Mu Tingxiao was taken aback when she heard the words, and then sat down on the chair next to her.
“What happened when I was young?” He seemed to be very interested in the content of Mu Nuannuan’s dream.
Mu Nuannuan nodded, her face gentle: “Well, I dreamt of being very young.”
Then, Mu Nuannuan said in a relaxed tone: “I studied very well when I was young.”
Mu Tingxiao looked up: “Really?”
Mu Nuannuan could feel that Mu Tingxiao was in a bad mood, but he still spoke with her patiently.
Mu Nuannuan looked at him, and suddenly smiled: “I also dreamed about what happened to you in that old street.”
There was a subtle change in Mu Tingxiao’s eyes.
Mu Nuannuan asked him: “Did you really ran away from home that day?”
“Yes.”
“Because of your mother?”
Mu Nuannuan remembered that it was exactly how long it had been since Mu Tingxiao’s mother had the accident.
Although the current Mu Tingxiao seemed to be omnipotent, at that time Mu Tingxiao was only an eleven-year-old child.
The influence of his mother’s affairs on him should be so great that his current character is somewhat different from ordinary people’s paranoia.
The sole was silent, seeming to be considering how to speak.
After a while, he said in a hurry, “It was sad at that time, but then I was comforted by the little girl who said that her mother had treated her so badly.”
A serious joke.
Mu Nuannuan pretended to be angry and stretched out her hand to push him: “Did you talk like that? Don’t think about my mood.”
Mu Tingxiao curled his lips, showing a less obvious smile: “But in fact, I was really comforted by your words.”
If it weren’t for Mu Nuannuan, he probably wouldn’t go back alive that day.
But the psychological pressure he was under was too great to bear.
No one can understand his pain, and no one wants to understand.
At that time, in Mu Nuannuan’s narrative, he concluded that Xiao Chuhe was a mother who did not perform a bit of responsibility.
But Mu Nuannuan was making excuses for Xiao Chuhe.
And his mother protected him till death, if he died like that, he would have failed her mother.
His mother loves him so much.
“I really didn’t think you would keep that pen there. I have forgotten about it. Later, when I saw that pen with you, I didn’t think of it at all.”
Mu Tingxiao squinted at her slightly.
Mu Nuannuan immediately pleased and smiled, and then said: “When I married you for Mu Wanqi, you didn’t even recognize me!”
Mu Tingxiao was silent for a moment, his expression serious.
Mu Nuannuan asked uncertainly: “Isn’t it, you recognized me the first time you saw me?”
“No.” Mu Tingxiao said calmly, “The main reason is that it is too ugly.”
Mu Nuannuan’s face collapsed, and he called his name every word: “Mu Tingxiao!”
Mu Tingxiao held her hand: “You are going to talk about this yourself.”
Mu Nuannuan snorted, her expression unkind: “Then your taste is quite heavy, and you can even kiss me with that’too ugly’ face.”
Mu Tingxiao did not refute, leaning forward, “Is that right?”
You have to kiss yourself.
At this time, the door of the lounge was gently pushed open, making a slight “creak” sound.
Mu Tingxiao paused slightly, straightened up and looked back at the door.
It was a bit awkward when I opened the door and came in.
He touched himself and nodded slightly: “Young Master, Young Lady’s examination results have come out.”
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