Marriage is not out of date: the president's wife is polite

"I'm worried about you, so I came to see you specially."

Shrugging his shoulders, Ya moved a rattan chair and sat in front of Mu Wan'an. He looked at Jia Shu who was hiding beside Mu Wan'an with disgust:
"You make it look like I'm bullying you, really..."

"He's still a child! Why are you scaring him so much?"

Frowning, Mu Wan'an kicked him, "Quickly tell me, what are you doing here?"

"Didn't I tell you everything? I came here only because I was worried about you. When you encounter such a thing during the day, I think you are not in the right mood, so come here."

"What could be wrong with me? It's just a man."

Even though I said that, I felt a little uncomfortable in my heart, Mu Wan'an stroked Jiashu's back, "I don't have to insist on him, he is already married and divorced, I don't think so hard .”

"Really so free and easy?"

He bullied him over, and the distance between the two of them instantly became extremely close. Mu Wan'an couldn't help but hold her breath, and she could even see the lines in his pupils clearly.

"What are you doing all of a sudden?"

She felt that it was not good to be so close, and quickly pushed him away. She huddled up on the couch, staring at him guardedly:
"Compared to me, you are the worst, right? I haven't done anything yet..."

"As long as you can bear it."

Sitting back on the seat again, under the vast starry sky, Ya's eyes were shining brightly, as if he had filled the galaxy full. He walked to the outer edge of the balcony, but suddenly told his story:
"Although Shen Yu and I received the 'snakehead' training together, I was able to grow into what I am today, but my hometown is actually Thailand."

It is a poverty-stricken place full of humidity, drugs, chaos, and desires. It is notorious. Dirty transactions and bloodshed between the hills occur all the time. Due to the terrain, the government cannot effectively manage it. , can only let it go.

The hot and rainy climate at the foot of the subtropical mountains, the soft soil that sticks to the skin when walking barefoot, and the unavoidable snakes, rats, insects and ants are all his impressions of this mountain village that can't be farther back in his memory.

The old people who stayed in the village turned their backs to the loess and guarded the poppies planted on the hillside day after day, while the young men followed different leaders to join the armed tribe.

The fragrant poppies that can confuse the mind did not allow the villagers who worked for it all their lives or even gave their lives to get the rich life they deserved. On the contrary, the more they planted, the poorer they became.

The only beneficiaries are the generals who control the area and have armed forces. This is a real lawless place.

"My grandmother heard that Europe is a place of freedom and equality, where children don't have to be like those in the village, who have to be ordered to work hard for the generals at a very young age. So when she was about to lose her body, she begged The captain of a stowaway took me to Europe."

Speaking of the past, Ya had a look of confusion and self-deprecation on her face, "I came to Europe and passed the police's attention, but I didn't have any skills to make a living. A child, how can I survive? I rummaged through the trash can When I was looking for food, I was taken back to the organization... In the end, it was all good luck. My grandmother thought that I could get rid of the fate of fighting, killing and bleeding. In the end, I returned to what I should have in life. on track."

"..."

She never thought that Ya had a past of her own. She used to think that he was a child adopted and trained by the "snake head". The hand that secretly controls everything seems to have arranged his end for everyone.

"However, compared to those children who can only stay in the Golden Triangle for the rest of their lives, I already feel very lucky."

As he spoke, he glanced at one big and one small who were listening intently. Although his words were still so flat, he showed a rare gentle smile:
"Little ghost, you are already very lucky. You met a good person, and she will bring you a completely different life."

"In a sense, you don't have a very different life, do you?"

She stretched out her hand to hold his. On a summer night, his hand was filled with a burning warmth. He was stunned by her actions, and then couldn't help laughing:
"What you said seems to make sense, because your brother, Shen Yu, and I also have a... brand new life. This will be all right, it's all good now."

Tonight's Ya gave her a strange feeling. Mu Wan'an was a little puzzled. She let go of his hand, leaned over and touched his forehead, and tried her body temperature again. She said with a puzzled look:
"You don't have a fever, why do you keep saying something strange?"

"Cut! I'm dedicating my pain to make you happy!"

Opening her hand impatiently, Ya couldn't help but stare at her: "If it weren't for seeing that you are not in a good mood, I wouldn't want to tell you these things!"

"Where am I in a bad mood?"

After being made such a fuss by him, the previous depression seemed to be swept away. Mu Wan'an lay back on her couch. She could see a vast galaxy exuding a faint purple light. The time also seems insignificant:
"Actually, I know you want to make me happy. When Song Bingjue said these words to me, I felt like the sky was falling. He... probably his attitude towards me before made me misunderstand that he really loved me. I, or rather, all of this is my own sentimental illusion."

Seeing what Yayu said, she raised a finger at him and shook it, signaling him not to say anything, and then sighed long, with disappointment in her eyes but not depressed:
"After I came back, I gradually figured out how many people in this world would truly love another person? I am an adult and have experienced a marriage that was not very successful. I should wake up."

As she said that, she turned her head to look at him, her eyes were as clear as a mirror, "Just like now, you will come to persuade me, partly because of the friendship between you and me, and partly because of my brother. These reasons , how could I not know?"

"You speak too pessimistically."

Her tone was too negative, which was not a good signal. Although Ya hoped that she could let go of Song Bingjue, it definitely didn't mean that she would "break the love of the world" from now on. After thinking about it, she said:
"Sima Xiangru and Zhuo Wenjun, Liang Shanbo and Zhu Yingtai, aren't they all good examples? There is a poem in China: 'I wish to have one heart and one mind, and the white head will not be separated.' Isn't it just praising Sima Xiangru and Zhuo Wen Jun's love? Take your time, you will always meet."

"This is just the beautiful vision of women in the world. Where is the real praise?"

Shaking her head with a smile, Mu Wan'an couldn't help laughing at his half-handed China. After speaking, she felt that Ya was really interesting, so she looked at him with a smile:
"I see that you have a different yearning for love. Do you have someone you like? If you do, you must tell me so that I can stay away from you, so as not to be misunderstood."

"Where is the person you mentioned... There are tasks in the organization every day! Where is the time to think about this?"

Her gossiping smile made his scalp tingle, and it was even scarier than Shen Yu. He suppressed the urge to run away, and glanced at Jiashu who was snuggling up next to Mu Wan'an. In an instant, he regained his confidence, and he said with a smile that was not a smile:

"Aren't you afraid of bringing Jia Shu down by saying this in front of your children? Mu, ah, aunt?"

It was only then that she realized what she had said in front of Jiashu. Mu Wan'an's face flushed red, and she became angry from embarrassment. She kicked Ya and covered Jiashu's ears:
"Don't you know to remind me earlier? Jiashu is still young!"

"Is this my fault too?"

One dodged away, fearing that she would continue to grab her, Ya ran out nimbly, and before leaving, she still poked her head in:

"Jia Shu! It's time to go to bed! Don't you go to bed? Be careful I'll throw you out!"

"What are you scaring the child for?!"

Really!Still uneasy after leaving, Mu Wan'an said to Jia Shu:
"You don't have to take his words to heart, he just likes to scare people!"

"Ok!"

Nodding heavily, Jia Shu looked at the direction in which Ya left, and then at Mu Wan'an. His fair little face had a dignified look that didn't match his age:

"I will definitely study hard, and I will become a very strong person in the future, and I will never let those who make you sad bully you again!"

"...you, you!"

It seems that the conversation just now had a certain impact on this precocious child. Mu Wan'an nodded his delicate nose with a gentle expression:
"Kids, don't think so much. I'm already an adult, and I won't let others bully me. Well, it's time to go to bed. If a child doesn't sleep well, he won't grow taller!"

He took Jiashu to his room, watched him go to bed and cover the quilt, Mu Wanan was about to leave, when a small hand stretched out from under the quilt to hold hers, she looked back, Jiashu's His eyes were closed tightly, but his hands trembled slightly.

Do you feel uneasy because you have come to a new environment?

With pity in her heart, she sat down next to his pillow, patted the quilt lightly, and soon heard the sound of his soundly sleeping breathing.

She tucked the quilt for him again. She had done this action countless times for Xiao Si. Xiao Si didn't sleep well, and always fell asleep and put the quilt to the side. Cover him with a quilt.

The intentions towards Xiao Si in the past were not for Song Bingjue, so it doesn't seem to be a big deal to be said a few words. I just hope that someone can take good care of that child in the future...

Putting away her worries, Mu Wanan walked out of the room softly and slowly, and turned off the light in the room.