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He also felt a lot of pain when he saw it.

Lan Xi is stunned!

She was stunned and subconsciously pasted her face with the back of her hand. She didn't know if she was really so obvious.

"If you don't want me to go back with my stepmother, you will not let my stepmother and I take a breath, but if you don't want to take me back with my father, you just want to take my breath with me

Qiao Qiyang's eyebrows jumped!

"Stepmother." He whispered.

A trace of sadness flashed in the eyes of Lanxi water, and her long eyelashes drooped down. The dishes had already been served. She opened the disposable chopsticks at a loss, and was distracted to stir the rice in the small bowl.

Qiao Qiyang understood, and the wave light in his deep eyes flowed slowly: "is your stepmother the mother of Mu Yanchen? You don't have a boyfriend, but now you fall out with mu Yanchen. Even if you don't fall out, you can't go home to face your parents together. Is that what you mean? "

Lan Xi looked at him and said, "aren't you starving to death? Eat quickly. "

Qiao Qiyang hook the corners of his mouth, it seems that all at once understand what she is upset about.

Opening the chopsticks, he asked in a deep voice, "is there any memory you share in that home? Precious? Yes

The small face of Lan Xi is boiling hot.

Qiao Qiyang also followed her eyes, just stretched out her hand and clenched her catkin on the table. This time, no matter how she struggled, she held on tightly. Lanxi was slightly annoyed and stopped to pull. Qiao Qiyang's face sank and buttoned her tightly. She lifted her eyes and said, "Lanxi, I'll go back with you. Don't worry, I just want to see where you have lived, you and his I won't tell anyone about those things, and I won't interfere with your decisions. I'm a substitute. When you tell me that I have a chance to play, I'll play again, or I won't steal the show, will you? "

His palm, not hot, but like a sensitive thorn in the heart, bursts of pain.

Water Mou Teng a burst of warmth, Lan Xi mute voice low murmur: "you are simply like a gum, difficult to tangle to death."

Qiao Qiyang was surprised to hear this and knew that she agreed.

The corner of the mouth swings a ruffian like smile, pale in showing sadness: "I am willing to."

***

when we set out in the morning, Lanxi finally couldn't help calling mu Yanchen.

She looked forward to, vaguely looking forward to his deep and magnetic voice, but the beep seemed so long.

"Miss mu." The call was transferred to William.

Lan Xi a Zheng, suddenly nervous up, light voice way: "my brother?"

"Oh, Mr. Mu is still busy with some things. He will definitely be present at Mr. Mu's birthday party tonight. Miss mu can go first and pay attention to safety. Mr. Mu will arrive at night." Said William politely.

Langxi language barrier, for a long time no words.

Hang up the phone, she gently lay in bed for a while, thin figure listening to the tick of the second hand was very uncomfortable, simply took a breath to get up, picked up the luggage and went to the airport ahead of time.

……

City C, don't get together again.

When the cold comes, the man behind him frowns and tightens his collar.

"Our house will be cold. I told you in advance to add clothes." Lan Xi looked at Qiao Qiyang and said.

Qiao Qiyang hooked his mouth, shivering with cold, but satisfied with his smile, he took out his mobile phone and handed it to her: "input in your address. I'll arrive at night. As for now, I'll go first and find a place to settle down."

Lan Xi took the mobile phone in amazement: "but I brought you here. I can't care about you. I'll go to the hotel with you later."

Qiao Qiyang scratched the tip of her nose: "do you really think I'm not wanted? It's not that I haven't been here before... "

Lan Xi noticed a trace of strange, was this kind of intimacy forced back a step, strangely raised eyes: "have you come?"

Qiao Qiyang is stiff!

Suddenly, he thought of something. He made a sound like an electric light and flint in his head, and awkwardly hooked his lips: "I have friends here. I lived in their home when I was on business."

"Oh." Lan Xi no longer doubts.

Type in the address and pass it to him: "see you in the evening."

Qiao Qiyang deep eyes in a rare tenderness, before she did not respond to come over, swept her shoulder, hugged her, hoarse way: "see you at night."

Lan Xi broke free, his face flushed from embarrassment, repressed not annoyed, whispered: "see you at night."

She pulled the suitcase and walked towards home.

32 Qingfeng road. Mojia.

I'm back.

***

the carved gate opened heavily, and a woman with white temples opened the door. She was as kind as ever. When she saw Lanxi, she was stunned, her mouth trembled and she murmured "Ma'am". Then she responded, and her eyes burst out with a surprise light: "miss, it's miss!"Mrs. Zhang was so excited that she couldn't hold the door in her hand. She called out to the inside, "Ah Fu, Ah Fu! You should go and tell sir that the lady is back

"Zhang ma." Lan Xi smiles warmly, and a trace of warmth rises in the eyes of water.

"Oh, ah, come in, come on in. You haven't come back for years?"?? You look thin. There is no meat in a bone. How can you tell your wife when you come back... " Mrs. Zhang grabbed her wrist and pulled it inside. Her eyes twinkled. "Everyone in the family is busy. Your mother - I mean, Mrs. Mo, she went out to pick up gifts. Mr. is at home!"

"What is my father doing..." Lan Xi couldn't help but look up at the living room.

"Playing chess with Ah Fu!"

Mu Mingsheng walked out with crutches in his hand. His face was still solemn and solemn. As always, when he saw his little daughter standing under the steps from a distance, his eyes could not hide the light. His voice was still low and serious: "back?"

Lan Xi stands still and whispers "Dad."

Mu Mingsheng looked back: "has the lady's room been cleaned up?"

"Mr. Hui, I cleaned it up yesterday!" A servant who was cleaning the vase hastily replied.

In just a few hours, the gentleman did not know how many times he had asked.

"Mmm That's good, "said Mu Mingsheng, melting the ice on her face and looking behind her," what about your boyfriend? Why didn't I see it? And did your brother say when he was back? "

Lan Xi was slightly embarrassed and handed his luggage to Ah Fu. He walked up the steps and gently helped him: "brother can arrive at night. I don't have a boyfriend. I can't bring it back to show you."

Mu Mingsheng frowns.

After so many years, Lan Xi, relying on several years of not seeing him, eliminated some fear and respect for him, but such a glance still made her slightly frightened, blushed and quietly apologized: "Dad, I'm sorry, don't be angry."

Just then, there was a movement outside.

Lao Liu drove the car in. Inside, Mo Ruqing was in high spirits, with a smile in his mouth. When he got off the car, he saw the people standing by Mu Mingsheng from a distance, and his smile decreased.

Lan Xi's body was also stiff, and called softly, "aunt mo."

Simple two words, she instantly back to her high school year, she was in this home like walking on thin ice life.

Mo Ruqing had a few more fine lines around her eyes, but she was still beautiful and elegant. She waved a smile like a ripple: "back?"

"Knowing you're coming back, I've picked out some clothes for you. Let's go upstairs and try it." She beckoned, but looked like a loving mother.

Lan Xi suddenly had a sense of guilt in front of her, and did not know where that feeling came from.

Lift eyes to see Mu Mingsheng: "Dad, I went up first."

In the master bedroom on the second floor --

"sometimes distance and time are good things. No matter how strong the resentment and the biggest scandal, they can be diluted It's like you've been out for so many years. Once you come back, your father doesn't blame you for anything. That year, when you had an accident in the college entrance examination, Mujia was in shame for a long time. Your father said angrily that he didn't have your daughter, but now? You still don't love you when you come back... " Mo Ruqing said with a smile, pointing at her clothes.

Lanxi's gorgeous face was red and white, and a trace of sadness was repressed in his eyes. He said in a soft voice: "that's not the reason that time has diluted. Aunt Mo, you should not have known that you came back from Maldives that year. I didn't leave with a black pot on my back. I didn't cheat. The documents above have been clarified. What's the reason for Dad to blame me?"

The expression on Mo Ruqing's face is unpredictable, listening to her words, smile deeper.

"That's right -" she said lightly judo. She put a silver half dress on her shoulder, and the wave light in her eyes flowed. "It's OK to clarify something. No one has any reason to blame you. It's not to say that something was wrong a few years ago, and it can be forgiven after a few years. It's true that if you don't see your family for a long time, you will be intimate, but you won't be able to indulge in your unrepentant mistakes, you know? "

A sharp light, into the eyes of Lan Xi.