133 She weeps, she laughs...
Mu Jinbai closed his fingers and held Jun Qing's palm, "Gently, let's go?" ”
Jun pursed his lips lightly and looked sideways at Emperor Lin, "Then you go back first, and I'll go home in a while." ”
Emperor Lin smiled and nodded.
Following Mu Jinbai's side, Jun Qing sat back in the back seat of Mu Jinbai's car, turned her face to see that Emperor Lin was still standing in place, she raised her right hand and made a gesture to him from afar, signaling him to get into the car.
Emperor Lin stood still, watching as the car adjusted its direction and merged into the traffic.
The man's heart felt as if half of it had been torn apart, and it hurt emptyly.
Lu Wenqing stood on the side of the car, also frowning.
Seeing that Emperor Lin had been standing still, he walked over distressedly.
"Sir, get in the car?"
Emperor Lin turned around and got into the back seat of the car.
The driver cautiously started the car, and the man in the back seat remained silent.
The car returned to the mansion of Emperor Lin, Lu Wenqing opened the car door, and Emperor Lin got out of the car but did not enter the house, but turned around and walked towards the artificial lake.
Originally, the lake was at the foot of the mountain, and there was still some distance from the mansion.
Knowing that Jun Qing likes the sea, he deliberately dug this artificial lake to bring the lake water in the distance, and did not plant flowers or grass on the shore, but paved with white sea sand that came by air.
In the summer, she likes to swing here and walk barefoot on the beach.
In the past, when he went to sea, he would collect some special shells or starfish and the like, bury them in the sand, and look at the little girl and exclaim to find it.
Now, it's early summer.
In order to make it easier for her to play, some time ago, he also specially asked people to clean the lake.
Sitting down on the swing, Emperor Lin bent down and grabbed a handful of fine sand and slowly grasped his hands tightly.
Quicksand trickled down from between your fingers and landed on the beach, and the harder you tried, the harder you couldn't catch it.
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Zijin Apartments.
Mu Jinbai pushed open the door and said with a smile.
"Gently, come in!"
Jun Qing followed him into the foyer and looked around.
"This house is where my parents lived when they weren't divorced." Mu Jinbai put the light bag in his hand on the cabinet in the foyer and pulled her into the living room, "When you were born, we lived here, do you remember?"
Without waiting for Jun to answer, he shook his head again.
"It's all my brother who is too anxious, where do you remember when you were young, right...... Are you thirsty, hungry or not? ”
Jun Qing just shook his head, "You don't have to be so polite. ”
"This is your home, you're welcome, sit down, I'll see what to drink!"
Mu Jinbai rushed into the restaurant, Jun Qing did not sit, but walked over and stood in front of the wall full of photos.
On the walls, without exception, are pictures of her and her mother – as a child, of course.
The pink and tender baby, the little baby in the jumpsuit, she eats, she cries, and she laughs......
Mu Jinbai came out with two glasses of drinks, didn't see the person on the sofa, his heart tightened, and he turned his face to see her standing in front of the wall, a little relieved.
"I only have juice and milk here, what do you drink?"
Jun squinted his eyes and leaned closer to the picture of his mother on the wall, "This is ...... Mom?! ”
"Yes, she's a cellist."
Looking at the photos on the wall, those childhood memories come to mind little by little.
She remembered her mother, a beautiful and elegant woman, who always liked to sit on the balcony at dusk and play the piano, and she would sit next to her and listen to it......