Chapter 188: The Gentle Moon
Mu Mu lay down petrified like a piece of wood, he knew very well in his heart that nothing would happen to his father, mother, and brother, if Yue was sincere, he would not send Bai to execute, Bai would not hurt Mu Mu, we all know.
But Mu Mu while so comforting such as how can not calm the beating heart, while desperate feeling the spread of fear, corroding their innocent and pitiful heart, this feeling is both normal and extraordinary, in the dark night, there is no moon in the night, Mu Mu feels that he is a small boat swaying in the wind and rain, no, it is more clearly felt tonight, in the dark night, he is swaying in the vast sea, unable to control the wind and unwilling to go with the flow. Broken and swaying, boundless.
When the shepherd began to hate everything, but God reached out and took him, the voice of the Holy Spirit immediately put an end to all his thoughts, and his uneasiness disappeared in an instant.
That was the voice of Mu Mu's most longing. A sweet female voice, just such a magic, at first just a short syllable of a short laugh. It seems to exist, as if it does not exist, but it makes Mu Mu full of cleverness and concentrates his spirit.
Mu Mu didn't dare to pronounce it, although the voice had reached the top of his throat, he opened his mouth, his expression seemed to utter a thousand words, but not a word came out of his mouth.
Flower Tip stopped smiling. Her tone was very pleasant and relaxed, and she said, "It's so warm." ”
Mu Mu soured his nose, and he found that the person who suddenly brought the phone close to his ear was none other than Yue.
Mu Mu's heart seemed to have been slashed, and he understood the meaning of the moon.
Yue is still a friend, when he found his lover, his friend's fault Yue generously forgiven, and showed a good demeanor even more, a small punishment and a big commandment, telling himself what horror is.
It is indeed terrifying, and perhaps the idea of this small punishment and the great commandment is the idea of the soft white like a puddle of clear water.
Mu Mu didn't think much about it, he didn't want to lose the most important thing, which was the warmth and warm family style that he wanted to touch even if he stepped on the sword mountain and the sea of fire.
Mother once said that care is like the wind everywhere, although it is invisible, the shape is uncertain, and even the nature is different, but as long as you want a warm wind, the wind is like a feeling, dyed with color, surrounded, like caring.
Think of every wind that blows as if it were warm, and ...
Mother didn't finish speaking, but Mu Mu had insomnia that day, and he tossed and turned thinking about what would happen?
Mother will only praise me when I need it, and will only scold me when I do wrong... These are winds that get warmer the more you think about it.
Mu Mu smiled and shed a tear.
He had never been so eager to get someone before. The moon is different from anyone, everyone, including Yuzu, Shiro has never been so far away from himself, they are around, and the moon is in the sky.
Just like him in the sky, maybe he will never be able to trace the moon, Mu Mu once thought so, thought about it and gave up, Mu Mu knew that the people in the sky are all mirrors, and they can't see it.
Except to take off that damn painting.
Mu Mu had only wanted to do some other pranks that day, because he wanted to change himself and get close to the hearts of others, and there was no need for him to do crazy things to prove his self-esteem as a person who was originally of a high position but was completely deliberately ignored and trampled on at will.
But when he saw the painting, he was fascinated, and his actions were faster than his thoughts. He literally released the catastrophe inside the box, and the horrible gifts that had been packed and given to the princess flew out one by one.
Mu Mu thought about his own affairs, those moments when he lost his mind, for a moment, now Mu Mu was extremely relieved. He knew that his mother would accompany him and accompany him through this catastrophe.
Mu Mu also knows that the wise mother has insight into everything, in this heavenly realm, Mu Mu is the farthest away from his heart, and there is one of the biggest variables, that is, this is the place where Yuzi grew up and lived for a long time, and it is the place where he exists and is the closest to it.
These two people have never seen each other, but they are the two people who have the deepest influence on Mu Mu, Mu Mu is trembling all the time, walking on thin ice. So he could only put himself in the most conspicuous place, he had no way to hide, he was afraid that all the shadows would reach out at any time and pull him into the lonely and cold world again.
Everyone knows about the herdsman, and the shepherd makes amazing moves at any time, so the shepherd's disappearance is something that everyone knows, and the father and mother will also know that it is not the shepherd's suicide, but the shepherd's involuntary life.
All kinds of ideas forced the pastor, and also made the undesirable happen.
"I was wrong."
"It's time to forget." After Hua Jian said this, he began to tell the story one after another.
Those are all stories that Mu Mu heard when he was a child, and they are all told by Huajian and Lucifer at different times and on different occasions, and the truths are not profound, but only mixed with some simple truths.
Mu Mu knew that what Hua Jian wanted to tell herself was the sentence she would say every time she finished telling the story, "Actually, don't be too reasonable, it's unreasonable." ”
Mu Mu smiled bitterly, and he always couldn't do it, he always had to do something that was the first thing, and he was always complacent. Although there are occasional rebellious and deliberate forms of common sense, the pastor also knows that whether he feels right or wrong, he is wrong, because the truth is wrong, and everything is wrong.
But the shepherd's truth is always in his hands, and what he says right is right, and what is wrong is wrong.
The story of that night made Mu Muzuan's heart ache.
He said to himself, I was wrong, I wasn't qualified to be involved with them, I was jumping and jumping like a fool, I thought he would care about me in the slightest, even if his heart touched me a little? But I don't even have the qualifications to grab his skirt, I am not abandoned, I am not enough to be abandoned, even if I suffer little by little, progress little by little, climb up like a fool, lose so much, but...
I thought that if he didn't love me, no one in the world would love me. Because he controls me through and through, and changes me, even if he is not my father, he is the one who has all of me, and I can only cling to him, and love him with paleness and powerlessness, for so long... So long ...
The moon was as unreachable as he was, occasionally desperately wanting to touch him, occasionally thinking about it like a daydream falling from the clouds.
The feeling of being around but never getting it gnaws at the heart.
This feeling is very strange, Mu Mu's Lucifer's father and friends let Mu Mu also see a lot after understanding some human feelings, maybe Mu Mu was born without greed, his desire is very small, even if he has been locked up for ten years, he is not so eager to get close to humans from the bottom of his heart, but keeps a safe distance.
Mu Mu is passive and wants to know that the moon is different, but he is led away.
Is it love, the shepherd smiled bitterly? Probably more than love is obsession.
The moon stood with his back to Mu Mu in the cutting pattern of light and shadow, he knew that many people liked Mu Mu, Mu Mu had a pair of talking eyes, and he could always look so innocent when he did something wrong, and because there was never anyone in those water-made eyes.
When I saw Mu Mu for the first time, I was stunned, those eyes could speak, and Yue smiled and thought of those eyes looking at her intently, and the throbbing of her heart at that moment.
However, Mu Mu always looked at everyone so intently, he seemed to study this person, but it often turned palpitations into heartbeats.
There are countless reasons to say that you like herding, and the most important one is that you don't have any worries with herding.