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After a happy meal, Wen Cheng talked happily with her father and mother. From time to time, she pointed at Mu Qingyang with her sword. Mu Qingyue didn't talk to Wencheng much after her parents jointly criticized and added that the food was too delicious.

During the meal, Wen Cheng and Father Mu chatted very happily. Father Mu said that he would play a game of chess with Wen Cheng after eating the cake. For this reason, he chose his favorite tea and cooked it in a pot sent by Wen Cheng. with.

During the conversation, the shepherd father and mother already regarded Wencheng as one of their own, and Mu Qingyue watched Wencheng quietly infiltrate into their home with cold eyes, and deliberately did not think about how bloody it would be to wait for his parents to break these relationships with their own hands.

The cake was cut by Mu Qingyang, and every piece was cut flat and complete. Mu Qingyue was so active that she even ate two pieces. For this reason, Mu Mu couldn't help giving him a strange look, "You said that a person eats so much, how can you still be old?" What about fat?"

"Grow your body." Mu Qingyue took the time to reply from the cake room.

"Just now I can change the horizontal to vertical and let him eat it." Father Mu and Wen Cheng chatted happily, and they couldn't help but talk a little bit more. I have a stomach."

"Hey," Mu Qingyue disdainfully said, "If you look like me, even if you have a stomach, people will chase you."

The shepherd mother smiled, and gave Mu Qingyue a slap: "Your brother Cheng didn't say anything like that, and you are proud of you."

"Mom!" Mother Mu's slap almost smashed Mu Qingyue's face into the cake, Mu Qingyue said angrily, "Can you correct your habit of not being able to get started!"

The shepherd mother made a gesture to fight again, but Mu Qingyue quickly ran to the side like a little rabbit, which actually made the shepherd mother laugh. Mu Qingyang ate the cake in a low-key manner, and Wencheng was setting up a chessboard. Moon's face is suffocating.

The cake went from complete to incomplete. Wen Cheng and Father Mu played game after game of chess. The tea gradually turned cold. Mu Qingyang, who was sitting next to her and chatted with Mother Mu, yawned a little, "Almost nothing, I'm sleepy." gone."

Wen Cheng heard this and glanced at him.

Those who haven't slept last night are still in good spirits, but those who have slept for several hours always feel sleepy.

The pastor reacted very quickly and said: "Go to the room and sleep when you are sleepy. I won't go back with you in Wencheng today. You have to have fun with me."

"That's right, that's right," the shepherd mother agreed, "Let Chengcheng sleep with you, it's late anyway, why go home?"

Mu Qingyue took a hard bite from the fork of the cake, stared at the TV and said, "Anything is fine, keep your voice down, don't disturb me."

Mu Qingyang, who had already got up, stood still next to Mu Qingyue, and vigorously licked Mu Qingyue's hair with his hands.

Just as Mu Qingyue was about to explode, someone rang the doorbell three times.The whole family was silent, and the herdsman took the first look at the clock and muttered, "Why would someone come to the door after eleven o'clock? Yangyang, go and see."

"En." Mu Qingyang's laziness disappeared, and his expression became tense.He glanced at Wen Cheng, and Wen Cheng was also looking at him, probably because his expression was too stiff, and Wen Cheng's expression was not relaxed, so he stood up and said first, "Let me do it."

"No need," Mu Qingyang tried his best to smile, "You sit down." This tone was almost commanding.

Before Wen Cheng could reply, Mu Qingyang strode to the door and opened it. Seeing the person at the door, Mu Qingyang was slightly surprised.In front of the door was a seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy whom Mu Qingyang knew.This boy is a sophomore in high school this year, lives upstairs in their house, and attends various cram schools during the summer vacation, and usually arrives home after eleven o'clock.

Seeing Mu Qingyang, the boy felt a little embarrassed, "Brother Mu."

"Well," Mu Qingyang responded, "Why knock on the door at this time?"

"It's just..." the boy said as he took out a book wrapped in pink love leather paper from his schoolbag, "Just now a man at the stairs asked me to give this to you."

The boy's movements were a little slow, and the herdsmen didn't know what was going on at home, so the shepherd mother raised her voice and asked, "Who is it, what's the matter?"

"It's nothing." Mu Qingyang responded to Mumu, but did not take his eyes off the pink book. "Someone sent something."

"Then, that's it." The boy was a little apprehensive, "I'll go first, Brother Mu."

Mu Qingyang let out an "um" from his throat, and the young man ran upstairs with relief, and Mu Qingyang slowly closed the door.

Seeing this packaging, Mu Qingyang knew it was Liang Jie's masterpiece.

What's inside?

like a book.

Mu Qingyang thought of Liang Jie's sweet "Happy Birthday" and couldn't help but clenched the back of the book so that his fingertips turned blue.

"What is it?" The shepherd's mother came forward curiously, took the gift from Mu Qingyang, flipped through it back and forth and smiled at Mu Qingyang, "Is it a gift from some girl? You are hiding something. "

Mu Qingyang said stiffly, "I don't know."

He has been looking at Wencheng.

Wen Cheng didn't turn his eyes away either, he knew Mu Qingyang so well that he knew what was going to happen just by the look in this man's eyes.

Mu Mu and Mu Fu were all focused on the pink gift, and didn't pay much attention to what was wrong with Mu Qingyang and Wen Cheng. Mu Mu nudged Mu Qingyang with her elbow, "Shall I unpack it for you?"

Mu Qingyang rolled his Adam's apple silently, closed his eyes gently and opened them again, "Take it apart."

The shepherd mother discovered Mu Qingyang's stiffness, and slapped Mu Qingyang jokingly, "This kid, you're still pretending to be cool. I'm not happy when people give you gifts." After she finished speaking, the shepherd mother went back to the kitchen to get a fruit knife , Father Mu, who was sitting on the sofa, stared at Mu Qingyang's expression, and tentatively asked, "What's wrong? Who gave it, this expression."

"Liang Jie." Mu Qingyang squeezed out these two words. Father Mu's original expectation faded into silence. Mu Qingyang's attitude towards Liang Jie was very clear. The twisted melon is not sweet, and Father Mu sighed , did not speak.

But Mu Qingyue stood up abruptly, glared at Mu Qingyang with incomprehensible eyes, rushed to the kitchen and said, "Mom, give me that first..."

Mu Qingyue couldn't finish her words.

The shepherd mother is standing by the kitchen counter, with pink wrapping paper scattered on the floor. The shepherd mother is holding a black leather photo album with a huge red heart in the center of the album, and a knife for opening the wrapping paper in the other hand.Mu Qingyue could imagine that Mu Mu saw the cover of the album after unwrapping the wrapping paper, thinking that Mu Qingyang's love affair was settled, she didn't even put down the knife, opened the album excitedly, and saw——

Mu Qingyue walked over, took the knife from Mother Mu's hand, and threw it on the kitchen counter, so she could clearly see the protagonist in the photo album.

Mu Qingyang and Wencheng.

This camera technique is simply top-notch. Except for the occasional contact between Mu Qingyang and Wen Cheng, the ambiguous feelings between the two of them when they look at each other can be captured.

Mu Mu's tears fell down when Mu Qingyue took the knife from her hand, she staggered and fell into Mu Qingyue's arms, tremblingly clutching Mu Qingyue's arm so as not to collapse on the ground , Mu Qingyue didn't know what to say, she wrapped her other hand around Mu Mu's shoulder, and pulled her into her arms.

Mu Mu sniffed in Mu Qingyue's arms, and Mu Qingyue could hear one or two vague words, "How could... how could it be... how..."

The strange situation in the kitchen made Father Mu nervous. He took a look at Mu Qingyang and rushed into the kitchen. Seeing this scene, he froze at the door: "What's wrong?"

The shepherd raised her head from Mu Qingyue's arms in a jerk, shook her head repeatedly with her teary face, closed the photo album in her hand, and tried to put it in her arms.

This instead attracted the attention of the pastor. Before Mu Qingyue could protect him, the pastor snatched the photo album into his hands, and the mother broke down and cried out, "No, no...don't..."

Before Mu Mu had time to stop her, Father Mu turned a page at random, and the faces of Mu Qingyang and Wen Cheng kissing in the feasting and feasting came into view.One is his son raised by himself, and the other is a young man whom he especially admires and praises. The pastor has seen the faces of these two people many times. This is the first time that he feels that these two faces are so unfamiliar to him.

The flat blue veins on Father Mu's forehead bulged like a beast struggling, and he strode out of the kitchen, holding the photo album in the hand that often held the scalpel, and smashed it on Mu Qingyang. Qingyang's face.This slap was so strong that Mu Qingyang's face turned to one side, and he immediately turned red.

The moment Mu Qingyang was beaten, his mind went blank, and many light spots flickered in front of his eyes, followed by a burst of tinnitus and dizziness, and when he finally saw what was in front of him, he saw the photo album spread out on the ground. He and Wen Cheng .

The shepherd mother was mixed in by Mu Qingyue, and when she saw Mu Qingyang's face, she was annoyed and annoyed, she stepped forward and grabbed the shepherd father and beat her, crying in a mess, "What are you doing, what can't you say properly, beat me up!" What is the child doing?!"

After being beaten by the shepherd mother, the shepherd father calmed down a lot. He stretched out his hand to grab the shepherd mother and patted his hand, his face still flushed from anger, "What else can I say! These... are clear! "

"What if, what if..." The shepherd's eyes dodged, seeing Mu Qingyue, she suddenly thought of something, and argued, "What if someone synthesized the photos..."

"Who would purposely synthesize this kind of photo!" Father Mu said thickly, with an angry tone and a hint of hatred.

Mu Mu still wanted to argue, but Mu Qingyang had already turned his head, the corners of his mouth hurt a little, and there was still a smell.Mu Qingyang wiped it with his hand, but there was some blood on the palm of his hand, probably from his teeth being bitten just now.Mu Qingyang pressed his tongue against the broken wound in his mouth, frowning in pain.

Afterwards, as if nothing had happened, he said softly, "Mom, needless to say, it's just like the picture."

The shepherd's mother trembled, her hands and legs began to tremble again, and tears finally burst out of the embankment again. Seeing this, Mu Qingyue went up to support the shepherd's mother, and coldly scolded Mu Qingyang: "Mu Qing Yang, you are sick, do you have to talk about it now?"

"Just say it now," Mu Qingyang couldn't bear to look at Mu Mu again, and forced himself to turn his eyes to the face of Mu Fu who had been suppressing his anger. Every word was like stabbing his biological parents. This kind of pain, but he had to do this, his back teeth gritted heavily, and he said every word, "The person I like is Wencheng, my lover is Wencheng, I don't plan to get married..."

Mu Qingyang didn't finish his words, and the shepherd mother who was crying softly burst into tears, and the shepherd father even cracked his canthus and pointed his fingers. The always tolerant and rational man picked up the pot with tea from the table and threw it at Mu Qingyang, angrily Cursed: "You still have the face to say this!"

The pot was solid, and there was still warm tea in it. Father Mu was furious and didn't hold back any strength. If Mu Qingyang was hit head-on like this, he would probably have to lie in the hospital.The shepherd's mother stared and almost fainted.

Putting both hands around Mu Qingyang's shoulders, he caught the blow with his back while taking him out of his arms.

Wen Cheng's appearance was unexpected by everyone. Mu Qingyang could clearly feel the instant tense muscles on Wen Cheng's body. For a second, his body was out of Wen Cheng's control. It softened on Mu Qingyang's body. He bit down on the pain that came to his mouth, and it turned into a heavy muffled grunt. When he regained consciousness, he stood up straight, breathing quickly and heavily.

As a result, the shepherd's rationality returned to the nest, and the emotions in his eyes were complicated, and many emotions turned into deep disappointment and pain in the end, as if he suddenly aged ten years, "You go, don't let our family see you again. "

Wen Cheng didn't say anything else. He knelt down while propping up his almost useless body, and kowtowed three times to the shepherd's father and mother. When he raised his head again, there were bloodshot eyes on his forehead. The shepherd closed his eyes, Taking a deep breath, watching Wen Cheng stand up unsteadily, the shepherd bit her lower lip tightly and covered her mouth with her hand.

"I'll go with him." Mu Qingyang said, taking a step forward to pick up Wen Cheng, who was half squatting and trembling, with one hand to support him.

The pastor was silent, looking haggardly at the two people who supported each other.

The shepherd cried so hard that she collapsed into Mu Qingyue's arms and asked Wen Cheng carefully: "Why is Qingyang...why...he clearly...you child...why did you do this?"

Wen Cheng's eyes flickered twice, before returning to dead silence.

He should be used to this feeling of finally getting it and being completely smashed because of himself.

Should learn to be numb.

Father Mu forced himself to get out of the way, turned his head away from the two of them, "Mu Qingyang, if you really go with him, never come back."

"If I don't go with him, he can't go." Mu Qingyang replied with a pun, and the hand supporting Wen Cheng slightly tightened. He didn't look at the shepherd mother who was still crying, and when he passed by the shepherd father, he just kept his head down. Keep your head on the road in front of you.

In the room that was full of laughter, only the shepherd mother was crying. Mu Qingyang and Wen Cheng leaned on each other in a panic, walked out of the house step by step, and closed the door.