She knew that the bowl of Meng Po soup was not for Li Zimu to drink, but that the hell catastrophe came too timely, and all this had nothing to do with Li Zimu's past and present lives, so she was ignored by Li Zimu, and was therefore suspicious by Yi Qingxuan.

"Besides, you have to know that everything is not what you want, and how can it all be counted on you, if you are not a saint or a sage, and you have already been punished more severely, don't embarrass yourself, you know?"

Looking at the little man full of grief in his arms, Yi Qingxuan tirelessly comforted him with soft words over and over again.

Maybe she was really too attentive, maybe her voice was too soft and warm, or maybe Li Zimu just wanted to vent her heart that she had suppressed for too long, and no matter why, he was really much more peaceful at this moment.

He couldn't help but think of a movie he had seen in his previous life, a movie that he had deliberately avoided for many years, and although he avoided it, he remembered the song in it very clearly.

"Mother, I want to sing a song for you, is it okay?" Li Zimu said very slowly, and even in the end, his tone couldn't help but start trembling.

Originally, he didn't care, but now, he was a little scared, he was afraid that he would favor one over the other, he was even more afraid that his mother was too thoughtful, he felt that he seemed too casual today, so he couldn't help but start to be afraid.

Scared?

Perhaps, from the beginning of the choice to be a cold observer and not ask about the world, it has risen. It's just that he didn't care at all at that time, after all, he didn't care about this at that time, and he didn't think that he would apologize unconsciously.

Emotions are sometimes so inexplicable, when you don't care, no matter how the other party is, you won't have the slightest feeling, but once you get used to nostalgia, you will be involuntarily afraid, afraid a lot, and more so that people like Xiao Zimu are as cold and hard as they slowly want to grasp it.

"Okay, okay! My Mu'er is going to sing to my mother, my mother is really happy!

Yi Qingxuan had been whispering comfort in Xiao Zimu's ear, and when he suddenly heard Xiao Zimu's words, he was a little distracted. However, looking at the longing and worry in her son's eyes, her heart was very warm, because she knew that from today on, her son and herself would never be strangers again.

"There is only a mother in the world, and a mother's child is like a treasure, thrown into the arms of his mother, and he can't enjoy happiness. There is only a mother in the world, and a child without a mother is like a grass, leaving the arms of his mother, where can he find happiness......"

The crisp children's voice slowly became low and sad, looking at the child who was flowing with tears on the seemingly calm little face from beginning to end, unconsciously, Yi Qingxuan's tears were like beads with broken threads, and the particles fell and sank into this endless blue and clear stream.

It's just that this scene is so soft that no one has broken such a scene after a long time.

Yi Qingxuan's face has always had a faint smile, only she knows how turbulent and reluctant her heart is.

Yes, reluctantly.

Although Xiao Zimu has not deliberately distanced themselves from each other over the years, she can clearly feel that the gap between mother and son seems to never be overcome. What she saw was something she had been looking forward to for a long time, because at such a moment she saw her child open to herself.

However, those stories, those sufferings, such judgments, and the countless years of entanglement and struggle with Xiao Zimu made her heart no longer peaceful.

It's happy, after all, his son has finally opened up to himself, isn't he?

Just looking at his cautious appearance, she couldn't help but feel aggrieved. 'Could it be that in the eyes of her son, her mother is a mother who is easy to be jealous and likes to compete for favor?'

But there is joy in the grievances, she can feel that her son's caution is because he cares about himself! Whether she can compare to that 'mother' or not, but this at least proves that she is becoming more and more important in her son's heart, isn't it?

However, whether it was grievance or joy, it eventually turned into deep love and pity.

He is still so young, but he has to bear so much, which is a mother's unwillingness and complaint.

She is unwilling to be herself, as a mother, she can't shelter her young son from the wind and rain, how unfair it is, and to let such a young son carry such a big shackle and live alone, she feels even more useless.

And behind her, Yao Jia, who was always silly and sweet, had already covered her mouth to prevent herself from crying.

She had long seen the lingering guilt in the eyes of the little boy deep into the bone marrow, but she didn't really understand how bitter the little boy's heart was until today.

She was also very touched by those stories, such as the father who worked hard to make money to protect his son from the wind and rain, such as the mother who had no regrets for her son, and the grandparents who gritted their teeth but insisted on living even though they were about to die, just to take care of their grandson, as well as the brother and the sister who loved him.

It's just that he is just cowardly, and he is not a big traitor, so why should he be punished so heavily? Especially his own little son, he has to bear the burden of his previous life since he was born because he has a powerful divine soul, which is a bit too vicious.

Just as Yi Qingxuan thought and thought, in the 1,800-year hell life, there are a few souls that can bear it, and the painful torture that has been spent day and night is really not worth the mistakes made in those forty years because of cowardice.

Therefore, she was very sad and wanted to cry sadly, but in the end she could only bite her lip hard and cover it tightly with both hands, not because she didn't want to cry freely, but because she couldn't bear to interrupt the sad and lonely song, and let it flow slowly in this wide and panicked night sky.

Luo Xun also cried, although it was just an expressionless face and let the tears fly wantonly.

She couldn't accept that she was fragile this day, but looking at the little boy in front of her, her heart hurt for some reason.

She liked his sunny smile, and she liked his occasional evil smile, but it wasn't until this moment that she finally understood the true meaning behind the gloomy soul.

She always felt that little Mu'er could not help but be sentimental and sad only occasionally, but on such a night, she understood his story, and she also understood the simple and popular songs. And she would unconsciously wonder what kind of song would he leave for his father, his grandparents, or his brother, or that woman?

I can't think of it, but I am very relieved, such a night, accompanied by the cool but sad singing, slowly went to the deepest part.

Finally, many people changed this night.

Li Zimu has changed, but no one knows what he will become. Maybe you are still struggling to live, or you may bury everything, and live with your heart, in order to love yourself and the people you love.

Yao Jia has changed, she has become more distressed and cares more about her little son, she feels that he is too pitiful, especially the 1,080 years of tribulation. Finally, when I think about it inadvertently, I can't help but cry. And she also understands better why he is so desperate, he worships, he is distressed, and he follows without hesitation.

Of course, saying that she has changed is actually equivalent to not changing, after all, she is a relatively simple and blank child, maybe she will never know how to love, but she will always follow that person and never give up.

Luo Xun has really changed, there is no concealment, no dissatisfaction, more distress, she never thought that he would be a person who has experienced so much, but she also knows that those things are true.

His divine sense is so powerful, this has always been incomprehensible to Luo Xun, but after so many years of eighteen-layer hell trials, if he is not scattered, is it so powerful and unexpected?

She also knew that in fact, Xiao Zimu, like herself, didn't know how to express her emotions, perhaps because of the experience in her previous life, which made him feel more ashamed and suppressed, so she finally deeply realized the sadness and avoidance behind the changeable personality and like to play tricks.

Finally, she was relieved, and she cared more about this man, because she knew better than anyone that the love behind this man's coldness was as deep as the sea.

Yes, in her eyes, Li Zimu is no longer a child, but she will still be like this, because she wants to tell the other party more firmly that I chose you!

Yi Qingxuan has also changed, her heart has become resolute, she doesn't care so much about her own injuries, she shrinks herself, and chooses to grit her teeth and stand up, even if she can't hold up a piece of the sky for her kid Mu, she has to stand with him and walk bravely. Especially after signing a contract with a sloth, she has a vague feeling that she should be able to find a new path of her own.

Li Haoran has also changed, he has become distracted, and he is no longer as calm as before. The insult of the third brother, his son didn't know whether it was intentional or unintentional help, so he didn't know what to do.

He felt that his son was too much, after all, he was his father, how could he say that about himself. But he couldn't get angry, after all, if it weren't for his son, he would probably be a joke now.

Thinking about it, he complained a little about his wife.

It's just that this seemingly inadvertent estrangement will slowly amplify in the long years to come, and the final result is almost a discord between father and son and husband and wife.

Li Tiewolf also changed, dissatisfaction rose in his heart, he felt that the second son was too useless, if he wasn't used to it, how could the boy Mu become like this, he felt that the boy Mu was too ignorant, didn't he know that the elders and young were orderly? It was really disappointing to dare to contradict the third uncle like this.

It's just that Li Haoxin made him a little upset, he wanted to be angry, and he felt that he was pitiful enough, but he let it go like this, and he felt that this son hated iron and steel too much, and for a while, his thoughts were uneasy.

Li Haoxin has also changed, he feels that today is his most shameful day, and he doesn't remember it at all, as if he was humiliating himself.

He hated Li Zimu for not understanding the world, let alone being inferior to the elderly, he was so presumptuous, for that waste Li Haoran, why did he dare to be so arrogant. He also blamed his father, so how could he punish himself so indiscriminately? It was not he who was wrong.

And the biggest change is Li Balong, because after this incident, he is really calm.