It was close to evening that the fog outside gradually lifted. The living room was lit with orange warm light, and Mu Liang stood in front of the kitchen counter with an apron, holding a knife to chop vegetables, echoing the sound of his son's laughter outside.

Mu Liang stopped what he was doing and listened attentively, his son's immature voice did not decrease, and the sound of laughter was higher and higher. His laughter was occasionally mixed with Fu Jinchen's magnetic voice, which was very obvious.

Today my son is really crazy, that tent aroused his strong curiosity, since he had lunch, he couldn't get in, he didn't even take a nap.

The simple meal was ready, and Mu Liang brought it out with a smile. She put down the dishes and chopsticks and called the father and son who were having a lot of fun to come over for dinner. Mu Guoguo ate the fastest tonight, and she wasn't even picky about the seafood, she ate it all.

"Daddy, eat it!" Mu Guoguo was the first to put down the chopsticks, and couldn't help but start urging the men around him. Just now, Fu Jinchen promised him that he would play a new game with him in the tent.

Mu Liang's red lips pursed lightly, sighed, and said, "Guoguo, this is very rude." ”

Mu Guoguo ran over, hooked Mu Liang's neck and pulled her face down, gave a big kiss, and flattered by the way: "Mom, Guoguo didn't say leftovers, can I play with Dad?" ”

Seeing his son's unbearable excitement, Mu Liang sighed again. Don't want to set rules for your children today, with Fu Jinchen here, Mu Guoguo won't listen at all.

"Alright." Fu Jinchen ate the food in the bowl in a few bites, and Mu Guoguo instantly took his hand and dragged him into the living room.

The man took two steps, as if thinking of something, then turned his head and told Mu Liang: "You can put the dishes and chopsticks, and I'll clean them up later." ”

He cleaned up? Mu Liang pursed his lips, seeing him and his son into the tent, he was speechless for a while, he couldn't be busy with his son, did he still have time to pack up these things?!

She was the only one left at the table, and Mu Liang was a little jealous. My son has never been like this, but recently, this little guy has become more and more enthusiastic about Fu Jinchen and more and more cold to himself!

However, looking at the dishes that had been swept away, Mu Liang's frowning brows relaxed again. Her son eats a lot, and he eats a lot, and although it is hard to cook, she still feels happy to see them all eaten. Standing up and bringing the dishes and chopsticks into the kitchen, Mu Liang stood in front of the kitchen counter again and cleaned the greasy dishes and plates.

After cleaning up the kitchen, Mu Liang washed the fruit again, and carefully peeled and cored the back end. However, there seemed to be no movement in the living room, and she walked over suspiciously, only to see Fu Jinchen bending down and crawling out of the tent, still holding his son who was already asleep in his arms.

"Give it to me." Mu Liang walked over quickly, reaching out to take his son over.

Fu Jinchen shook his head and whispered, "It's better for me to come, this kid is very heavy!" ”

My son has grown meat recently, Mu Liang bathed him last night, and when he picked him up, he suddenly found that he couldn't hold him. At that moment, Mu Liang's heart was both emotional and sour.

This treasure, which she cherishes the most, is growing up healthily every day. The son is getting older and more sensible and obedient. Seeing how long he looked, Mu was happy in his conscience. But thinking that her son would grow up and leave her in a few decades, her heart would ache again.

"What do you think?" After putting his son on the bed and settling down, Fu Jinchen turned around and saw Mu Liang's eyes red and standing in front of the bed.

Hearing his question, Mu Liang came back to his senses and shook his head awkwardly. Khan, isn't it too early for her to think about these things?!

took her hand and walked out of the children's room, and Fu Jinchen pressed her down on the sofa.

There was fruit on the coffee table, Mu Liang poured a cup of tea and handed it to him, and finally her son fell asleep before she could ask something serious, "How is Huanyan's mood, is it better?" ”

Fu Jinchen's eyes sank, and he said: "Xiang Bei said that she had been painting from morning to night yesterday, not saying anything, and not letting anyone approach. ”

"Do you want to see a doctor?" Mu Liangxiu's eyebrows frowned, and the worry in her heart became more and more serious.

Fu Jinchen shook his head, "She's definitely not going." ”

After a pause, he pursed his thin lips and said, "Didn't they all say that the twins have psychological induction, I know what she thinks in her heart." ”

A dark color slipped through the corners of his eyes, and Mu Liang's eyes were sour. They weren't twins, but Fu Jinchen still said so, which only made her feel heavy.

"Fu Jinchen."

Mu Liang's fingers holding the teacup were lightly grasped, and his tone was sincere, "Huan Yan is also my friend, you must tell me if you need it, and I will do my best to help you." ”

At the same time, she also had a hidden guilt in her heart. Because of Sheng Mingzhan, she couldn't tell Fu Jinchen the truth. If he knew that this matter was related to Sheng Mingzhan, it would definitely be another turmoil.

Fu Jinchen raised his eyebrows and stared at her, and suddenly hooked his lips, "Liangliang, you said that in another twenty years, will Guoguo marry a daughter-in-law?" ”

"Uh......" Mu Liang frowned, his eyes darkened for a moment, "Maybe." ”

Fu Jinchen nodded with a smile, pinched a piece of apple and put it in his mouth, and teased: "I don't know if this stinky boy will follow me, can he find a beautiful one?!" ”

Hearing this, Mu Liang glared at him fiercely and said disdainfully: "Then don't follow it, your vision is really not good!" ”

"Who said that?" Fu Jinchen retorted unconvinced and asked her: "Do I have a bad eye?" You see what is wrong with your kitchen in the hall? ”

Mu Liang was stunned, and instantly exploded: "Why do you compare with me?" ”

"If I don't compare with you, who do I want to compare with?"

Mu Liang's eyes narrowed slightly, and the curvature of the corners of his mouth became dangerous. Fu Jinchen, are you knowingly asking? Isn't there a lot of your beloved first love or something?

"Ahem!"

Sensing that something was wrong with her eyes, Fu Jinchen immediately retracted and said with a smile: "Actually, as long as Guoguo can marry a sensible and obedient daughter-in-law, the most important thing is to be obedient!" ”

He deliberately bit the word obedient, you know, he was thorough, completely, and was tortured very miserably by Mu Liang, the disobedient daughter-in-law!

Mu Liang ignored his words, and the whole person suddenly fell into an inexplicable sadness. She fantasized that Mu Guoguo would leave her in the future, and her mood was uncomfortably sour.

"Reluctant to son?" Fu Jinchen saw her gloomy expression, and stretched out his face to her eyes with a smile and asked.

Mu Liang bit his lip lightly and pushed his face away, the taste in his heart became more complicated.

Fu Jinchen rubbed the tip of his nose that was poked, and the expression in his eyes was also dark, "Alas, I can't bear it." ”

Raising his head in surprise, Mu Liang stared at his eyes, a little disbelieving, "What are you reluctant to do?" ”

"I can't bear my son." Fu Jinchen pursed his lips and said.

Pulling his lips and chuckling, Mu Liang thought to himself what he was messing with. The son was not conceived by him in October, how could he understand the feeling of a mother!

"Good ......"

Fu Jinchen suddenly raised his face, his upper body was close to the sofa, and his voice was very low, "If I have a daughter, when she gets married, I will definitely be the saddest person in the world." ”

His words only made the corners of Mu Liang's eyes slip through tears. Slowly recalled the day she got married, her father held her hand, although he didn't say a word, but the tears in his eyes were unforgettable for Mu Liang!

This kind of strong love from parents to their children is one of the most wonderful emotions in the world. Because of this love, too much ugliness and desolation in the world are melted.

Putting down the teacup in his hand, Fu Jinchen's raised gaze fell on Mu Liang's face. His straight eyes made Mu Liang feel uncomfortable, and asked him embarrassedly, "What's wrong?" ”

Gently holding her five fingers into the palm of his hand, Fu Jinchen's deep black eyes narrowed slightly, and his sexy Adam's apple rolled uncontrollably, "Mu Liang, on the day we got married, your father handed you over to me, but I didn't take good care of you!" No matter what it is, I make you sad and make you sad, and your parents must be more sad and sad than you! ”

“……”

Mu Liang was stunned, and shed tears without warning.

Holding her palm in front of him, Fu Jinchen's thin lips pressed against the back of her hand, and said solemnly, "I'm sorry!" ”

What appeared in front of me was the picture of Mu Liang leaving the Fu family that day and Mu Zhannian carrying his daughter on his back. Fu Jinchen stood on the balcony that day, watching their father and daughter leave proudly, but he couldn't find any strength to stop it.

For five years, this image has always haunted his dreams. How many times did he dream back at midnight, Fu Jinchen hoped that the person who left with Mu Liang on his back at that time was himself.

But every time he woke up, facing the cold and lonely darkness, he had to face reality again and again.

This sentence of sorry is not only an apology to Mu Liang, but also a guilt to her parents. They gave her their daughter, but in the end, he let things end up like that.

If Fu Jinchen could lower his profile and work hard to redeem it, why would things be like this? !

Many things, only after experiencing distress, will they re-examine the original right and wrong. There is never a win or loss in the strife of love, and there should be no competition for winning or losing for love.

What if you win, why if you lose?

But they all want to be in love with each other, and when they are old, why bother with the person they love the most, and care about the gains and losses?!

Mu Liang lowered his head, and the tears rolling out of his eyes were surging. When she got divorced, she didn't cry. When she gave birth to Guoguo alone, she didn't cry. But today, Fu Jinchen said sorry to her, but it made her burst into tears.

She didn't know what was going on in her head, but the only thing she felt was that those deep grievances and bitterness were all overflowing in one go, as if they had been suppressed for too long, and even she felt shocked.

Stretching out his hand to hug her into his arms, Fu Jinchen felt the tears in the corners of her eyes, and his heart tightened for a while. It is said that a smart man will spoil his woman to be lawless, so that other men can't stand her stinky temper. Second, a man will use his stinky temper to turn his woman into a woman who has the feeling of hating each other when he sees any dedicated man.

Fu Jinchen's good-looking sword eyebrows were tightened instantly, no wonder Sheng Mingzhan was able to take advantage of the void, it was entirely because he left a loophole and gave others the opportunity to exploit loopholes. From today onwards, he must completely correct this mistake!

In the past five years, Fu Jinchen has missed too much, he absolutely can't allow any accidents to happen in the future!

After crying, Mu Liang felt that the depression in his heart had dissipated a lot. Although Mu Liang didn't give him a good face when Fu Jinchen left in the end, he felt that it was different.

After washing his face, Mu Liang couldn't help but be dumbfounded when he saw his red eyes. Tonight, she behaved a little gaffe in front of Fu Jinchen. In so many years, no matter how difficult things are, she has never cried so aggrieved!

Gently pushing open the bedroom door, Mu Liang walked to his son's bed. The little guy felt hot and kicked all the quilts on his body, Mu Liang smiled, and reached out to fold the quilt for his son again.

She bowed her head and kissed her son's forehead, the expression in her eyes was gentle.

The sky outside the window was dark, and the gloomy weather indicated that a wind and snow were coming. Mu Liang got up and walked to the window and closed the heavy curtains. She sighed softly, her face gloomy.

The knots that pressed on Mu Conscience's mouth five years ago seem to be untying one by one. Thinking of Sheng Mingzhan, her bright black eyes suddenly darkened.

On Monday morning, as soon as Mu Liang arrived at the company, the morning newspaper published the news of Sheng Mingzhan and Mu Liang's marriage. Although he did not explicitly dissolve the marriage contract, it was enough for the outside world to speculate.

Buckle -

Lin Qiang knocked on the door and came in, and asked worriedly, "Liangliang, are you okay?" ”

"Nope." Putting the newspaper away, Mu Liangxiu raised his eyebrows: "How is our stock price?" ”

"It's fine." Lin Qiang pulled over the chair and sat beside her, "There are preparations in advance, everything is under control." ”

"That's good." Mu Liang breathed a sigh of relief, and he was most afraid that his own affairs would affect the company. In the face of Sheng Mingzhan's approach, she can be considered to understand that Sheng's stock price also needs to be stable, and his approach is the most secure.

"You ...... with Ming Zhan" Lin Qiang hesitated, but still asked.

Mu Liang flipped through the folder, "There are too many problems to solve." ”

Her answer was simple and clear, and Lin Qiang was also a smart person, so naturally she wouldn't ask more. She sighed, her palm fell on Mu Liang's shoulder, and she comforted: "Auntie understands." ”

Mu Liang didn't dare to tell his parents about this matter. She was thinking about taking Guoguo home on the weekend, so let's meet and explain!

It was haze for two days in a row, but I never waited for the wind and snow. In the evening, Lin Qiang drove to Song's house, and Song Qinghua called her not long ago and asked her to come over for a drink.

Stepping into the courtyard, before Lin Qiang went up the steps, he saw Song Qinghua holding a bottle of wine, sitting on a cold stone bench and looking at the sky.

"How do you drink cold wine?" Lin Qiang reached out and took the wine in her hand.

Song Qinghua frowned and snatched the wine bottle back, and said, "Once in a while." ”

At this time, Lin Qiang can't win with her. She could only put down her bag, turned around and sat down beside her, also picked up a bottle of wine, and took a sip with her head up.

This is a special wine, which was made by Song Rufeng during his lifetime. There are still a lot of wine cellars at home, and Song Qinghua has been reluctant to drink them all these years.

"Well, good wine." Lin Qiang nodded affirmatively.

Song Qinghua turned his head to look at her and said with a smile: "I'll give you two bottles later." ”

"Just two?" Lin Qiang frowned unhappily, "Song Qinghua, you are too stingy." ”

"Cut!"

Song Qinghua lowered his face and retorted: "That's a relic left to me by my father, and I won't let anyone else touch it." ”

Hearing this, Lin Qiang's eyes darkened, and the action of sipping wine became smaller and smaller. This wine is indeed hard-won, and she should cherish it.

"Where's Aiyu?" Lin Qiang glanced around, but didn't see Song Aiyu's figure.

"It's out." Song Qinghua frowned slightly.

Lin Qiang pursed her lips and asked her, "Aiyu, has she been away from home a lot lately?" ”

Song Qinghua nodded, and her tone sank, "She's always in a bad mood, and I don't want to force her." ”

She took a sip of wine and said, "Qiang, I'm a little scared to see Aiyu now." ”

"Why?"

Song Qinghua sighed, her tone was harsh, "Every time I see her sad expression, she feels very uncomfortable." Her slender fingers gripped the bottle tightly, her fingertips whitening.

Hearing her words, Lin Qiang's face also sank. She held the wine bottle in her arms and spoke slowly, "What happened back then was a mistake. Qinghua, I shouldn't have promised you, if you hadn't changed the child, then neither Liangliang nor Aiyu would be hurt today! ”

Hearing this, Song Qinghua gradually lowered her head, her delicate facial features were hidden in the shadows, and said with difficulty: "I knew that I was pregnant back then, and I don't know how many times I wanted to beat her off, at first my father let people watch me all the time, and then he asked me to marry Jian Huaiyi compared to death, I can't help but agree." ”

Taking a deep breath, the look in Song Qinghua's eyes darkened, "It wasn't until I felt the fetal movement for the first time that I gave up the idea of trying to kill this child!" She wasn't supposed to come into this world, but she's already here......"

"Tsinghua." Lin Qiang stretched out her hand to wrap her arms around her shoulders, because those things back then were also shocking.

"It's just that I didn't expect Sang Yu to die so miserably," Song Qinghua's eyes instantly sharpened, she excitedly held Lin Qiang's hand, and said, "Jian Huai has already gotten me, why don't you let Sang Yu go?" That day, he went to look for Sang Yu angrily, and I couldn't stop him with a big belly...... I should have stopped him, I should have stopped him! ”

"Alright, alright!" Seeing that her emotions were out of control again, Lin Qiang hurriedly pressed her shoulder, "Let's stop talking about those things!" "When Song Qinghua was about to give birth, Jian Huai also suddenly went to find Sang Yu, and no one knew why. But in the end, Jian Huaiyi's car was involved in a car accident on the highway, resulting in the death of both of them at the same time.

When Sang Yu was sent to the hospital, she had already lost her breath and there was no possibility of rescue. Because of the fire in the car, Sang Yu's whole body was burned miserably. Song Qinghua rushed to the hospital and saw Sang Yu with blurred flesh and blood, and the picture of that scene was deeply imprinted in her heart, so much so that it became a shadow that has always lingered in her heart for so many years.

Jian Huaiyi, who was also sent to the hospital at that time, was also seriously burned. But fortunately, Jian Huai did not die, but was secretly arranged by Song Rufeng to go abroad for treatment.

Considering Song Qinghua's physical condition at that time, Song Rufeng could only hide this matter. But I didn't expect that the sanatorium that arranged for Jian Huaiyi's treatment later caught fire, and after the fire, Jian Huaiyi disappeared.

said that it was missing because Jian Huaiyi's body was not found in the fire, but for so many years, Song Rufeng has been searching abroad non-stop, but there has been no news of Jian Huaiyi.

Lin Qiang's delicate brows furrowed, this matter has not been followed up so far. She had also thought countless times, if Jian Huaiyi really didn't die back then, why had she never heard from her?!

"Qiang!"

Song Qinghua raised her head and poured a big sip of wine, and the sweet and spicy taste slid down her throat, just like her mood at this time. She turned her head to stare at the resurrected agarwood tree in the garden, and chuckled, "I know, you have always had a crush on Jian Huaiyi. ”

"Nonsense!" Lin Qiang subconsciously retorted, but seemed weak-hearted.

"Nonsense?" Song Qinghua narrowed his eyes and said with a smile: "If not, then why don't you get married." ”

"Ahh

Lin Qiang pursed her lips and smiled, "Do you think everyone is as good as you, so many people love you!" I also want to get married, but unfortunately I never waited for the right one. ”

The agarwood tree in the garden has grown better and better in recent years. Song Qinghua leaned his head on Lin Qiang's shoulder and said, "Do you remember that agarwood?" ”

"Yes." Lin Qiang's eyes softened, "That agarwood was planted by you and Huai Yi yourself." ”

The look in his eyes was deep for a moment, Song Qinghua hooked his lips, and his voice tightened unconsciously, "You say, how good it would be if Jian Huai and I could never stop thirty years ago." ”

Lin Qiang's dark eyes moved, and she said regretfully: "Yes, if we can all go back to thirty years ago, maybe everything today will not happen!" ”

Song Qinghua held the wine bottle, and the taste in his heart was complicated. She is the only daughter of the Song family, and Song Rufeng has been fond of her since she was a child, but unfortunately this big family business must be inherited by someone. During a chance encounter, Song Rufeng met Jian Huaiyi, who was raising medical expenses for his mother. At that time, Jian Huai was still in high school, because his father died prematurely, and he was the only one in the family who depended on his mother. Such a miserable life experience reminded Song Rufeng of his childhood self, and he couldn't help but feel pity, and took the initiative to fund Jian Huaiyi's mother's treatment, and also funded Jian Huaiyi's tuition fees. It wasn't until Jian Huaiyi was admitted to university that his mother passed away. On that day thirty years ago, Song Rufeng brought Jian Huai, who was alone, back to the Song family.

Song Qinghua was the same year as him and studied at the same university. At that time, Song Qinghua, Jian Huaiyi, and Lin Qiang, the three of them were classmates, and their relationship was very good.

"Jingchen songbird set, Shuimu Zhan Qinghua." At first sight, Jian Huaiyi's opening remarks were this, "Your name suits you very well, and people are as good as their name." ”

Song Qinghua, who was only eighteen years old at the time, lowered his head slightly because of his words, full of shyness. Later, in getting along, she gradually regarded Jian Huaiyi as a confidant, and if she had any secrets, she didn't dare to tell her father, she would tell him.

Such a beautiful and innocent day was broken until the moment Song Qinghua met Sang Yu. Sang Yu, who is like a handsome son, quickly captured Song Qinghua's heart.

How many summer nights, Song Qinghua secretly crawled out of Jian Huaiyi's window, and told him, "Huaiyi, I'll go to Sang Yu to play the piano, if Dad comes to me, you must help me perfunctory." ”

Every time, Jian Huai would also stand at the window, staring at the back of Song Qinghua running away happily. At first, Song Qinghua couldn't understand why Jian Huaiyi, who cared for her gently, always had a cold face when she went to find Sang Yu, and even so cold that it scared her.

Finally on that rainy night, when she woke up and saw herself lying naked on the bed, and Jian Huaiyi beside her, she completely woke up!

The pain in the body is far greater than the pain in the heart. Why, Huaiyi, who has always been so good to her, suddenly became so terrible and so strange!

"Tsinghua!"

Looking at the trembling people around her, Lin Qiang knew that she was stuck in memories again. There are so many things that I can't explain. Lin Qiang reached out and pulled her up and took her back to the room.

Early the next morning, Song Qinghua opened her eyes and suddenly realized that the heavy snow she had been waiting for for had finally arrived. Reaching out and pushing Lin Qiang beside her, she frowned and dodged.

"Lazy bug!"

Song Qinghua didn't wake her up again, washed up quickly, dressed neatly and came outside. There was still light snow scattered in the sky, Song Qinghua took a deep breath, only to feel that the freshness went directly into his lungs.

The courtyard was covered with white snow, but Song Qinghua could no longer be satisfied here. She wore a scarf and gloves and trotted all the way up the hill. The air in the mountains is fresh, and naturally there will be more snow for her to tread.

In the white expanse around, Song Qinghua's red sportswear is particularly eye-catching. She ran up happily, only to find that someone had arrived earlier than her.

"How are you?" The mist exhaled by Song Qinghua filled his eyes.

Yu Jian was wearing a black sportswear, and his raised gaze was dyed with soft colors, "Morning." ”