Transmigration Book [Transmigration Book]

Saying that, Mu Luo took a small step forward, whispering in a voice that only two people could hear.

"Going abroad is your own decision, and you didn't object to me following you. It's your own decision to keep a distance from Shen Han and cut off contact, what? Am I a trash can? I regret my decision, and kick it if I'm in a bad mood My two feet?"

"Mupengze, you are so stupid, go away, before I call the security guard."

After finishing speaking, Mu Luo turned and left, with a crystal tear in his eyes for some reason.

People around were looking at Mu Pengze strangely, he had no choice but to leave.

Just like that, she was kicked out of the wedding without making a sound, and before leaving, she could only see the unrelenting curve of Mu Luo's mouth, which turned into a sarcasm.

Taking a deep breath, Mu Pengze suppressed the tears in his eyes.

Mu Luo is right, all of this is his own decision, who is to blame?

'jingling~'

[I asked you if you want a photo, but you didn't reply, so I had to send you a photo of Shen Han's pregnancy first, so as to make you look good, so as not to be too surprised when we meet tomorrow ~ [Picture] How about it?Do you have the urge to go back to China right away? ——Zhang Jie]

Mu Pengze was taken aback, and subconsciously clicked on the photo.

Looking at the background, it should be captured in the lobby on the first floor of Sedum.Shen Han caressed his protruding belly, with a tender and kind expression on his face. He remembered that expression, which he always saw on his mother's face.And Shen Han just sat on the sofa like that. Compared with when he left, his hair is a little longer, his skin is a little whiter, and his face is a little more fleshy. It looks like he has been taken care of very well.Especially the reflective effect of taking pictures against the glass in the photo made Shen Han look like a pregnant angel.

Gentleness, peace, beauty, kindness...etc, etc., as if to put all the praise words on this person before giving up.

Compared with when he left, Shen Han looked gentler and...happier.

Mu Pengze stared blankly at the photos on his phone, and after a while, he stretched out his hand to save them solemnly, put the phone back in his pocket, looked up at the strange faces in front of him, and smiled wearily.

What would it have been like if he hadn't chosen to act impulsively and leave Hua Guo, Jing Tian, ​​and Shen Han.

After thinking about it, Mu Pengze found that he couldn't think of anything.

Because there is no if.

Taking out his phone again, Mu Pengze edited a text message.

[Sister Zhang, do you know Shen Han's current mobile phone number? ——Muppenze]

[This, 137XXXXXXXX, what's the matter, don't you have it? @You two haven't been in touch? ——Zhang Jie]

【...no time - Mu Pengze】

After replying to Zhang Jie, Mu Pengze looked at the brand-new phone number on his phone, pursed his lips, and wavered his fingers, but he still didn't have the courage to click on the call and chose a text message.

Then there was half an hour of entanglement, not knowing what to edit, no matter what kind of intimate or polite words, he always felt that something was wrong.

Finally—[Congratulations]

There were only two simple words, but Mu Pengze breathed a sigh of relief.

Congratulations on getting rid of me, a failed man in time; congratulations on re-realizing your most correct choice; congratulations on catching what you want in time; congratulations on having a crystallization of your own love; congratulations on... very happy.

Mu Pengze now thinks about those young and frivolous people back then, so he can only stretch his waist with a forced smile, and sigh when he was young. Although he is not old now, he has received enough setbacks this year .

'jingling jingling~'

When the phone rang, Mu Pengze was stunned for a moment, his eyes suddenly lit up, he wanted to take out the phone but hesitated a bit, and finally closed his eyes and connected it when the ring was about to hang up.

"We, hello?"

"Peng Ze?"

The other end of the phone was not the elegant male voice he imagined, but an old female voice.That was also the voice Mu Pengze was most familiar with.

"...Mom?" Mu Pengze was stunned. How could his mother call him on his own initiative?

"Son, your dad and I are at the airport now, and we're going to see you!" There was undisguised joy in the old voice, but Mu Pengze's eyes suddenly ached.

"...Mom, aren't you and dad not in good health, the doctor won't let you take the plane?"

"If you don't let me sit, I have to sit. I want to see you. You won't come back, so we have to go~ I haven't seen it for more than a year, so I don't feel relieved."

……mom.Mu Pengze cried out silently from the bottom of his heart, but he still couldn't hold back his tears, and his nasal cavity was sour, and flowed down.

None of the people around cared about a man in shabby clothes crying on the street, they all hurriedly went to do their own business.

In a strange city, on a strange street, a young man was crying like a child, making promises one after another. The nagging that made him feel bored in the past warmed his weather-beaten heart at this moment.

Although the face was full of tears, it was smiling.

No matter when, parents are always a safe haven that can be relied on unconditionally.

"I know, Mom..."

"Well, you guys are here and I'll book a hotel for you."

"Don't worry, I'm fine, your son..."

"Where did I go last time? You and Dad are here and I'll take you to see it!"

"...Mom, thank you."