The Most Loving Marriage In History: Master Mu’s Pampered Wife

When Xi Xia’s words fell, Mu Ling’s poetry suddenly floated a little more complicated, and sighed slightly. “Brother is too guilty of self-blame...”

"Xunzi, you and my brother... I know that you are grandmother, they arranged to meet each other, but I feel that you really match. To be honest, you are the first person I have ever seen into my brother's eyes. My brother, that guy... Although he looks very indifferent, he is a good man..."

When Mu Lingshi said that he was admiring the dust, there were some unspeakable pity in his heart. These years, because of these things, they all made people feel bad. Even if they went abroad for a few years, they would not really be able to heal the wounds.

"The world of brother's feelings is still a blank piece of paper... So, I hope that you can be a little better for your brother, and keep him safe. He will certainly give you happiness."

Some summer evenings, Mu Ling’s poetry suddenly said this to her. It was her right to tell her about Amo. Now, it seems that the topic has become her and she has become a fan.

Is the emotional world a blank piece of paper?

That means...

Xi Xia night could not help but lifted his eyes and looked at Mu Ling Shi, some surprised.

"Amo said that since my brother married you, my face has a lot of smiles. I want to come, we should thank you too, and you know, you know, rest assured, as long as you are good to brother, we will always be Your strong backing."

Mu Lingshi's tone is very firm, his eyes are full of sincerity, his face is filled with a faint smile. "I like you very much. Brother said that we hope we can be good friends. I don't know if I will have that honor?"

I listened to Xia night, and suddenly smiled and nodded happily. "That is my honor."

The smile on Mu Ling’s face was more and more brilliant, and the scar seemed to be dimmed. She took a breath and leaned against the cold pillar behind her, whispering, “Thank you! I have a few of them except Su Chen’s brother. I have not made any friends, I am very happy to have a speaker."

Xi Xia night, a trip, I didn’t know what I could say, I thought about it, I was faint. "When you are bored, you can find me, change the sky, introduce Su Nan to you, she is a Very good person, and the only good friend I can talk to..."

Xi Xia night is actually quite clear about the situation of this Mu Ling poem. The mother died young, no one knows the father, and the biological brother is... and it is still like this.

This kind of feeling, she has a deep understanding of summer night, and Mu Lingshi is also insisting on her, just like this, how can they not be lonely?

She now finally understands why she was so convinced that she would like to be on Mu Ling’s poems. When she wants to come, she is expected to have her temper. When she meets Mu Ling’s poetry, she will have a sense of resonance, a similar experience, and nature. ......

Suddenly, she was fortunate that she did not give up and did not abandon her original nature in these years. Otherwise, she ended her own extremes in the military school of that year, or even more sorrowful revenge Xi Xinyi. Well, now all this, presumably no longer has it...

Xi Xia night, in fact, you are still lucky, fate has not abandoned you, everything that has been suffered before is to have all of this in the future, so perhaps, you should be grateful for the fate.

Mu Lingshi listened to Xixia night and said something, and suddenly it was a chuckle. "No, my brother said that you are stupid. I haven’t tried to test me. I want to introduce my good friend to me? I am not afraid that I am a Hypocritical wicked?"

It was said that Xia Xia suddenly paused and stunned, and then he said, "I believe that he is a good person, and he must be very good, and he is also a good person."

The tone is very solemn, and the fundus is full of seriousness.

Mu Ling Shi smiled even louder. "Xunzi, I suddenly found out that you are really cute. I guess my brother must always tease you, but he should bow down to get your high trust!"

"What about you? You and Amo..."

Taking advantage of this momentum, I will try my way on summer night.

The words of Xi Xia night fell, and the smile on Mu Ling’s face slightly converged somewhat, but it was not as depressed as I was just now. “I have no way to return to him with me. I know that it must be My brother has said hello to you, and I know your thoughts. However, some things have happened. There is no way to change them. Just like the scar on my face, it will follow my life. There is no way to erase it. ""

Listening to the words of Mu Lingshi, Xi Xia’s heart is also sinking.

It is undeniable, it is true, just as she had no way to really let go of everything.

"I know the feeling in your heart, but I can see that Amo really cares about you. Sometimes, when I change another new way of life, there is nothing wrong with it... I was married to your brother. At that time, my mother told me that when I came to this time, I didn’t say what I experienced, but when the feelings came, I should still believe to accept..."

Speaking of this, Xi Xia night paused and took a breath. "It is not easy to meet someone who is sincere to yourself, and who likes it. The external factor is not the reason that bothers you, but your heart. Not open... Life is too short, 10,000 years is too long, only fight for the day... No longer love, we must be old... To be brave and love is..."

"As I said to my mother, she and my father, I think you know... I really hope that you and Amo, can not miss each other, can you make yourself better, actually look at yourself ......"

Said, Xi Xia night also slowly got up, turned his head, and finally looked at the complex look of Mu Lingshi, a beautiful smile on his face, turned around -

"I told your brother, Amo looked at your eyes, just like Dad looked at Mom's eyes. I think he must love you very much, as long as you are willing to put aside your burdens to accept him. After many years, you also It will be like a parent..."

Xixia night finally fell such a sentence, the thin and slender figure has passed through the light sunset, so the light tone, like the wind through the bamboo forest, long distance, blowing a dark glimpse of Mu Ling poetry.

Life is too short, 10,000 years is too long, only fight for the day... No longer love, we must be old... Be brave to love...

Mu Ling's poems repeatedly recited such a sentence in the bottom of my heart. For a moment, I felt that my eyes were somewhat inexplicable, and the depression of the chest for a long time was also sour.

She squinted her eyes and took a deep breath, and finally suppressed the emotions of her heart...