Breakfast was a typical Chinese breakfast.

Eggs, fritters, soy milk.

Mu Jun didn't know where Jing Mo brought back the food, there was no fire at home, he must have gone out early in the morning to buy it.

Wake up and have breakfast, it must be a happy day.

She sat down and took a few bites, blinking at Jing Mo and finding that he had been staring at her.

"What's wrong?"

"Nothing, is it delicious?" Jing Mo looked at her with a smile, his hands propped up on the table, his body lazy.

Mu Jun looked at his boneless appearance, blinked, and didn't intend to pay attention to him.

Early in the morning, there must have been convulsions again.

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Mu Jun was eating breakfast very seriously, Jing Mo was silent, but his eyebrows and eyes were as gorgeous as spring flowers, he hooked his thin lips, he had never felt that he had ever been so happy, his heart seemed to be hit by her smile, and he couldn't control his throbbing.

I want to hug her, kiss her, and caress her.

But he knew that if he did this, he would definitely scare her, so he could only hold back his mood, slowly approach her, and change her attitude towards him.

A hint of danger flashed in Jing Mo's eyes, staring at Mu Jun like staring at prey, but Mu Jun was lowering his head to eat, perfectly missing the ambition in Jing Mo's eyes.

Breakfast time passed quickly.

Jing Mo packed up his things first and took Mu Jun out of the house.

After getting into the car, Mu Jun fastened her seat belt and pressed her hat on her head: "Where are we going to see Ji Yongran?" ”

"Closed Cemetery."

Seeing that Mu Jun kept blinking, Jing Mo smiled at her and said, "His house is very close to the cemetery, and Grandma Ji means to put him in the cemetery, with his parents and grandfather." ”

The Ji family used to be a wealthy family, and the family did not have the habit of having to be buried, so they were all in the cemetery after death. In the past, it was Ji Yongran and Grandma Ji who went to the cemetery to worship, but now only Grandma Ji is left.

It is not easy for the old man to live alone, and Grandma Ji lost her husband and son, and now her only grandson also left her first, which is very sad to think about.

If her ability allows, Mu Jun also hopes to visit her more.

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Compared with Jing Mo, Mu Jun's feelings for his relatives are deeper.

Sometimes I don't know how to cherish, and when I'm not there, it's too late to cherish.

In life, don't regret before you think about regret, think about whether you will regret it in advance, and then try not to regret it.

Mu Jun squinted, stared at the sun in the sky, and looked at Jing Mo. What caught his eye was only his side face, but Mu Jun's heart was warm and he felt much safer.

Her water-colored eyes gradually became warm, the corners of her lips were slightly upturned, and she suddenly felt very happy, as if the whole person suddenly warmed up from her heart, and the warmth spread from her chest to her limbs, and the whole person was a little drunk.

Jing Mo saw that she was in a good mood from the rearview mirror and curled her lips.

The car was moving towards the closed cemetery very smoothly, but the mood of the two people was not so gloomy and sad, but warm, and they should love themselves and others well.

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The lockdown cemetery is far from where they live.

When she arrived at the gate of the cemetery, Mu Jun found that it had rained here last night, and the temperature was a little low. The ground was wet, but the grass was green, and the air was fresh.

Mu Jun got out of the car first, and Jing Mo followed behind.

As he walked up the steps, Jing Mo stretched out his hand.

Mu Jun paused, put her hand in his, and looked up at him.