fall in love with Bo Xingren

Mu Fei held a bouquet of fresh and elegant daisies in her right hand, and with her left hand intertwined with Moyou's ten fingers, she walked slowly up the hill along the hillside road.The winter sun is warm, making mornings like this extra pleasant.

This beautiful private cemetery is usually very quiet, and there are only two well-dressed and elegant biren walking hand in hand on the Nuochang road.Mu Fei was striding forward but her eyes were not looking at the road at all. She turned her face and kept looking at Moyou—the long hair was combed softly and smoothly, and it was simply tied into a bundle with Hermès violet and coral red silk scarves. The walking around flicked at the waist.Wearing a simple winter skirt and a rabbit sweater, the skin is flimsy, fair and delicate without a trace of blemish, just like a piece of flawless suet jade.Her expression was gentle and tranquil, her lips were slightly pursed, and the profile of her side face was so exquisite that it was fascinating.

Beauty is not hard to find, after all, a beautiful appearance is only a short-lived beauty that will fade.But Moyou's quiet and weak temperament, as well as such outstanding beauty, make people look directly at it, and it's hard not to shake their hearts. Even Mu Fei, who has been watching for more than [-] years, has no immunity at all.

Staring at it like this, even a stone would make her blush.Moyou turned her head with a bit of timidity, smiled and glared at Mu Fei, and said softly, "What are you looking at~"

Mu Fei smiled, raised her hand, put Moyou's hand on her lips and kissed it, and then pressed it on her face: "Is it cold?"

"Hmm~" Moyou smiled and shook her head.

Mu Fei exhaled softly, took Moyou's hand and put it in the pocket of the windbreaker.

Walking into the cemetery, Mu Fei placed the bouquet in front of the tombstones of Mu Yifei and He Jingrong.She put her arms around Moyou's shoulders, and Moyou leaned into her arms, gently pressing her forehead against her cheek.The two stared at their parents' tombstones for a long time. They didn't need to say anything, but it was an exchange worth a thousand words.

Mu Fei's voice was full of tenderness: "Dad, Aunt Rong, Xiaoyou and I are together, we will always be family members, not only sisters, but also people who love each other deeply. I can understand now that my father said to me that I I don’t know what it means to be a family member. Maybe I really didn’t understand it back then. I was too young and didn’t know how to take care of Moyou. The relationship between me and Moyou is not only sisters and family members, but also two people who love each other. They exist for each other. She is my sustenance and the place where my heart belongs. Moyou is an inseparable part of my life. This is family. I think if you can see it, you will be very happy. Dad, Aunt Rong, I am in love with my sister, I love Moyou."

After Mu Fei finished speaking, she lowered her head and kissed the tears left by Moyou, and hugged Moyou in her arms and gently patted her. This was a movement she had done countless times since she was a child: "Xiaoyou, don't cry~"

"Well, I'm happy~" Moyou smiled with tears.Bending down to touch the photos of her parents again and again, she said softly: "Uncle Mu, Mommy, you should have understood my heart after so many years. Mumu has grown up and matured, but my heart has never changed , In my world, the whole space can only accommodate her alone. Mumu's world is far wider than mine. Mommy used to worry that I would become her burden. In fact, I have also shrunk for a long time Not before. But now my thinking is different. Mu Fei and I know each other well, and we will no longer use our cowardly thoughts to guess each other's love. Mu Mu needs me, Uncle Mu, you must rest assured that you will take care of me that summer. When my knight's little sister is entrusted to me, I love her."

"Moyou, what did you say...you said you loved me." Mu Fei wanted to laugh, but asked Moyou cautiously, unable to restrain her beating heart.She knew that Moyou loved her, but Moyou hadn't said that for a long time.Every time she asked, Moyou would always respond with a gentle smile: I love you...Of course I love you...I love you too...

After she came back from England, she never heard Moyou say "I love you" again.

Moyou pursed her lips and smiled, tiptoed playfully and kissed Mu Fei's face, then turned and ran away: "Mu Mu, I love you!"

"Hee hee~" It's a pity that the weak and weak sister Moyou is obviously not the opponent of Mu Huolong, who has been a sports baby since she was a child. With a smile all over his face: "Don't go, let's hear it again."

"How could you catch me..." Moyou scolded.That's not how it plays out on TV.

"Hee hee, I'll let you go if you say you love me~" Mu Fei glanced behind her, and said with a smile, "Come on, say it again in front of your parents."

"Are you ashamed!" Moyou smiled and thumped Mufei's arm.

Mu Fei chuckled, she was happy enough, and then she suddenly felt emotional: "Oh~ I haven't seen Dad and Aunt Rong for many years, and sometimes I really miss them."

Moyou hugged Mu Fei's waist and leaned into her arms, comforting Mu Fei gently: "Mu Mu misses them, I'll give you that...."

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Mu Fei followed Moyou to get her gift.Parked the car on the side of the road, and walked along the gravel road to the front of the flower shop, Mu Fei found out that Moyou was going to take her to the studio on the second floor.

After entering the studio, Mu Fei groped and looked around like Grandma Liu entering the Grand View Garden.Mu Fei usually sleeps too much and refuses to get up early like Mo You, and she is also a person who can't bear her temper. Mo You often immerses herself in painting for hours without talking, Mu Fei feels bored, so she even refuses to enter the studio.So ever since Moyou stopped painting in the studio at home, Mu Fei seldom had the opportunity to truly enter the studio to appreciate Moyou's paintings carefully.

Looking at it carefully in the studio today, Mu Fei suddenly discovered that Moyou is like a diamond that has been carefully treasured in a jewelry box-it is shining brightly, but it has not been displayed in front of everyone to get appreciation and admiration.

Moyou's brush strokes are unique.It is not extroverted and unrestrained, but it is full of tension, and the writing is very delicate, with a unique gracefulness.But this does not mean that the painting will give people a mediocre feeling, on the contrary, it will give people a deep spiritual shock.Because of Moyou's autistic character, her world is completely reflected through the painting, so sincere and open.

"God...it's so good... Xiaoyou, I didn't know that your paintings are so good. These paintings should be gathered together and edited into an exhibition...that's the best place for these paintings." Mu Feiyi Looking at those words one by one, I murmured admiration in my mouth.

Mo You blushed a little from Mu Fei's praise, and said shyly: "Is it really that good? These are not the best, I still have many such paintings... Paris used to grab them every time she came to say I want to take it to an art exhibition, but I can’t draw well~I’m afraid it will make people laugh when I take it out.”

From a certain point of view, Moyou is still the shy, frail and unconfident Moyou who is afraid of meeting people.Although she can work hard to learn to be strong, her heart will always maintain the original innocence.

Mu Fei knew Moyou's character best, and couldn't help praising Moyou again and again: "Of course it's impossible to draw badly. Xiaoyou, you never know your talent, you should be confident, it's great!"

In the past, only friends had seen it, and it was normal for friends to praise each other, but Moyou never cared about it, but now that Mu Fei flattered her like this, Moyou was so ashamed that she wanted to dig a hole.Hastily took Mu Fei's hand and coquettishly shyly and coquettishly: "Oh, I didn't want you to read these, Mu Mu, come here."

"What is this?" Mu Fei looked curiously at the painting, which was as tall as a person.

In fact, this painting is very conspicuous, very large, and it hangs on the wall as soon as you enter the studio.But no one ever knew what it was, because it was always covered with a white canvas.

Mo You took off the nails that had fixed the canvas, and slowly peeled it off, revealing its true face—the huge oil painting that was one person tall—Mu Fei burst into tears, and stepped forward to hug Mo You tightly like a child She also hid in her arms and acted like a baby, whimpering and crying.Mo You smiled slightly, opened her arms to embrace Mu Fei, and gently patted her on the back.

"Mumu doesn't cry. Over the years, the thing I put the most effort into is to complete this painting... because I think, after it is finished, give it to Mumu, and you will definitely like it." Mo You's soft voice As comfortable as a hot spring.

"Yeah. I like it, I like it very much." Mu Fei cried and laughed, and carefully looked at everyone in the painting with teary eyes.

In the picture is her family.Mu Yifei was wearing an iron gray suit and was holding his wife's hand and sitting on the sofa. Two beautiful daughters were leaning on their sides, one on the left and one on the right.

"It was my first portrait painting, and I was really worried that it would not be good. But I still drew it, because Uncle Mu, Mommy, and my Mu Mu were all engraved in my mind like a knife. Almost no need to think hard at all, I just need to reflect the image in my mind on this canvas, as if it exists on this canvas." Moyou's fingertips slowly slid across the picture on the screen. Everyone, her expression at the moment is as beautiful as an angel spreading the gospel.

Looking around the studio, most of Moyou's paintings are abstract paintings, and very few of them are real objects, let alone portraits.But besides the one in front of me, Mu Fei saw another painting in the corner sharply: "Wow, isn't this Yan Se? Wow, this devil who loves to pretend to be cute hasn't been more beautiful for a few years... No, the point is Why did you make a portrait of her?!"

Mu Fei gesticulates in front of a bust, jealous and sour.

"Ah, this, it's been a long time since I drew it. I was too busy during this time and I forgot to send it to her." Yan Se is really a cute little sister. If Xiao Yang is honest and cute, then Yan Se is clever. She is so cute, she flashes that cute face in front of you in a weird way, I really can't bear to reject her.

Mu Fei was not happy anymore, and Mu Long ran wildly in the studio while breathing, "What about me, what about me, Xiaoyou, why didn't you draw me to give me away! Xiaoyou, why didn't you give me a portrait, didn't you give me a portrait .”

What's so impatient?Moyou really couldn't laugh or cry.He bowed his head and pondered for a while, when Mu Huolong became more and more unbalanced as he thought about it, and was about to pick up two charcoal pencils to scribble on Yan Se's portrait, Moyou took her to the side of the bookshelf, there was a cabinet underneath Moyou put it Open.Inside were six thick sketchbooks.Moyou handed it to Mu Fei.

"What is this? Oh my god..." Mu Fei turned page by page, and then book by book.

Every page, every book, is her portrait.She is laughing, she is crying, she is angry, she is playing, all kinds of expressions, all kinds of action scenes, all of them are her!

Looking at the dates left behind, there is almost one book per year for six years, and one book is almost every day.

It turned out that Moyou used this method to measure the time she left; it turned out that Moyou used such deep love to miss her.

"Xiaoyou~I~" Mu Fei hugged those sketchbooks and hesitated to speak, leaned against Moyou and put her head on her shoulder, wanting Moyou to hug her.

Compared with Mu Fei who was so excited, moved, and ashamed when she saw this for the first time, Moyou's expression and attitude were much calmer, and she said flatly: "Compared to your previous years, Bo Xing, how is it?"

"Xiaoyou is so kind to me, and I want to treat you even better." Mu Fei replied cutely.

"What about later?"

"I'll never leave again! Don't leave you for a day, even if you drive me away." Mu Fei shook her head like a rattle, afraid that her sweetheart would not see her determination.

Only then did Mo You show a timid smile.In the past, she was not confident enough to believe that she could completely own someone, but she was not sure about the love between them when she loved Mu Fei. She believed that she and Mu Fei would never let each other suffer the same grievances as before, and no one would Who will be the lucky person again.

Mu Fei opened the curtains to let the light of the setting sun shine into the studio through the floor-to-ceiling glass. She pointed to the red sunset with great interest for Moyou to see, and said with great interest that the sweet and deadly words were the same as if they hadn't. Sweet words, and finally concluded: "Moyou, this is very happy. I am very happy. From now on, we will be together every day, and we will not be separated every day. Tell me, okay?"

"Hmm~ It's hard to say." Moyou's soft tone seemed to have an extremely innocent and innocent expression: "Mumu has been to so many places, I don't know many things you said, and many beautiful places you mentioned , I also want to go and see it. In the future, I will take more vacations after work, go out for a walk more..."

scare?No way... Mu Fei flattened her mouth, she still has to go on a "vacation"...

Why did I forget about the first volume?

The author has something to say: the first volume is the end,

It is the second volume that confuses me. My relatives said, should I write about Teacher Sang and Yan Se, or should I write about Liu Juelun and He Shiqin first?

I originally thought about writing about Yan Se in the second volume, so I deliberately didn’t write too much in the first volume.

As a result, it was written and written, but these two were left aside.

Therefore, Liu Juelun and his pair were written in the second volume, but the writing was smoother. I don’t know what everyone’s opinion is.

In addition, in addition, in addition...

What would Fluffy want to say?

Forgot all of a sudden, scratching my head (⊙_⊙?)

Uh, I can't remember.

I have no choice but to seriously ask for flowers!

Look at me, look at me, look at my serious expression

(*^_^*) Beg for flowers, please feed~

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