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Chapter 332 Looks Like Tang Niannian Sleeping
This time, Tang Xin hesitated for a moment. She stretched out her right hand from under the quilt to get his pen. Mu Yan looked at it and stroked his forehead. Forget it, it's better not to press it.

Thinking of how she was sleeping naked at the moment, he endured the helplessness of his eyelids twitching wildly, turned around to rummage through the suitcase, and helped her get out a set of pajamas again.

In fact, Mu Yan didn't pick another room at all, and he brought all their clothes and supplies to this room.

And when he returned to the bed, Tang Xin was lying on the bed, staring at the note paper. She tilted her head and drew something crookedly on the paper. Mu Yan couldn't understand, but her face But it left behind the gloom and irritability, and became innocent like a child.

It's just that her exposed half of her back and shoulders are too alluring.

It is not an option to go on like this, and it is easy to catch a cold.

Mu Yan waved another set of pajamas in front of her eyes, motioning for her to put it on, but she ignored him again, and wrote two small words on the paper, Mom, in very neat handwriting, delicate as if she had just Children who have learned to write have heavy strokes and strokes, and the characters for women and characters for horses are also somewhat separated.

He didn't understand why he wrote the word "Mom" on the paper?
Mu Yan pointed to the line he wrote again and asked her to answer the question. Like a naive child, she crossed out all the words he wrote with a pen.

This is not enough, she also smeared word by word, and finally all his beautiful handwriting turned into black bumps, beyond recognition.

Mu Yan had basically lost his temper. He stalemate with her for half the night, and finally helped her put on her pajamas half coaxed and half forced, and she was already tired and couldn't resist, so she fell asleep obediently, breathing evenly, extremely Shallow, like a good baby, like Tang Niannian sleeping.

While he breathed a sigh of relief, he couldn't help but raise his heart again.

How I wish it would be Nian Nian who wakes up tomorrow morning... That is almost his biggest wish so far.

He helped her tuck the quilt and left the room.

Su Chenguang had already taken a shower, and the two men went to the wine counter in a tacit understanding. Su Chenguang opened a bottle of wine, poured a glass for each of them, and saw Mu Yan pursing his lips tightly. , he deliberately comforted: "A Yan, you should relax a little bit, something has happened, you can only accept it."

Doesn't he look like he doesn't accept it?

Mu Yan smiled wryly, isn't he already accepting it?
He raised his head and took a sip of the glass of wine, the pungent and strong smell made him frowned severely.

He showed Su Chenguang the note written by Tang Xin before. This person claimed to know Tang Xin well. So, could he know what Tang Xin was thinking in his heart?

Mu Yan didn't expect anything at first, but he didn't expect that Su Chenguang really understood.

"The person Tang Xin loves the most is her mother. Among the four personalities, she is the only one who experienced the scene of her mother's death. When she wrote this word, she was thinking of the scene at that time. In fact, she didn't tell me the specific situation. , but she is prone to nightmares, always going through those scenes over and over again, her illness started at that time, maybe it was too painful, which made her split other personalities to make her life easier. "

He held the note in his hand, read it while talking, and finally, under Mu Yan's pensive expression, he said again: "She is still immersed in her childhood age and cannot get out."

(End of this chapter)