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Chapter 1053 Familiar Recipe
Inside the house.
Mu Qingyan and Bai Cha looked at each other, and Mu Qingyan subconsciously ran towards the window.
Unexpectedly, Bai Cha grabbed the corner of her clothes at some point, causing her to stumble and almost fall to the ground.
Mu Qingyan was panicked, and Bai Cha was also panicked when he heard that the person coming was his brother-in-law.
She grabbed hold of Mu Qingyan to prevent her from leaving. She got off the bed and whispered, "You, you, you my mind is very messed up right now and I'm not ready yet. I have to sort it out. You should be yourself first."
As she said that, she entered the bathroom with bare feet as if to escape.
The moment Bai Cha hid in the bathroom, Mo Yuchen opened the door and came in.
He looked at the person standing beside the bed with cold eyes, and then his eyes moved down, landing on her loose black sweatshirt and black jeans.
Their eyes met, Mu Qingyan stared at him, her hands trembling slightly.
It had only been a short period of time since the last time they met, but she felt like she hadn't seen him for a long time.
In the past two years, she would always come back quietly to see him and Tongtong.
Sometimes I stay outside the courtyard, sometimes outside the g.k building. It¡¯s entirely up to luck to get a glimpse of him.
If you¡¯re lucky, you¡¯ll have to wait one night to see it, but if you¡¯re not lucky, you¡¯ll have to wait several days.
Every time she glanced at him from a distance, she immediately went to the airport and got on the plane back to continent A after reading it. She was afraid that if she was not careful, the rational string in her mind would collapse and she would appear in front of him.
Even in the bar last time, she was dodgy and evasive, not daring to look at him directly. Now was the first time in the past two years that she had an honest opportunity to look at him so close and directly.
Mu Qingyan wanted to say something to him, but didn't know what to say.
She suppressed her racing heartbeat, noticed his gaze, looked down at her clothes for going out, and then thought of Bai Cha's hospital gown, her heart skipped a beat.
During the gap, Mo Yuchen was already walking towards her.
Mu Qingyan had an idea, she quickly lowered her head and pretended to change her slippers, then raised her head to look at the man who had already walked up to her, and said innocently: "I'm hungry, I want to go out to eat."
Then, she grabbed his sleeve, eager to get him out of here, her mind was spinning quickly and she said, "I'm almost deteriorating from lying here, can you go out for a walk with me?"
Mo Yuchen looked at her, a look of surprise and scrutiny flashed deep in his eyes.
The air was a little quieter. He opened his lips and said in a low voice, "Aren't you hungry? Let's eat first. What do you want to eat?"
In an instant, many delicious foods flashed through Mu Qingyan's mind, many of which were made by the chefs in the courtyard. But she kept in mind that she was now an "amnesia" patient, cleared her throat, and made a swallowing motion. Shaking his head: "I don't know, help me think about it."
Mo Yuchen raised his hand and looked at the time. It was five-thirty in the morning, "Go home and let the cook at home cook for you."
This answer was exactly what she wanted.
Her eyes lit up slightly and she nodded slightly, trying to make herself look less happy.
Mo Yuchen held her hand, and when he left, his eyes seemed to be wandering, and he glanced in the direction of the bathroom.
Sitting in the car, Mu Qingyan sat upright and secretly looked at the man next to her. She originally wanted to take a good look at him, but she accidentally made eye contact with him four out of five times. In the end, she simply lowered her head. Stop looking at him.
However, recalling the way he looked at her just now, she was a little unsure of what he was thinking.
After a long time, she dug her nails into her hands and whispered, "I'm sorry."
He looked at her, his eyes moving from her complex expression to her restless fingers, then settled down and leaned back lazily: "What should I say?"
"I don't remember anything now. I didn't forget you on purpose. I'm sorry." She glanced at him cautiously, her aura a little depressed.
The reason was false, but the apology was sincere.
Mo Yuchen smoothed the wrinkles on his clothes and said with a bit of nonchalance, "It doesn't matter, I just tell you."
Mu Qingyan nodded.
Immediately, he raised his eyes, gave her a meaningful look, and continued: "Aren't you curious?"
"Huh?" Mu Qingyan looked at him stupidly and blinked after hearing this confusing question.
He slowly tilted his upper body to get closer to her, staring into her eyes without blinking. His voice was magnetic and hoarse in the cramped space, and when it reached her ears, it was inexplicably a little hooky.means ?.
"I thought you would ask me about some things between us, how it started, how we got together, how we got marriedAren't you curious about these?"
Mu Qingyan opened her mouth and gave a stiff smile: "I, I was just about to ask. How did we get together? How long have we been married?"
Mo Yuchen straightened up and said slowly: "You met me when you were in the third year of high school. You insisted on being with me and threatened to die, and then we got together. The child got on the bus first and then got the ticket. Tong We got married when Hitomi was four years old, and we¡¯ve been married for two years now.¡±
Mu Qingyan¡¯s temples twitched, and she faintly ground her back molars.
This familiar recipe
¡°¡I¡¯m stalking you?¡±
Are you threatening death?
He raised his eyes and said in a rising tone: "Don't believe it?"
She smiled: "believe it."
"Is there anything else you want to know?"
"Don't worry, you can tell me slowly in the future."
She has to tell her twin sister that just listen to the memories this man told, but don¡¯t believe them!
While talking, the car had already arrived at the courtyard.
Mu Qingyan looked at the familiar building outside, with a bit of attachment in her eyes.
She turned her head and asked expectantly: "Is Tongtong at home?"
"exist."
When she heard the affirmative answer, she slightly curved her lips.
In the living room, Tongtong was holding a very thick medical book and reading it. He heard movement at the door. He didn't react at first, but the next second he heard his mother's voice, he straightened up. Throwing away the book on his lap, he jumped off the sofa and trotted towards the door.
As soon as Mu Qingyan entered the door, her legs were hugged by Tongtong.
She suddenly felt so soft-hearted, she knelt down and looked at her baby son lovingly, and touched the top of his head, "Why are you running so fast? What should I do if I fall?"
Mo Zhitong looked at her mother in surprise, feeling that she was different from yesterday.
He put his two little hands around her neck and leaned into her arms dependently.
Mu Qingyan habitually picked up her son and walked towards the sofa, not noticing that the man behind her was staring at her.
Sitting on the sofa, she noticed the heavy book that had fallen aside, picked it up, and after seeing the brain structure diagrams inside, she exclaimed: "Are you starting to read this kind of book now?"
Mo Zhitong nodded his head, then pointed to a place on a brain structure diagram: "This is where your previous blood clot was, and it has dispersed now."
Mu Qingyan glanced at her son with admiration and praised: "Great, so smart."
However, Mo Zhitong did not become happy because of his mother's praise. He had a serious face and stared down at the words in the book. He shook his head a little lonely: "But I am not good at studying."
After finishing speaking, he glanced at his mother secretly and whispered: "I always feel that damage to this place should not cause amnesia."
"Huh?" Mu Qingyan felt guilty.
Mo Zhitong closed the book and held it in his arms. He seemed to be getting more and more courageous the more frustrated he became. He said in a serious and firm voice: "It doesn't matter, I will study it carefully again."
"Actually, it doesn't matter if you don't study. I'm already awake. It's not a big problem. Don't tire yourself." Mu Qingyan hinted. When she met her son's confused and confused eyes, she cleared her throat and continued: "That's right. People look forward. Compared with physical health, memory is not so important."
"Didn't you say yesterday that you were scared if you didn't remember anything?" The man interrupted the mother and son's chat with a sudden comment. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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