Chapter 351 (1/2)

”Qingxuan, come down for dinner!” The beautiful magnetic sound came to Mu Qingxuan's ears.

When Mu Qingxuan hears the news, she doesn't respond. She just puts on her clothes quickly. Her black hair is a little messy and she drapes it on her shoulders casually. She just washes, but her eyes are still a little confused and lax. She comes to the table as if she has no idea.

Mo Yanrui, who is able to see everything clearly, has a kind of inexplicable pain in his heart when he sees Mu Qingxuan with such a haggard heart. However, he can only guard Mu Qingxuan silently. He hurt Mu Qingxuan because he was too young and persistent in the past. This time, he must guard her well and protect her all her life.

Sitting in front of the dining table, Mo Yanrui gently frowned and asked in a gentle voice, ”I didn't sleep well last night, Mu Qingxuan.” Mu Qingxuan's eyes are full of affection, and her tone is a little worried.

”Well.” Mu Qingxuan nodded slightly and picked up the chopsticks on the table at will, but he didn't want to pick up the dishes. His eyes were a little empty, staring at the delicious food in front of him.

It took a long time to squeeze out a sentence: ”are you doing all this?” The language is very plain, without any color.

”Well, these are all your favorite foods. I specially learned to make them for you. I remember that your favorite food was fish flavored eggplant.”

Mo Yanrui said with a happy face. His face was also full of smiles and looked very sunny. But only Mo Yanrui knew where his smile came from. In order to win Mu Qingxuan's smile, he racked his brains. But looking at this haggard Mu Qingxuan, he can only squeeze out a smile. He wants to bring her happiness, not sorrow.

Mu Qingxuan slightly lowered his head and said nothing.

”I remember you said before that you like fish flavored eggplant best because fish flavored eggplant has only eggplant and no fish.” Mo Yanrui wants to make Mu Qingxuan laugh.

But at this time Mu Qingxuan's nose is slightly sour, her eyes are moist, and her head is buried deeper.

Mo Yanrui looks at Mu Qingxuan who is nodding. He can't help but frown and ask with concern: ”what's the matter with Mu Qingxuan?”

After a long time, Mu Qingxuan held back and pretended to be calm and said, ”I'm ok. I'm full. I'll go upstairs first.”

Mo Yanrui didn't stop him. He just looked at Mu Qingxuan's tiny body and felt a kind of heartbreaking pain in his heart. The heartache was like a knife, but he could only bear it silently.

As soon as Mu Qingxuan returns to the room, she leans back against the cold door and slowly slides down. She sits on the cold floor with a slim hand covering her mouth. Tears in her eyes suddenly pour out. Tears wet her skirt and leave tears on her white face.

”I'm going to leave you, why do you want to keep me like this...” Her hoarse voice choked to herself.

I don't know how long later, Mu Qingxuan's mobile phone rings. She was in a trance for a short time, and climbed to the bedside, picked up the mobile phone, and vomited out a weak voice from her mouth: ”Uncle Gao, what's the matter?” Or as always so cold, but the speech with hoarse, also mixed with a trace of haggard.

”I'd like to invite you to a reception.”