The next day, Mu Yiyi moved into a new home in the south of the city, a newly built elegant villa area.
The decoration style in the villa is Baroque, which is Lei Yufeng's favorite style.
She also specially set up a studio on the ground floor. Although it is impossible for her to paint as before due to the scar on her right wrist, she still likes to have such a sunny studio facing the garden.
Mu Yi glanced at the open door of the studio. There was a wooden easel in the corner of the studio, with an unfinished painting on it, covered with a white cloth.
On the wall are several previously framed paintings from when she was in college. They were all brought back from the Chu family.[
"Mom! From now on, this room will be your bedroom!" Mu Yiyi helped Ye Xinyi, who was a little slow, into another room on the ground floor.
"Jing, where are you and Chenchen? Where do you live?"
Ye Xinyi's thin body has recovered a lot since she woke up, but her intelligence is not as good as before. After all, after sleeping for so long, everything has to recover slowly.
"Mom, Xiaochen and I live upstairs." Mu Yi opened the glass door of the balcony one by one and let Ye Xinyi sit on the soft rattan chair. "Mom, when you have nothing to do, you can sit here and look at the flowers and drink.
Have tea!”
Ye Xinyi took her to sit next to her, looked at her with a smile, and said nothing.
"What's wrong? What are you looking at?" Mu Yiyi felt embarrassed and subconsciously straightened the hair hanging around her ears.
"Beautiful! Just as I thought!"
The smile on Mu Yiyi's fair face deepened. This sentence was Ye Xinyi's favorite sentence since she woke up.
"Only you can say that," Mu Yi held Ye Xinyi's shoulders and watched her act coquettishly. "If I want to say she's beautiful, I mean she looks like you. My mother is so beautiful, but I only inherited a little bit! What if I inherited everything?
Once it’s done, I’ll be perfect, that’s incredible!”
Mu Yiyi smiled and gestured with his hands.
Ye Xinyi's satisfied smile filled her face, her eyes were full of love, she reached out and hugged Mu Yiyi tightly.
"Jing, don't leave mom again!"
"Well! I can't!" Mu Yiyi lay in her mother's arms like a child, "From now on, you, me, Xiaochen, we will live together forever, just like a fairy tale..."
Fairy tale, to this day when the word fairy tale is mentioned, Mu Yiyi's heart still twitches and hurts.
…
"Yiyi, will we be together?"
"Wind, we will be together forever, just like the prince and princess in fairy tales living happily together!"
…
Those promises that were not vows but were better than vows were hovering in her ears at this moment...[
How long? Several years?
Why is it still so clear? Why is it still so unforgettable?
It's like it happened yesterday!
"Jing, what's wrong with you?" Ye Xinyi noticed Mu Yiyi's changes, touched her slightly cold face, and asked lovingly.
Mu Yiyi was stunned for a moment, and then he continued: "Anyway, we want to live together happily!"
Fortunately, her mother woke up, and she tasted the feeling of being hugged by her mother, full of happiness and joy.
"Hey! It would be great if... your father was here! Don't you think so? Hey!" There was a layer of mist in Ye Xinyi's beautiful big eyes.
"Dad can see our happiness!" Mu Yiyi looked at her and replied firmly.