"It's gone!" How could she forget such an important matter. "But you still have to call Fengfeng yourself and wish him a happy birthday!"

The daughter can make friends and put the other party so at ease, which is very worthy of Mucha's happiness.

"Ah, I'll fight later."

Xing Xing nodded understandingly, and then said, "I hope Fengfeng's wish this year can come true." ”

Mucha had already carried her back to the room and put her on the bed, and when she heard her say this, she casually asked, "What is Fengfeng's wish?" ”

"A daddy, of course! I already have a daddy, and he wants a daddy too! Tilting his head up and staring innocently, he said.

Turning to look at her daughter, Mucha's heart was touched.

It turns out that the child's wish is so simple, "Yes, he will definitely fulfill his wish." Touching her daughter's head, Mucha said gently. Okay, let's go down to eat, aunt and mother-in-law, they're going to wait. Hurry up and get dressed, Mucha picked her up and said.

"Uh-huh!"

"Oh. By the way, I have to give your Luo Yang's mommy. Suddenly remembered that since Nanfeng had gone out, it was also a matter of telling Luo Yang not to wait for him.

"Oh...... Mommy, does Yangyang's godmother really want to be with her cousin? Xingxing suddenly asked with a serious expression.

It has become commonplace for her daughter's precociousness, Mucha found Luo Yang's number in her hand, nodded and said, "Well, what's wrong?" ”

"No, I don't think they're a good fit." Tilt your head and think about it, the stars say so.

Leaving her daughter, "You are young, do you know what it is appropriate?" "It's so big, how can you understand whether it's suitable or not.

"You know, Mommy and Dad are just right." Blinking his eyes, Xingxing replied very understandingly.

“……”

"Dut...... Yangyang, Nanfeng doesn't seem to be at home tonight, he probably won't pick you up, don't wait for him. ”

"Oh...... Well, it's okay, and I didn't wait. ”

"Okay, then I'll eat, have you eaten?"

"Well, go eat it right away."

"Okay, that's it."

"Good ......"

Putting down his friend's call, Luo Yang took a deep breath of the cold air on the street, put the paper bag he was holding in his hand to his chest and hugged it tightly.

She wasn't too disappointed, because she was used to being busy. Although they have only been dating for a long time, she is willing to wait for him. It's just that...... Why is it that even this kind of call is Mucha calling her again, instead of him telling himself that he is back, but he can't come to see her in the first place because he is busy?

Forget it, he's busy.

With a sigh of relief to his cold hand, Luo Yang flipped out the number while making excuses for Nanfeng; "Hey, doctor, he's busy, I know!"

"Dut...... Toot ......"

"Ding Ding Ding Dong Ding Ding Dong ......" The already familiar marimba music sounded on the side, and Nanfeng, who was about to start the car, stopped his movements and frowned slightly when he saw the call.

After hesitating for a while, he picked up the phone: "Yangyang......" calm voice is not too ambiguous, not like a lover but more like a relative.

"Nanfeng, did you bother you?" Standing in the cold wind, even if he just heard him call himself like that, Luo Yang felt that the cold wind that had been blowing for so long was worth it.

"No, what's wrong? Did something happen to you? "It seems to be an inertia to ask, Nanfeng Dao.

"No, that...... I heard you're back......" The voice was a little quieter, and Luo Yang didn't know what to say later to make him feel that he knew what he knew, without being abrupt.

"Well, did Xia Xia tell you? Sorry I didn't tell you in time. "Inhale gently, the south wind discharges the chest and slowly plugs up the emotion. In his mind, he told himself over and over again that this was his own choice and he couldn't hurt Luo Yang.

"It's okay, it's okay, I know you must be very tired when you just come back, so you can rest." After getting his apology, Luo Yang was already satisfied. It also dispelled the previous crankiness.

He was just busy and tired, and he didn't mean not to come to her.

"It's okay, I'm already resting." Adjusting his mood, Nanfeng tried to make himself as relaxed as possible. But as soon as I raised my eyes and saw the rearview mirror, my heart trembled violently, and then my heart beat wildly.

"That's good, so what are you doing now? Have you eaten? Not knowing his thoughts, Luo Yang continued to ask.

Staring in the rearview mirror, Nanfeng couldn't hear her anymore.

"South wind? Are you listening to the south wind......"

"Huh? What the? Summoned back to his senses by Luo Yang's voice, Nanfeng's tone became hurried: "That, I have something to do, can I call you later?" ”

"Oh...... That's busy......" "South Wind! "Toot ......"

The busy sound that she remembered without any nostalgia froze her heartbeat like the cold wind at the moment, and the call before the busy sound made her heart even colder to the bottom.

Some stiff hands slowly hung down, Luo Yang stood on the street in a daze, looking helplessly ahead with his unfocused gaze, and then hot tears rolled out of his eyes and gradually cooled on his cheeks, gradually frozen.

Putting down the phone, Nanfeng hurriedly got out of the car and looked at Qiao Fei, who had already arrived in front of him.

"You ......" narrowed his eyes slightly, and he looked at her as she stood in the cold wind wearing only a thin home sweatshirt. Nanfeng, what kind of child is Fengfeng in your eyes? Do you like him? ”

Seemingly forgetting the coldness on his body, Qiao Fei looked straight at him and asked.

"I ...... What happened to you? Why did she suddenly ask him that? The south wind is puzzled.

"Don't talk nonsense, do you like the wind or not? How does he look to you? Without asking for much else, Qiao Fei continued to ask him.

"If I didn't like it, I probably wouldn't be here today." This is obviously easy to see, seeing that she is a little trembling, Nanfeng's brows are even deeper, and he takes off his clothes and steps forward and says, "You just ran down and asked me this question?" ”

"And you—will you always like him?" Coffy's mind was completely caught up in his answer, and he didn't even notice his rhetorical question.

Staring at her, Nanfeng felt more and more that her question was weird.

"Why? Do you want me to like him all the time? ”

"What do you mean I want you, is that you either like him or you don't like him!" His body was stiffened by the cold wind, and even his ability to think had decreased, anyway, hearing Nanfeng ask like this, Qiao Fei was sulking.

And such a very illogical remark made Nanfeng even more confused, not knowing her intention. "I didn't say I didn't like him, but why did you say that? Can you give me a reason? ”

"Do you want a reason to like him?" In Qiao Fei's eyes, Fengfeng is his own son, what reason does he want to like him?

"Of course, he's not my child, so why should I like him for no reason?" In Nanfeng's opinion, he likes Fengfeng, but he can't impose it, and if she wants him to like it, then he has to give him a reason.

It can be said that the wind is excellent, or it can be related to her; I like it because of her. If this logic is not excluded he is not excluded.

"South Wind!"

The questioning just now suddenly turned into an angry roar, and Qiao Fei suddenly glared at him angrily, staring at him inexplicably and at a loss.

"From now on, you will never appear in front of my son!"

"......" looked at her with an inexplicable face, he didn't know where he had provoked her. Why? "Because, you don't deserve it!" Cold words are like cold wind at the moment, hitting the lungs and freezing the chest.

Qiao Fei looked directly into his confused eyes and said word by word: "You are not worthy, you are not worthy of him." "A person who likes his children for reasons is not worthy of being a father!

Dispelling the thought of coming down just now, Qiao Fei turned around and walked back into the house, leaving him stunned and standing where he was.

===

"It's windy, so I don't know if it's going to snow." Closing the curtains, Jiang Meiling said to herself.

"Come and sit down, why can't you be honest for a while?" Looking at his wife who never stopped coming home, Nan Kesheng sighed slightly and said.

"What, I'm not honest anymore!" Glancing at the old man again, Jiang Meiling sat down with a smile towards Mucha and Xingxing, and then hugged Xingxing, who was watching cartoons on the sofa, and said, "Oh, it's almost the New Year, and our little star is going to grow up a year old again!" ”

"Well, my aunt is also a year younger!"

His eyes were fixed on the screen, but he nodded cooperatively, and Xingxing said.

"Oh, we stars are stupid, why is your aunt a year younger after the Chinese New Year? It should be a year older. Nan Kesheng quipped at her sick sentence.

Unexpectedly, Xingxing immediately looked up at him seriously and said, "No, no, my aunt is getting younger and younger!" A year younger, of course! ”

"Hey, look at how much our little star can talk!" Jiang Meiling was immediately amused by her, turned her head and said to Nan Kesheng: "You will only be one year older, but I will live younger and younger!" also said that the stars are stupid, I think you are stupid! ”

"Yes, yes, I'm old, I'm old! I'm stupid, I'm stupid! Oops, knowing that he had said the wrong thing, Nan Kesheng hurriedly agreed.

Mucha chuckled at their joking appearance, the more she got along with them, the more envious she would be, if she could have such a life in her old age in the future, she would be satisfied.

In this way, she thought of Chu Mofan again, can she spend her old age with him?

Yes, she'll wait for him to come back.

"Auntie, uncle, you sit with the stars for a while, and I'll go back to the room first." Getting up, Mucha said.

Nan Kesheng and Jiang Meiling looked up at her together, and Jiang Meiling said, "I heard from my aunt that you have been busy late, pay attention to your body, or rest early." ”

"Well, I will."

"Then you can go and get busy, and leave the stars to us."

"Well, Mommy Xing went to see work, and I'll sleep with you later!" Turning around and touching her daughter's face, Mucha walked up the stairs.

Seeing her go upstairs, Jiang Meiling shook her head and sighed lightly: "When will Mo Fan come back, it's too embarrassing for Xia Xia to go on like this." ”

"I'll be back, I'll be back soon." Nan Kesheng hurriedly said, and looked at the stars after speaking.

Xingxing looked down at his phone and didn't seem to care what they were saying, but how could they know what they were thinking.