"From now on, there will be only two of us in this world."

Mu Tianen's fingers paused, and he continued to wash the dishes.

She understood what he meant.

In fact, there are not only two of them in this world, but they are the only ones who depend on each other, and even their loved ones and friends are not involved.

Whether this kind of life is lonely or not, she doesn't know, but it's actually quite good to have only the two of them.

Ling Ze rested his chin on the top of Mu Tianen's head.

It is strange to say that in the past three months, he has had a feeling of quiet years under such a situation.

Even if he doesn't know how much pain will come in the future, at least now, he is not worried.

He had a life-saving straw, and he was no longer the kind of duckweed without roots and clues.

It was night, only the head of the bed was still lit with a slightly warm lamp, and the curtains were slightly raised by the wind, and then they were put down, and some light breeze passed by, which also brought up the warmth of the room.

It doesn't matter what the weather is outside, and here, there's only a peace that you can't leave behind.

Even if the wind is strong, even if the wind and rain thunder and lightning, even if the storm is raging.

And the tranquility that belongs here will not change.

Mu Tianen opened his eyes, and he also carefully removed the arms on his body, and those glimmers also fell on the man's facial features, less sharp, but more gentle.

She put her hand on his face, caressing his eyebrows.

She used the rest of her life in exchange for these.

Ask her if she regrets it?

No, if she had given herself another choice, she would have chosen such a path.

She didn't want to leave herself with any way out, because there was no way out.

"What?" Ling Ze opened his eyes, took her hand, and put it to his lips.

"It's okay," Mu Tianen was still smiling, and the color of the palace's eyes was also in this shallow light, becoming much clearer.

Ling Ze stretched out his hand and hugged her tighter, at this time, it was as if he would not let go in this life.

"Ling Ze."

"En......"

He responded gently.

Mu Tianen's nose was slightly sour, and this sourness seemed to have pierced her heart.

And then her eyes were full of something, and finally they were full and overflowing.

She pressed her face closer to his.

"Ling Ze, it's been eighteen years."

And the man didn't give her a response.

All she could hear was the sound of his breathing, one by one, slowly.

It's okay, I know you don't love me, but I'll continue to love you like I did for so many years until I die......

She also closed her eyes, and the sound of breathing became shallower.

And at this moment, she didn't know that Ling Ze opened her eyes.

He knew she loved him.

But all he can give is a word of sorry.

However, even if he doesn't love her, he will be good to her, and he will only be good to her in the future.

And everything outside has nothing to do with them.

The weather was getting colder and colder, and after autumn, it seemed that winter was coming much faster, and before they could notice it, it began to snow, and it was quite heavy.

Mu Tianen sat on the windowsill, holding a cup of hot milk tea in her hand, her legs swaying slightly, and her white jade-like feet were also shaking in the air.

The hair that has grown to shoulder length is also a lot smoother, and it doesn't need to be taken care of, it has been naturally draped on her shoulders, probably because of the shaving of her head, so this time her newly grown hair is not as frizzy as before, and it is impossible to sleep all night and get up, and it will be split by thunder.

It may also be because of the good production of her hair, in short, her hair is getting better and better now.

Outside there is a harsh winter, but inside this house is very warm, the temperature has always been between 27 and 28 degrees, and stepping on the carpet will give you a warm feeling.

It is worthy of a high-end residence, even if it is minus 10 degrees or 20 degrees outside, the temperature inside the house is always average.

And Mu Tianen's favorite is to sit here, drink a cup of milk tea, and watch the snow falling outside one after another, there is a lot of snow this year, and it has been falling since the beginning of winter.

And she really found that she was much less resistant to freezing than last year, so she didn't go out much easily.

Of course, one of the best decisions they made was to convert the lawn outside into a greenhouse, where they ate every day, and everything was there.

Ling Ze didn't let her go out, not even to the greenhouse, because she went once, she caught a cold when she came back, and Ling Ze's face seemed to be pale with fright at that time.

Fortunately, after one night, she was almost fine, otherwise, she might not have had a cold.

They can't afford to get sick now.

No amount of money can buy a life.

And since the cold has cured, she has begun to live at home, and if it is not necessary, she must stay at home

It's a pity that she didn't become a poet, and it is impossible for her to make a few sour poems in the face of these snows.

"What are you looking at?"

Ling Ze walked over, he just finished a video conference, and he couldn't find his wife.

And he knew she was going to be here, and she was.

Is that all there is to it?

Mu Tianen pointed to the snow outside.

"Like salt?"

Ling Ze finally laughed, such an uneducated person, if it were someone else, he might be able to recite a few poems, if Mu Tianqing was there, maybe he might even play a violin.

And thinking of Mu Tianqing, Ling Ze couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, he didn't seem to think of Mu Tianqing for a long time, as if even her appearance was blurred.

When he came back to his senses, he saw Mu Tianen staring at her without blinking, and those eyes without any impurities made his heart feel inexplicably a little more empty-hearted, and there was also a sense of betrayal.

He reached out and covered Mu Tianen's eyes.

Mu Tianen couldn't see anything.

"What's wrong?" She asked incomprehensibly, and didn't pull his hand away, "Is there a surprise?" ”

"Our every day is not a surprise."

Ling Ze turned her to the window, take a good look at your snow, I still have something to do.

Mu Tianen picked up the cup again, shook her legs lightly, and when she turned around, she saw Ling Ze walking in the direction of the room.

She smiled, but in this smile, there were also some deep and shallow wounds.

Then, she turned outside, she wanted to build a snowman, she wanted to have a snowball fight, she wanted to walk on the snow, and then she stepped on one footprint after another, but these became a luxury in her.

And behind him, Ling Ze closed the door, walked to the drawer, and then opened it, and took out Mu Tianqing's photo from inside.