Chapter 131 (1/2)

Looking up, I don't know which window belongs to her, so I don't know which window belongs to her. Even if I know what can happen, they are destined to become passers-by from the moment they meet.

A bitter smile, if there is no such thing, now they will be the envy of others in the eyes of that pair, but life is not if, so even if he how to assume, between them has become the past.

What he didn't know was that at the same time, in a window upstairs, there was a figure who accompanied him all the time, until he got on the bus and left without moving. Only the two lines of clear tears on his face were blown disorderly in the evening wind.

She didn't know how he knew he was here, and she didn't want to know, because now she was no longer the shellfish painting he first knew. More specifically, she approached him purposefully. She didn't intend to let him know the secret. Let her carry her old death to the coffin!

When Mu Zixuan came back to Mu's house, Xia Xinfei was not at home, even Ouyang Mo'er was not at home. When she called and asked, she knew that Ouyang Mo'er had gone to enchantment, while Xia Xinfei was left when she was delivering fruit to her family.

”Do you want me to pick you up?” Mu Zixuan was just a casual question, and did not want to really go.

”No, because I don't go to work tomorrow, so my mother said she would leave me for a night.” Considering that she seldom came back since she moved to Mu's house, she could not resist her mother's request, so she could only stay.

”Well, I see.” Mu Zixuan seems to be relieved. According to his current mood, he really needs a space to be alone. This is not about his nostalgia for Beishui painting, but just cherishing it.

”Good bye, then.” I feel a little tired in his tone. I don't know if it's related to what he went out to do. But she really doesn't understand the business affairs, so she can't help him.

”Good night!” Silently hung up the phone, the whole person threw on the big bed, told himself that can't have any idea, even if her Beishui painting is no longer satisfactory, it has nothing to do with himself. His current identity is Xia Xinfei's husband, not a single person any more.

He can help her, but he can't mix anything related to love. This is the duty of a man to marriage and the least respect for his wife. No matter whether she is in love with Xia Xinfei or not, she should not be allowed to fall into the shadow of another woman. This is the fundamental thing he wants to ensure.

”Good night!” Although the other party has already hung up the phone, but Xia Xinfei still followed a low voice.

”What does the boss say?” Xia zheting held two glasses of juice in his hand and handed one of them to her.

”That's it. What about mom and dad? Are you all asleep? ” A slight smile, light sip the juice in the hand, sour and sweet very good to drink.

”Well! He said that he would get up early tomorrow and make delicious food for you Xia zheting shook his head helplessly. He felt that his parents were making a fuss. It was not to say how far they married. In the same city, as long as you drive for more than ten minutes, things you can see are just as nervous as if you were married abroad.

”Poof! How delicious I am. ” Although this is said, but the heart but feel warm for this, this should be the parents! I'm always worried about wronging my children.