Liu Qingwu carefully sorted out her words, she had always been very arrogant, for fear that one of her carelessness would hurt the fragile and sensitive heart of a young man: "Jing Xuan, you don't have to do these things, your father actually has high hopes for you, if you complete the homework he assigned to you perfectly, he will be happier than drinking the medicinal food you cooked for him." ”

Mu Jingxuan was a little ignorant, as if he didn't understand, but he nodded sensibly, and no longer insisted on learning to boil medicinal food.

Shao Jingci woke up in the middle of the night.

Mu Qingxue, who had been staring at him intently, saw him wake up and let go of his heart hanging in mid-air.

Mu Qingxue has never been able to figure out one thing, what is so good about herself? Worthy of Shao Jingci's deep affection? In the years that she spent with Shao Jingci, Mu Qingxue thought to herself, she had never done anything for Shao Jingci.

Why is he so stupid, so dead-eyed?

Shao Jingci, who woke up, blink his eyes, saw Mu Jingxuan lying on his bedside, sleeping face, and it was difficult to hide a little apprehension.

Shao Jingci sat up with some difficulty.

As soon as he moved, Mu Jingxuan woke up. Hurriedly stood up and stretched out his hand to help Shao Jingci: "Aunt Qingwu has boiled porridge for you, if you are hungry, I will go to the kitchen to serve you a bowl." ”

Shao Jingci glanced at the night outside the window, it was quiet, but he was afraid that the night was dark: "It's so late, why don't you sleep in your own room?"

Mu Jingxuan stood quietly beside Shao Jingci, his eyebrows stretched out under the shadow of the lamp, like a shallow bamboo shadow. He looked at Shao Jingci so quietly, and said insincerely: "I'm not sleepy." ”

Shao Jingci tried hard to stand up straight, stared at his eyebrows, and said coldly and casually: "Since you are not sleepy, accompany me down to drink a bowl of porridge." ”

The porridge on the stove in the kitchen was steaming hot, and the air was filled with a faint aroma of medicine.

The warm light hit the dining table obliquely, and Shao Jingci and Mu Jingxuan, who were sitting opposite each other, were quietly drinking porridge, revealing tranquility and warmth.

Mu Jingxuan's room, like Shao Jingci, is on the second floor.

When passing by Mu Jingxuan's room, Shao Jingci pushed open the door, stood at the door and looked inside the room, and asked lightly: "Is there anything you are not satisfied with about the layout of this room?" If there is, I will ask someone to change it for you. ”

Mu Jingxuan was slightly stunned, and the complicated thoughts in his heart couldn't keep up with Shao Jingci's brain circuit. After that, Mu Jingxuan came back to his senses: "It's already good, you don't need to change anything." ”

Shao Jingci's cold face was cold and frosty, and he opened his thin lips slightly: "After your grandfather knows that you are coming to live at home, he will personally supervise the work and decorate this room for you." Every piece of furniture and every item in this room was personally prepared for you by your grandfather. ”

Moist tears were precipitating under his eyes, and Mu Jingxuan only felt a little choked in his throat.

Shao Jingci's cold and frosty face, perhaps because of the light, or because of the initial recovery from a serious illness, was actually much softer, which made Mu Jingxuan's heart warm and renewing attachment.

Shao Jingci said in a hoarse voice: "Over the years, grandpa Tai has rarely been as happy as this time, Jingxuan, thank you for coming to this home and letting grandpa Tai go very peacefully." ”

The helplessness and uneasiness in Mu Jingxuan's eyes gradually dissipated in Shao Jingci's cold timbre, he couldn't speak, just shook his head, and tears rolled down in big pieces.

Shao Jingci stretched out his hand to wipe away the tears on Mu Jingxuan's face, his palms were soaked, and in the end, Mu Jingxuan was like a wronged child, hugging him tightly and crying.

Mu Jingxuan's cry alarmed Li Junyan and Liu Qingwu.

Shao Jingci gently patted Mu Jingxuan's back comfortingly, shook his head at them, and signaled that everything was fine.

Li Junyan and Liu Qingwu understood, so they were relieved, this kid finally opened his heart and regarded this place as his home.