears slip down, to be honest, even she hated herself like this.

Obviously, she and Qi Ziwei have passed, and she also decided to give up, but why, seeing him come back from the dead, she couldn't control her feelings, and even hurt Lin Mufan, who had always treated her sincerely.

Lin Mufan took a bath, washed away the smell of smoke from his body, changed into a black suit, and walked out of the bathroom.

Hearing the movement behind him, Mu Qingyou slowly opened his eyes, leaned on the floor-to-ceiling window, slowly stood up, turned around, and looked at Lin Muvan Gogh's big figure with teary eyes.

The tearful gaze made Lin Mufan's heart even more uncomfortable, but there was no expression on his face.

After taking a deep look at the curtain Qingyou, Lin Mufan turned around and walked in the direction of the door.

"Mu ...... Mu Fan ...... "Looking at the back of Lin Mufan leaving, Mu Qingyou finally spoke slowly.

Because he cried too much, the voice of the curtain was quiet with a strong cry, and he was extremely hoarse.

Lin Mufan stopped, turned his back to the curtain and was quiet, without speaking, just quietly waiting for her to speak.

Mu Qingyou lowered his head, his hands were clasped tightly, he didn't dare to look at Lin Mufan's lonely back, and his heart was pumped fiercely.

was silent for a long time, so long that Lin Mufan thought that Mu Qingyou was not going to speak, Lin Mufan was disheartened and ready to leave, and only then did Mu Qingyou apologize full of guilt came from behind him