It's fine now. Everything is settled. If he marries Susu, he can protect her.
Therefore, Murong Xi felt that there was nothing to worry about anymore. Although he felt that something was wrong, he was not the kind of person who thought too much. The thought was diluted by the joy of the upcoming engagement.
Su Muyuan looked at the various data on the side and said: "It's okay. He is very healthy."
After saying this, he glanced out the window inadvertently. It was early winter, and New York welcomed the first snow of this winter.
The snowflakes were floating freely. They were very small at first, but gradually they became bigger and bigger.
On snowy days, the world always looks so clean and beautiful.
This Christmas will be spent in the snow. It’s so nice.
He cleaned himself up and said goodbye with a smile: "That's it. I'm going out."
Mu Yange nodded and raised his eyebrows slightly. It could be seen that Su Muyuan didn't want to pursue the past anymore. Has he given up? Why.
Murong Xi, who had always been heartless, snorted coldly and said disdainfully: "Ugly and weird lame uncle."
There was no hesitation in the words. Su Muyuan pulled the door open. His body could not help but freeze. But it was only for a moment. The next moment, he limped out.
One shoulder carries all the sorrows of the past and present.
His shoulders were so broad, and his back was so painful, as if it was about to be bent by pain.
Mu Yange originally wanted to care for Murong Xi a few more words. When he saw Murong Xi acting like this, he immediately wanted to punch him. But thinking of Su Muyuan, he endured it: "Murong Xi, please have some moral integrity. You will be able to do it when the time comes. You regret it."
"I'm telling the truth. The lame uncle doesn't care what you care about."
He is naive and heartless.
Mu Yange didn't want to talk to him anymore. She turned around and left. The door swung with a bang.
He doesn't like to see Murong Xi very much now.
He went downstairs. Su Muyuan had already gone to the dining room to eat. His expression was calm, as if what just happened had nothing to do with him. He even greeted himself leisurely: "The cook here is good. Stay a few more days. I'm sure. Can get fat."
At that time, Mu Yange really wanted to pry open Su Muyuan's head to see what was inside.
Depend on.
It is true that the emperor was not in a hurry to kill the eunuch.
He was worried to death. Su Muyuan didn't even feel a dime.
"Su Muyuan. What on earth are you thinking about."
Mu Yange felt that he was just shouting.
Su Muyuan covered his ears and expressed that he was frightened. Then he asked innocently: "What do you think?"
He was actually still doing riddles.
"Murong Xi, what are you going to do?"
Su Muyuan suddenly paused. Then he raised his eyes and looked at Mu Yange. After a long while, he said, "I'm tired. I don't want to move anymore."
I am already very tired. My body cannot survive a month. My whole body is in pain. My whole body is filled with wounds. My legs hurt when I walk. Murong Xi who never loved me. Murong Xi who has confused memory...
All of this made him too tired.
He won't live much longer.
So: "It's better to love yourself."
Take advantage of the last moment to be kind to yourself.
Don't think about caring about another heartless person. Just think about yourself. Live leisurely.
Mu Yange looked at Su Muyuan and was suddenly speechless.
If Su Muyuan doesn't love her anymore, what's the use of forcing her.
"I do whatever you want."
Mu Yange dropped a few words and went out.
He no longer wanted to worry about this matter. He was too speechless.
After Su Muyuan had eaten, he started reading. The books he read at this time were also light-hearted and romantic. Because he wanted to relax, he read a novel. "The Time Traveler's Wife". A man who traveled through various time and space fell in love with a girl. Love.
He has loved her since she was very young. But he is always traveling in turbulent time and space...
Ending. The male protagonist died during some time travel.
However, when the heroine turned gray-haired, she saw her lover again. It was short-lived, but very warm.
Because the male protagonist still secretly looked at her as she aged.
There is a sentence at the end of the article: I love you. Forever and ever. Time is not a big deal.
He closed the book and felt incredibly calm.
The surroundings were also very quiet. He sat in a wicker chair and only listened to the crackling of firewood in the fireplace. It was quiet and beautiful.
Time is like water. Time is quiet...
Su Muyuan thought, it would be nice to sleep peacefully like this.
But suddenly, the door opened, bringing with it a blast of air-conditioning.
Su Muyuan is no better now than he was then. The mutated virus is roaring in his body. He is now very afraid of the cold. His hands and feet are also cold.
At this time, cold air came in, and he couldn't help shivering.
Then, he looked at the people who came. They were Rong Xi and Su. They were holding hands. They seemed to have just come back from playing in the snow. They were panting, but their faces were rosy and healthy.
Rong Xi had a camera in her hand. It was a small SLR. Apparently she took a lot of photos in the snow.
Su Muyuan looked at it for a few seconds and then continued reading. But his thoughts could no longer be peaceful. They were restless. That feeling was really bad.
In fact, saying relieved is a lie.
All Su Muyuan could do was force himself to pretend to be relieved.
Su had already gone up to change clothes. Rong Xi came to him.
Su Muyuan then raised his eyes and looked at Rong Xi.
Rong Xi said coldly: "Are you going to live here recently?"
Su Muyuan nodded slightly: "Yes."
Rong Xi frowned: "We are going to have a party here tomorrow. Then you hide in the house and don't come out. My girlfriend doesn't like you. And... you don't know. You look like a beggar. I don't know you either." How on earth did you convince Little Pigeon to let him take you in?"
His tone was full of contempt and disgust. He had an unspeakable disgust for Su Muyuan.
Su Muyuan stood up, held the book in his arms, and looked directly at him calmly.
When he stood up, Murong Xi realized that he was actually very tall. He was a few centimeters taller than himself. His expression was noble and peaceful. He was clearly the type of person he wouldn't hate. But somehow, Rong Xi found out that he was very tall. Xi just felt that she hated him very much.
"I see."
Su Muyuan calmly held the book and planned to leave.
Go back to your room and see for yourself. Out of sight, out of mind.
"Hello."
Murong Xi suddenly grabbed Su Muyuan's shoulders. His eyes were full of impatience: "Why are you talking? I call you 'lame uncle' to respect you. Do you have any dissatisfaction?"
"No."
Su Muyuan was very impatient and felt very sad. He never thought that Murong Xi would treat him like this. However, he admitted it and endured it. Now he just wanted to leave here far away and never show up again.
He, Su Muyuan, has his own pride.
However, it was obvious that Murong Xi had no intention of letting him go.