Fast Time Travel: The Villain's First Love

Chapter 4 The illegitimate son of a wealthy family (3)
In addition to recovering from injuries in the hospital for more than ten days, Mu Zhili asked some bits and pieces from Mu Zhisheng's mouth, and also got a general understanding of the situation. In one sentence, she committed suicide because of that man that day, a man who didn't love her up.

Really stupid, Mu Zhili looked at the scabbed wound on his wrist, and said in his heart, to commit suicide for a man, this life is so worthless.

Although the wound on this wrist is not deep, it is certain to leave some scars.She put on the watch Mu Mu bought for her, which just covered the wound.

With the doctor's approval to be discharged from the hospital, the most excited is not Mu Zhili, but Mu Zhisheng who shows up every two days.

The door of the hospital.

Mu Zhisheng opened the back door of the car, put his hands on his abdomen and bent his waist slightly, "Dear sister, please."

Mu Zhili stood there without moving, and didn't know which foot to take. Seeing Mu Mu going up, he got into the car like Mu Mu, sitting in the back seat with his knees together, like a well-behaved and obedient elementary school student .

Feng Meizhen patted the back of her hand to appease her uneasiness, and said worriedly, "If you feel uncomfortable, tell Mom, and Mom will stay with you in the hospital for a few more days."

The co-pilot sat on Mu Zhisheng and rolled his eyes, "Mom, you didn't hear from the doctor that the injury on my sister's hand is already healed, so you can just take care of it at home, why do you have to go to the hospital, besides, I'll come and see her How troublesome it is to run back and forth.”

Mother Mu looked at Mu Zhili with distress. The injury on her hand was healed, but the memory hadn't come back yet, but because Mu Zhili was in front of her, she couldn't say it clearly, she could only agree, "That's true, it's really not convenient at home. , If you can't eat well and sleep well in the hospital, it's better to rest at home, I see that your sister has lost a lot of weight these days, let Zhang Ma make some delicious food when she gets home, and make up for it."

Mu Zhili lowered her head and circled her wrists. Although the hospital smelled bad, she ate well and slept well. Before she was discharged from the hospital, she took a look in the mirror and compared it to the first day she remembered. , the face seems to be a little bit rounder.

Mu Zhisheng groaned, "Which eye of yours sees her getting thinner? Sleep when you're full, and eat when you're full. The life of a god is obviously fat, okay?"

Knowing that girls value her figure the most, especially Mu Zhili, in order to maintain her weight, she controls her appetite every time, eating like a cat, Feng Meizhen immediately gave him a look and said, "Shut up, you."

Mu Zhisheng muttered in a low voice, "It was originally, so let's not tell anyone."

Listening to the conversation between the two, the uneasiness in her heart gradually dissipated. Mu Zhili lay on the car window and watched the flying scenery outside, feeling a little dazed. All of this was still too unfamiliar to her.

Strange enough, there is a kind of...

The feeling that she doesn't belong in this world.

When we arrived at Mu's courtyard, as soon as the car stopped, Mu Zhisheng got out of the car first, sniffed his sleeves, and frowned in distaste, "Every time I go to the hospital, it smells like this. Let my sister go to her room, I'll take a shower."

"Go, go." Mu Mu didn't even lift her head, and after she finished speaking, she took Mu Zhili's hand kindly, "Go, I'll show you to your room."

Mu Zhili nodded, followed her into the luxuriously decorated living room, and went to the second floor along the spiral staircase.

Liang Meizhen opened the door, covered by the heavy curtains, the room was a bit dark, a scent of perfume wafted into her nostrils, Mu Zhili's nose fluttered, it was a very familiar smell.

"Do you have any impression?" Mother Mu looked at her expectantly, only hoping that she would nod.

Mu Zhili looked at the room and shook her head. Why are they all pink? It hurts her eyes. Can she apply for a different color?
Feng Meizhen sighed in disappointment, stepped forward and opened the lotus root pink curtains, and the sunlight streamed in, brightening the room, making it even more lovely and tender, full of girlishness.

As Mother Mu opened the window, the air circulated, and the smell of the perfume became lighter.

Mu Zhili took a few steps forward, stood still in front of the dressing table, and passed his fingers over the bottles and cans on the table. Every thing was placed in this way, but it seemed to be like this. Neither is right.

Just like every time she looks at the person in the mirror, strange and familiar...

(End of this chapter)