Chapter 613 If the sky has feelings, the sky will be old

After saying that, Yu Xiaobai said to Yu Shaoqian happily: "Dad, are you here to pick up Dabai? Thank God, Dabai finally came back, and I want to die of Dabai."

Yu Xiaobai said to Mu Yajing again: "Dabai left, we are going home for dinner. I am a little hungry. Are you hungry?"

Mu Yajing spoke in a moment.

Go home for dinner?

It would be impossible for her to go back to Yu's house for dinner.

It was enough to see Yu Shaoqian that she was embarrassed, not to mention that she had to go to the Yu family and meet Mrs. Yu later.

Mu Yajing was about to refuse, but suddenly Yu Shaoqian next to her looked at him.

That look is deep and long.

Inexplicably, Mu Yajing swallowed back what she wanted to say.

And here Yu Shaoqian said, "Go out to eat today."

Yu Xiaobai was also very happy to hear that he went out to eat.

He smiled and said, "Dabai, Daddy invites us to have dinner outside!"

Mu Yajing forced a smile.

Since I went out for dinner, I didn’t have to go to the Yu family, Mu Yajing agreed.

Because she also wanted to have a good meal with Yu Xiaobai.

...

The restaurant is called "Yajing".

This is a very unique restaurant.

It is a restaurant built specifically for Mu Yajing by Yu Shaoqian.

After entering this restaurant, a trance flashed in Mu Yajing's eyes.

How long has Yu Shaoqian brought her to this restaurant last time?

It seems that it didn't take long.

But why did such a big change happen in a short time?

Yu Shaoqian brought her here at that time.

How sweet they are.

But now...

A poem suddenly appeared in Mu Yajing's mind.

Last year, today in this door.

The human face and peach blossoms are red.

I don't know where the human face goes.

The peach blossoms still smile in the spring breeze.

Her heart was suddenly filled with a feeling of soreness.

And just then Yu Xiaobai said, "Dad, I think this restaurant is so beautiful, it is so rustic and antique, making people feel like I can't help but want to recite a poem."

"Then you think." Yu Shaoqian said in a low voice.

Yu Xiaobai's mouth opened, and his voice was crisp and loud: "Geese, goose, geese, romance, singing to the sky, white hair floating in green water, red palms plucking the clear waves."

“…”

Even though Mu Yajing's heart was soaked with sorrow at this moment, she still couldn't help but twitch the corners of her eyes.

Yu Shaoqian also looked helpless.

Yu Xiaobai seemed to think that reading this poem was inappropriate.

He said, "Dad, I can't recite poetry, otherwise would you read a poem for me and mommy?"

After saying that, Yu Xiaobai pulled Yu Shaoqian's arm and made a plea.

Mu Yajing thought Yu Shaoqian would definitely not agree, because Yu Shaoqian didn't seem to be the kind of person who likes to recite poetry.

But she was surprised.

The man actually agreed.

He opened his thin lips lightly, and his voice was particularly magnetic because of the dullness: "Last year, today, the peach blossoms on the face of the human face were red, and the peach blossoms were still smiling at the spring breeze."

Mu Yajing was stunned.

She subconsciously looked at Yu Shaoqian.

But I found that Yu Shaoqian was also staring at her.

Mu Yajing's blood was boiling hot.

Yu Shaoqian thought that he was the same as hers.

The bitterness in the chest began to surge again.

God is so cruel.

Yu Xiaobai couldn't understand the poem Yu Shaoqian was chanting.

He grabbed his hair and said seriously: "I still think my goose is better."

………

An hour later, the three of them walked out of the restaurant.

Originally, Mu Yajing was leaving, but Yu Xiaobai said that the three of them were going shopping together.

Mu Yajing couldn't bear to refuse her son, so she agreed.

But soon, she regretted agreeing to Yu Xiaobai.

Because at first, Yu Xiaobai was holding her hand on the left and Yu Shaoqian's hand on the right, but after walking for ten minutes, he suddenly let go of the hands of the two people.

He took a step forward, then turned around and looked at Mu Yajing and Yu Shaoqian behind him.

Yu Xiaobai's eyes were bright: "Dabai, Daddy, I realized that I have become a small light bulb. You two have to hold hands, but I can't be a small light bulb."

Mu Yajing froze in an instant.

Yu Shaoqian didn't say anything here either.

Yu Xiaobai couldn't help but feel a little surprised when he saw that his parents were not moving.

He couldn't help but urge, "Dabai, Daddy, why don't your hands be held together? You should hold hands!"

Just when Mu Yajing didn't know what to say, Yu Shaoqian's hand suddenly reached over and then grabbed Mu Yajing's hand.

The little hand was wrapped in the big hand.

Both of them were very cold.

But for some reason, the magical version generated infinite current at the moment of holding it, which made both of them warm up.

Mu Yajing's breathing was suddenly rapid.

She wanted to pull out her hand, but Yu Shaoqian leaned over.

He said softly in Mu Yajing's ear: "Don't let the child doubt it."

Only Mu Yajing can hear the man's voice.

When he spoke, the heat sprayed on Mu Yajing's earlobe, making Mu Yajing's ears itchy.

Mu Yajing finally gave up the idea of ​​pulling her hand out of Yu Shaoqian's.

She told herself that she would act as a show.

...

Although it was just taken as a show, Mu Yajing was still very unnatural.

She tried her best to change her mind and not put her mind on the hand that Yu Shaoqian was holding tightly.

Perhaps because of the strong suggestion in my heart, Mu Yajing really changed her mind.

She remembered the last time she went shopping with Yu Shaoqian and Yu Xiaobai.

At that time, they were such a sweet and happy family of three.

They brought Yu Xiaobai to buy hats and helped the elderly man setting up a street stall, which also made her old colleague who was arrogant in front of her very ashamed.

But now...

Just as a gust of wind came, Mu Yajing's black hair draped over her shoulders was blown up.

Mu Yajing subconsciously raised her head.
To be continued...