Django felt like his neck was about to be broken.

He patted Mu Zhonglun's arm as thick as a python vigorously.

Finally waiting for him to let go of himself, Django coughed violently for a while, and yelled, ", cough, cough, you want to murder?" ”

"Well deserved! I shouldn't have trusted you, a big liar! ”

"Don't say it so ugly, I'm just acting according to the script."

Django joked and said: "If you think about it, I am also a popular star now, volunteering to play a supporting role, you should feel very honored, right?" ”

Mu Zhonglun raised his arm full of muscular lines and put on a posture of wanting to beat someone, "A-list star, right?" ”

"I was wrong, I was wrong," Mu Django hurriedly confessed and threw the pot to Mu Yinan, "It's all Mu Yinan's idea, he said that you liked the movie "Hurricane Rescue" very much when you were in high school, so you designed it like this. ”

High school......

It seems like the last century.

"I really want to be like the male protagonist in the movie one day, in order to rescue important people, regardless of breaking into all kinds of dragons and tigers' dens, and knocking down all those who block my way!"

Mu Yinan smiled and said, "How old are you, Alun?" There is still such a heroism complex. ”

"Hot blood has nothing to do with age, brother, haven't you fantasized about this?"

Mu Yinan put down the book in his hand, "I don't like fantasies, I'm too tired to think too much." ”

"I don't think it's interesting to think about fanciful things once in a while."

It was just an ordinary afternoon, a conversation that couldn't be more ordinary.

Mu Zhonglun didn't expect that what he said casually, Mu Yinan always remembered in his heart.

He remembered that Mu Yinan had told him a few days ago, "Aaron, I haven't done anything to be sorry for you, whether you believe it or not." ”

Is there anything hidden about my mother's death?

It's not that he hasn't had this idea before, but every time the idea just pops up, he feels like he has been hit by the scales, and he pushes it back again.

In fact, even now, he doesn't want to think about it.

"Little zongzi, why don't you eat cake?" Kexi's words pulled Mu Zhonglun back from his memories.

"I'll eat now." The man holds the cake.

The little girl has already eaten a large piece of cake by this time, "Little Rice Cake said that there are still a lot of fun things on the ship." ”

She squinted and yawned sleepily, "But Koshi is a little sleepy and can't play with you anymore." ”

"I'll go, it's half past twelve......"

Hurriedly putting down the half cake in his hand, Django picked up the girl, "I'll take Kexi back to the room to sleep first." ”

The rooms arranged by Mousse for Kosi are the most luxurious single rooms facing the sea and with a small balcony.

Worried that Koshi was not safe alone, and would be scared when she woke up in the middle of the night, Django did not leave after taking care of the girl and stayed by her side.

As Xiao Kexi said, there are many fun places on the cruise, such as all-night theater performances, outdoor pool parties with large space, and concert halls......

However, Mu Jiangge was tired from filming during the day, and he followed Mu Zhonglun around at four o'clock in the afternoon, and now he just wants to have a good rest, and he is not interested in entertainment activities.

I'm sleeping well with Koshi tonight.

Django, who often has nightmares, remembered the dense scene of a pile of corpses in "Horror Cruise", and suddenly felt a little numb.

He rubbed his arms, feeling that the cruise ship was also quite terrifying.

However, as long as Kexi's little sleep artifact was next to him, he could sleep peacefully and would not be afraid.

"I'm sleeping in Kexi's room, you can continue to play, don't wait for me." Django sent a WeChat message to Mu Sinian.

Mu Sinian replied with one word, "Okay." ”

As the busiest of the few, he still has a lot of official business to deal with today.

Thinking that he still had to see a lot of documents that he needed to approve and sign today, Mu Sinian said to Mu Zhonglun: "Django is in charge of taking care of Kexi, and I will leave first if I have something." ”

"Hey," Mu Zhonglun called out to him, "where the hell is this ship going?" Could it really be in the direction of Thailand? ”

Mu Sinian did not look back, "Go around the sea and go back to the cruise ship terminal tomorrow morning." ”

With that, he opened the door and left.

There were only two people left in the room, Mu Zhonglun and Mu Yinan.

"Would you like to stand on the deck?" Mu Yinan took the initiative to ask, "Or are you going back to your room to sleep?" ”

"Can't sleep."

"So ......"

"Don't you want to go to the deck? Let's go. ”

The group performers that Mu Sinian was looking for lived on the first to third floors, and only the Mu family could go up above the fourth floor, so in order not to be disturbed, the two went to the top deck of the cruise ship.

On the port side of the deck is the cocktail bar, with dark oak furniture and the wooden flooring on the deck in the same color.

Mousse explained in advance that there was no need for waiters above the fourth floor, and there was only wine in all the bars, and there were no bartenders.

"Although I can't cook, bartending is my forte." The dark-toned wine cabinet window glass folds Mu Zhonglun into a silhouette.

With two glasses on the crystal clear countertop, he mixes several liquors and ingredients, adds ice cubes, flips and shakes the shaker in his hand, and slowly pours the cocktail out.

The color of the drink is light blue.

"Taste my blue Hawaii."

Mu Yinan elegantly picked up the clear wine glass on the table with one hand and tasted it, "It tastes good, when did you learn it?" ”

"Forget about it, a few years ago."

A moment of silence, the sea breeze blowing in the middle of the night, with the unique smell of the sea.

"Hey ......"

Mu Zhonglun finally couldn't help but ask: "Regarding my mother, do you and that old man have something to hide from me?" ”

"Grandpa won't let me say it, and I don't want to talk to you."

Mu Yinan's tone and attitude made Mu Zhonglun furious, "What do you mean by 'grandpa won't let you say it'?" That means you really have something to hide from me, right? ”

"Actually, you know that in your heart, don't you?" Mu Yinan's voice was faint, "It's just that you don't want to accept it." ”

He took a sip of his cocktail and calmly continued, "In that case, what difference does it make if I say it or not? ”

Mu Zhonglun chuckled, "I know? What do I know? I don't know anything at all! ”

His last sentence was almost a roar.

Regarding his mother, he only knew that his mother said that day that she was threatened by his grandfather again, and that his grandfather wanted to find someone to kill her.

Later, my mother died......

Although the police finally closed the case by suicide, Mu Zhonglun was very clear about his grandfather's methods.

"It's too coincidental, isn't it? How could it be suicide? Grandpa must have found someone to kill her, and then disguised himself as suicide! ”

Mu Zhonglun remembered his mother's terrifying appearance when she died, and clenched his fists tightly, "It was that old man who killed my mother, and the person who indirectly caused all this was you Mu Yinan, if it weren't for you telling him about my finding my mother......"

Before he finished speaking, he saw Mu Yinan's lips hook up with a smile.

"What are you laughing at?" Mu Zhonglun frowned and asked, "What's so funny?" ”

"No," Mu Yinan said softly, "I just think the word 'mom' is funny." ”

(End of chapter)