"Oh? That Yang Guo is your junior brother?" Mo Qianxun raised his eyebrows: "You have lost your memory, don't remember Mo Ling, don't remember yourself, but you still remember him alone. It seems that your previous relationship must be very good."
"...Yes." The reasoning is good, Bai Weiwei sweated in a cold sweat, and rubbed her nose and responded.
Mo Qianxun didn't ask her questions anymore, patted her hands, looked at her eyes quietly, swept across her face, and the patrol was inquiring.
After a while, he sighed softly, but didn't say anything else. He just naturally stretched out his thumb and wiped off the eyelashes that fell from the corner of her eyes. He said warmly: "Go and wash up quickly! I will have to leave after dinner."
Bai Wei nodded slightly, wiped the corners of his eyes embarrassedly, and the depths of his heart rippled with his movements. He wanted to confess everything to him honestly, but there was always a feeling that it was not the time to say it out now. After all, people here still believe in the sayings of ghosts and gods. Maybe they know that if the soul in this body is replaced, they will treat her as a monster.
She has seen many stories, because of ignorance and horror, the relationship between husband and wife collapsed. She had to worry, just like the classic story "The Legend of the White Snake" that became famous at home and abroad, the idiot Xu Xian loved her wife so much, but when she heard that she was a snake spirit, she helped Fahai to reveal her true form. This led to the two of them suffering a lot later, and they also encountered many twists and turns on the road of love, and eventually they were separated from inside and outside.
She is a person who is extremely afraid of trouble and pain. Besides, she doesn't know how accepting Mo Qianxun is. She cherishes the faint warm feelings between them very much. After thinking about it, she should endure it and not cause trouble for oneself.
The young version of Yang Guo may be very busy. Under Bai Weiwei's earnest gaze, his body trembled a few times. When Dad Mo asked him to stay for food, he hurriedly pushed him but ran away.
Now, outside the courtyard gate, at the remote and long small diameter opening, fallen leaves flew and danced with the wind.
Xier Lingqiao'er also came out to see Mo Qianxun farewell.
Mo Qianxun is really leaving, Bai Weiwei is tidying up the front of his gray long gown like a virtuous little wife.
After Mo Laoliu finished his instructions, he went back to his room with two tactful girls, leaving room for the young couple to say goodbye.
Mo Qianxun hooked the small bag he had made on his shoulder and held Bai Weiwei's slender hand: "Madam, I really can't bear to part with you."
Bai Weiwei's heart throbbed, raised her little face and smiled openly, "I can't bear to part with you, either."
Mo Qianxun reluctantly held her hand tightly and put it beside her mouth and kissed her: "Soon, at most three months. I promise you that I will come back to see you whenever I have time."
Bai Wei shook her head slightly. She had been out once. It was not far from the prosperous area of Kyoto. Of course, this was for a carriage. It was very tiring to walk so much!
"It's still no need. I will be very tired after working for a whole day. If I run around, I will be exhausted. Don't worry about my family, I will take good care of my father."
Mo Qianxun said: "Don't just care about taking care of your father, but also take good care of yourself. If you have any needs and are inconvenient to buy it, I will tell Wen Tai that it is more convenient for him to deliver goods to others every day and bring some things. Don't save money for me. My husband earns money for his wife! The more you spend, the happier I am."