Whether the flowers and plants are beautiful or not is not because of the size of the yard, but because of the freedom.

Yes, especially in this house, there is nothing better than the word "comfortable".

When the two of them went to the small garden, they sat down on a chair beside them.

Wufu looked at this garden and said softly, "This garden is also very comfortable, if you put a hanging chair here, where to put a swing, or put a few drawing boards, it is already very comfortable." ”

Mo Jin nodded, "I'll let Xiao Shunzi and them do it later, it's just some simple things." ”

Wufu shook his head and asked, "I'll say it casually, I don't need to talk like this too much time, maybe, maybe we won't live here for a long time." ”

As soon as Wufu said this, Mo Jin stared at her and was silent for a while.

Suddenly, he asked Wufu, "Don't you like it here, it's not good here?" ”

Wufu thought about it, is it okay here?

Actually, it's very good, don't worry about food or clothing, to say that others don't have freedom, but at least she has it now.

According to her current relationship with Mo Jin, no one dares to care about her.

Dare to take care of her, all over the world, it seems that there is only the emperor, the emperor is still sick, he is too busy to take care of himself, where is the time to care about her.

Actually, for the average person, it's really good here.

When she saw Mo Jin ask this, there was a slight expectation in her eyes, and she couldn't bear to spoil him, so she nodded, "Okay, it's good, as long as there is a place for you, it's good." ”

Mo Jin laughed, even if this little girl was coaxing him to be happy, he was happy.

At least she was willing to coax him.

In this case, he asked greedily, "Then if you are allowed to stay here for the rest of your life, are you willing?" ”

"I ......" Although Wufu couldn't bear to feel that Mo Jin was unhappy, she knew very well that this sentence was a promise.

Just say it, it's a choice.

Mo Jin also saw that he might have been prepared in his heart, but he was not too disappointed.

He took Wufu's hand, looked at him, and asked softly, "Wufu, can you tell me about the 1985 incident you mentioned?" “

"Do you remember anything?" Wufu asked nervously, why did Mo Jin suddenly mention 1985, what did he remember?

Seeing Wufu's expectant look, Mo Jin was a little reluctant to let her be disappointed again and again, but the problem was that he really couldn't remember.

Even, he found that his memory seemed to be getting worse and worse, and many things had to be reminded by the little shunzi around him to remember.

Before, he wasn't like that.

Who doesn't know that the prince has a knack for forgetting.

Can ...... now

Seeing Mo Jin's appearance, Wufu knew that he still couldn't remember.

However, Wufu just asked casually, but Mo Jin wanted to know, and she was still willing to answer.

She took Mo Jin's hand and told him about 1985 in detail.

In fact, the materials of that era were relatively scarce, and they were really not as rich as they are now, because the place where Mo Jin is now is the palace, and he lacks nothing.

But for Mo Jin, because he lacked nothing materially, he had no concept of the lack of materials.

What he longed for was that freedom.

Here, his identity restricts him to a lot of things.

What's more, he knew that Wufu liked it there.

As Wufu said, there is her family, her friends, her everything, and here, she only has Mo Jin.

But Mo Jin, it seems that no matter where it is, it's the same.

The relatives around him are not like relatives, and there are no friends, and he doesn't believe that he can really be true friends with him in this position.