I love you, Mr.Commander

Until the day Mu Li came back, the situation still didn't get better.

Towards the evening, the housekeeper sent the guests downstairs. Lin Qing recognized the middle-aged man, an old comrade in arms of Mu Yonghao.

He talked with Shen Yuhe for a while in the living room, comforted him, and left before long.

After a while, the housekeeper came out of the kitchen and went to Shen Yuhe: "madam, it's time to eat."

"Put it first." Shen Yuhe had no appetite and got up and went upstairs.

Lin Qing stood up from the sofa and took a few steps. Seeing that she didn't mean to eat, the housekeeper followed her: "young grandma, you should eat first, madam. Usually only the master can persuade you."

"I'll be there in a minute." Linqing smell speech no longer insist, she intended to persuade shenyuhe how much to eat, can see, her words will not have much effect.

At least, during Mu's absence from home, Shen Yuhe was not embarrassed. It was rare for her.

There was only one person left to eat the meal, and Lin Qing didn't take a few bites. After dinner, she went upstairs directly and passed a room. The door was half closed. The figure inside was Shen Yuhe's.

This room is rarely used. Lin Qing stops and can see the situation through the crack in the door.

Shen Yuhe knelt down in front of the incense table, put his palms close to each other, devoutly took the incense, and his eyes closed for a long time.

She recited Buddhist scriptures in her mouth, and smoke curled up from the incense burner, as if to completely wash all her anxiety. Lin Qing looked at her prayer and didn't bother.

Just about to leave quietly, Shen Yuhe heard the sound outside the door, opened his eyes and motioned Lin Qing to stay. When she came out, she took another look inside. Then she looked at Lin Qing: "have you eaten?"

Lin Qing opened her mouth and wanted to answer. Thinking that Shen Yuhe hadn't eaten yet, she said, "go down and have some with you."

Shen Yuhe saw the hesitation in her eyes and didn't ask any more. He nodded: "OK."

Lin Qing accompanied him back to the table. The housekeeper quickly asked him to prepare the meal again. Shen Yuhe barely ate some of the meal.

Lin Qing hardly moved his chopsticks. Shen Yuhe didn't know whether he saw it or not. He glanced up and didn't say anything.

Seeing this, the housekeeper brought the stewed pigeon soup and filled a bowl for Lin Qing: "young grandma, you didn't eat much just now. Drink some soup. It's just made."

"Thank you." Unable to eat, the soup was more or less drinkable. Shen Yuhe suddenly looked up at her. She couldn't refuse. She caught and drank half a bowl.

The stomach is warm and the whole body conveys a warm and comfortable feeling.

After dinner, Shen Yuhe asked Lin Qing to go upstairs with her. Lin Qing followed behind him. The door of the bedroom was pushed open. It was heavy depression, and even the air was silent.

Looking at the sleeping man on the bed, Shen Yuhe's eyes are slightly red. Over the past few decades, they have left many memories here. Suddenly there is less that person around them, and the heart will become empty. The whole world suddenly collapses like a surprise.

Shen Yuhe approached a few steps. Mu Yonghao showed no sign of waking up. She looked at the picture on the bedside table.

In the photo, Mu Yonghao was dressed in military uniform. She stood side by side with him, and the smile around her mouth seemed to freeze at that moment.

Shen Yuhe no longer looked as delicate as before. She could see the aging wrinkles in the corners of her eyes. She sat down by the bed and looked at Lin Qing after a long time: "go, you've been busy all day."

"Mom." Some words stuck in his throat and could not change the facts. He wanted to comfort and seemed empty and weak. Lin Qingdun nodded, "you should have a rest early."

She closed the door and shut all her emotions on the other side.

Lin Qing put her hands on the wall and stared at a place. She was totally unaware that someone was approaching. Suddenly, she had more strength on her waist. She suddenly took off. She landed quickly and calmed down before she could see the man's handsome face.

"Back." She is in a bad mood and her voice sounds tired.

Mu Li said in a deep voice, "how's dad?"

Lin Qing pursed her lips, took a look at the direction of the master bedroom, took back her sight and looked at the man: "there is no suitable heart in the hospital."

Pinch her waist, thin a lot, Mu Li stick it to her neck: "I'm tired these days."

"Mom hasn't eaten much these days. She didn't eat much just now." Lin Qing only thought about this in her heart. She didn't notice that she also lost a circle. "I'm afraid if it goes on like this, her body will suffer first."

Mu Li patted her on the shoulder, "I'll have a look." He led Lin Qing. Lin Qing held the back of his hand when he turned around. She shook her head and didn't keep up.

Mu Li walked away.

Lin Qing saw him enter the room and went to the bedroom alone. The driver had picked up orange from the kindergarten. Today, after school late, there was a traffic jam on the road. Orange stood at the door with a small schoolbag on his back and waved to Lin Qing: "Mommy, did grandpa wake up?"

Lin Qing took a few steps to pick up the orange, took him back to the room and kissed his little face: "wake up and ask where the orange is and whether he is obedient."

"Yes." Orange hugged Lin Qing's neck, "can I go and see Grandpa?"

"Grandpa fell asleep again and waited until he woke up."

Muli turned the doorknob. When the people in the room heard the sound, they wiped the corners of their eyes. He went in and saw Shen Yuhe guarding by the bed. The whole person was thin and haggard, unable to see the glory and splendor of the past.

"Mom." Mu Li stepped away from his long legs. His appearance undoubtedly gave Shen Yuhe a little peace of mind.

"Come back so soon." Seeing him approaching, Shen Yuhe reached out to him, shook his hand and asked Mu Li to sit beside her.

Mu Li left for a week anyway. Shen Yuhe spent these days. He didn't know the time. Mu Li went to bed and couldn't help sinking when he saw Mu Yonghao's appearance now.

Shen Yuhe stared at the people on the bed and said, "when your father woke up, he opened his eyes and asked me whether I had dinner or had a good rest. I've been taking a chance. He can get better. I think this may be just a test and a joke given to me by God."

Mu Li pressed Shen Yuhe's shoulder: "Mom, don't lose heart. There will always be a way."

Shen Yuhe grabbed the straw and suddenly turned his head: "the doctor said that your father can be saved as long as he has a suitable heart." She took Mu Li's hand and was a little excited. "You go and find a way. Anyway, you must make your father safe."

Mu Li calmed her mood and nodded: "give it to me at the hospital. You have a good rest now. In this way, you must worry when Dad wakes up."

"I wish he would scold me now."

Mu Li held Shen Yuhe's shoulder, and Shen Yuhe tightened his nerves. Mu Yonghao seems to wake up. Shen Yuhe pulls the quilt for him and is ready to take his temperature. He can only be comforted by doing something himself.

Mu Li looked at the situation. Before long, he left the room and the housekeeper hurried past in front of him.

"Young master." The housekeeper's face was vaguely anxious. He recovered after seeing Mu Li. From Mu Yonghao's illness to now, he was nervous and hardly closed his eyes.

Mu Li's face was still gloomy: "did the doctor come today?"

"Yes, in the afternoon, the master was still awake and talked for a while." The housekeeper recalled and added, "there is also a comrade in arms of the master, who came back."

Mu Li rolled his cuffs: "OK, I see." He asked a few more questions, and the housekeeper replied and left. Mu Li stood on the balcony for a while, lit a cigarette, didn't smoke, just smelled the smell of cigarette to refresh himself.

The smell of nicotine made his blood seem to boil, and his nerves were excited. He could no longer be familiar with this feeling.

He opened his sleeve and looked at his arm. The trace of the needle eye on it was still there.

When he opened the door, Lin Qingzheng read a story book to orange.

"Later, everyone lived a happy life." At the end, Lin Qing closed the book, patted orange's back and kissed his forehead. "Sleep, baby."

Mu Li stood by the bed, leaned over the sheet, gathered in front of Lin Qing and grabbed her sight: "baby." She smiled and kissed the corner of her mouth before she could speak.

Dare not make too much noise, Lin Qing carefully pushed him away, covered orange with a quilt, got out of bed and turned into the bathroom. The man followed and held the door.

"Why do you close the door? I haven't gone out yet. " Lin Qing put hot water in front of the bathtub and bent over to test the water temperature. When he heard the sound, he turned back and looked at the man.

Mu Li stepped forward and began to take off his coat. His movements were coherent and natural, showing his temptation. He showed his strong upper body and approached Lin Qing: "I thought you were implying that I should keep up and make a secret appointment with my son behind my back."

Before the latter words were finished, Lin Qing slapped the towel on the man's chest: "who gave you a hint to take a bath quickly."

Mu Li smiled and said, "just wash. Don't worry."

Lin Qing saw that he was about to go out, but he was dragged by his arm to the bathtub. The curtain splashed to block his eyes. Lin Qing's legs were close to the edge of the wet bathtub.

"I washed it." Seeing his posture, Lin Qing hurriedly pushed him.

Mu Li pinched her face and couldn't help laughing: "I didn't say to let you together. It depends on your urgency." He patted Lin Qing on the waist, "don't take my clothes. Do you want to see me go out naked?"

"Then it's naked." Lin Qing opened the curtain and wanted to help him get a dress. As soon as he looked up, he saw a bathrobe on the shelf. He sank his face and turned around. Just about to open his mouth, his lips were suddenly blocked.

He didn't indulge. He kissed her and stepped back. He put her two arms around his neck. Lin Qing had to stand on tiptoe. The pajamas were already short. The metal texture of the man's belt was pasted on her bare navel, cold and shocking.

Lin Qing closed his arms and hugged him. No one spoke. The heavy atmosphere at home could crush people at any time.

Mu Li chin against her neck, turned his head and smelled the faint smell of shampoo. His thin lips escaped a voice: "after holding his son, he came to hold me."

"You have no son to be loved." Lin Qing replied, but he didn't push it away.

"What are you talking about?"

Mu Li passed through her shoulder blades and hugged them very tightly, as if they were going to be embedded in the bone marrow. It's nice to hug each other quietly.

Lin Qing was infected by the atmosphere at this time and lowered her eyes slightly: "you are much more loved than your son."

This time Lin Qing was not let go, and the whole back was pasted on the wall.

Two days later, Mu Yonghao's body improved and went downstairs to have dinner with them. Shen Yuhe accompanied him every step of the way, and everything he did had to go through her hands.

Seeing her like this, Mu Yonghao's serious face didn't change much. But the feeling in the bottom of my heart, needless to say, can be felt.

Before the doctor left, Mu Li came down the stairs: "Uncle Li, take a step to talk."