Villas for the rich.

Django took Kosi home.

The first thing you do when you get home is to lock all the doors and windows and close the curtains.

Holding Koshi and watching the cartoon for a while, the doorbell rang.

Mu Zhonglun found the villa according to the address that Django had sent him earlier.

"Tut-tut......"

After entering the door, he looked at the layout and decoration of the house, and he was disgusted.

In Mu Zhonglun's view, the house has no sense of hierarchy, just like a pool of stagnant water without waves.

Django's house is obviously big and spacious, but the rigid décor makes it look like a joke.

"The living room is only more than two meters high, why do you want to make a ceiling? And it is also equipped with this large crystal chandelier, which makes people feel depressed. ”

"Depressed?"

Django glanced up, "I think it's okay." ”

Mu Zhonglun sneered, "You have thick nerves, of course everything is fine." ”

"Hey, hey, personal attacks are excessive. I also spent a lot of money on renovation at that time. ”

"Find a time for people to dismantle the ceiling, decorate it with plaster lines, and then decorate the top space with linear lamps, so that the overall space will be more layered, and the light and shadow effects will be ...... smart."

Mu Django didn't understand his words at all, and hurriedly interrupted: "What gypsum line linear lamp, I don't know what you're talking about." ”

"Gotcha! I'm kind of playing the piano to a cow. ”

Seeing that Mu Zhonglun seemed to be angry, Mu Django flattered: "You are a great designer, and your aesthetics must be higher than mine, or when you are free, help me redesign." ”

"I don't have time to help you design it."

"If it is determined that Quan Yi is the real murderer, Kexi will definitely live here with me often in the future, and you don't want Kexi to live in this depressing-looking house, right?"

Mu Zhonglun said angrily: "What are you kidding? Why does Corsi stay with you so often? Yours is the worst of the four! ”

Mu Django guessed that he was going to get angry, and hugged Xiao Kexi, who was watching the cartoon, "Does Kexi like to live with me?" ”

The little girl took her attention off the TV and looked at the little pigeon, "What did the little pigeon say just now?" ”

Django repeated the question.

As he expected, Kexi's voice was sweet and soft, and he said happily: "I like it!" ”

"What's the point of that, you asking? Kexi must have said that he liked it. ”

"Originally, it was agreed that you would take care of Kexi for one day and I would take care of Kexi for one day, so Kexi should stay with me at least half of the time."

Mu Zhonglun laughed lightly, "You ask the other two people if they agree?" ”

"Even if Mu Sinian and Mu Yinan are included, and each of them takes turns to take care of Kexi for one day, Kexi will still be in this house with me for a quarter of his sleeping time, right?"

That sounds like the truth.

Mu Zhonglun thought for a while, nodded and said, "Okay, I can help you redesign and decorate this house, but during the renovation period, Kexi will move to my house for a quarter of the time in your house." ”

"No problem, but when Kexi lives in your house, I will live with him."

"Django, you're really clingy."

Mu Jiangge browled his eyebrows and said with a smile: "I just love to stick to Kexi, what's wrong?" ”

He pinched Xiao Kexi's fleshy little face, "Does Kexi like me sticking to you?" ”

Kexi's attention was on My Neighbor Totoro in the cartoon, and he didn't even hear the little pigeon's question clearly and answered a "like" directly.

The little girl's voice was sweet, soft and glutinous.

Django felt that when he was with Koxi, all his troubles seemed to be gone.

It was as if he was only six years old, the same age as Koxi, just as carefree.

Mu Zhonglun puts chicken wings, beer and cola on the coffee table.

Two adults and a child, eating chicken wings, while watching the cartoon "My Neighbor Totoro".

At first, Mu Zhonglun and Mu Jianggo only thought they were accompanying Kexi, but they didn't expect to see the two sisters mistakenly thinking that their mother was very sick and crying when they argued, their hearts also tugged.

In the cartoon, the grandmother said while washing the pot: "Your dad said he was going to stay in the hospital for the night today, right?" Your mom just has a cold, and she'll be back home next Saturday. ”

"That's what I said before, the doctor said that as long as I stayed for a few days, I would be fine, and that time I also said that I had a cold," my sister Satsuki asked excitedly, "What if my mother dies?" ”

The old grandmother advised, "Xiaoyue, don't ...... it"

"If mom dies, then we ......" so sad that she couldn't continue, and Xiaoyue cried.

This scene directly made Mu Django cry.

He thought of his father's appearance before he died, his face was already very bad, but he said that he was fine, just a little cold.

Until one day, my father fainted during a meeting in the company, and he didn't even have time to rescue him, didn't say goodbye to anyone, didn't explain anything, and suddenly left.

Mu Hanwu himself may have expected that the day before he died, he took the initiative to call six people for the first time in his life.

"Are you free? I have something to say to you, Django, can you meet me tomorrow night? ”

"Yes!" Django was in an excited mood and with an expectant heart, he immediately replied, "I'm free." ”

Unexpectedly, my father had an accident in the morning, and left without saying anything. No one knows what Dad is going to say to them......

With great regret and grief suppressed in his heart and nowhere to vent, Django could only work hard to numb himself all these years.

Sadness filled his heart, and Django's tears fell uncontrollably, like a faucet without closing the gates.

By the time Koshi noticed, he was already in tears.

"Why is the little pigeon crying?" Kexi didn't expect him to cry so sadly, stepped on the sofa, and wiped away his tears with his little hands, "Dad said that the TV series is all fake, don't be sad." ”

Mu Django didn't speak, just hugged Koshi, feeling that only by hugging her tightly could the pain in his heart be reduced.

"Don't cry, don't cry." Kossi gently patted the little pigeon's back like a child.

It took a while for Django to recover from his heavy memories and find that tears had wet Koxi's clothes.

It's rare that Mu Zhonglun didn't laugh at Mu Django this time, and deliberately changed the topic, "It's already ten o'clock, but it's time to take a shower, brush your teeth and sleep." ”

"Okay." The girl nodded obediently.

After lulling Xiao Mengbao to sleep, Django returned to the living room and said to Mu Zhonglun, "Later, I will share a room with Kexi, and you will sleep next door." ”

"Why are you in the same room as Corsi?"

"What else? Protect her, of course! ”

Mu Zhonglun sneered, "Even your weak chicken body still protects Kexi? Don't wait for the bad guys to come, you run first. ”

"Damn!" Mu Django said angrily, "Although I can't beat you, compared to ordinary people, I can still win." ”

Mu Zhonglun moved his wrist, "If you win the fight, why don't you just open the window and chase him out when you bump into the murderer that day?" Do you want to take a knife to go around a long way? After all, it's not afraid? ”

(End of chapter)