Reborn lady my biggest

Chapter 161 The Sadness of Giving Birth
"Maybe he's dead," Qiu Zhi pouted. After receiving Su Zizeng's blank stare, he quickly changed his words: "At least in the eyes of the Wen family, he's dead."

This is the usual trick used by the so-called aristocratic families. When Wen Zimu was still the darling girl on the international T-stage, the Wen family could tolerate her apostasy, but when she was disabled and her glamor was gone, she should have disappeared forever. in the eyes of the world.Su Zi once thought of himself at Su Qingchang's funeral, so why not.In the eyes of the public, she, who restrained her father and mother, died a long time ago.No wonder Sister Mu stays at home all year round, paralyzed by alcohol.

"Okay, after paying the bill, you can go," Su Zizeng walked out. Perhaps only Sister Mu is the one who can understand the mood best. No wonder, after only two months together, she has already met Sister Mu. There was an indescribable intimacy.

"Zizen, wait," Qiu Zhi hastily paid the money. He has not told Su Zizeng that he must wait for him until he is successful. When he ran out of the store, Qiu Zhi still yelled, "It's a pity." Su Zizeng had already gotten into a taxi and had long since disappeared, "You have to wait for me."

In a burst of car exhaust, Su Zizeng's taxi disappeared after a while.

Qiu Zhi had no choice but to find his own car, and Qiu Zhi's sight was blocked by rows of well-parked cars. He didn't see Wen Maixue and Pero walking out of the Japanese restaurant in the mirror.

"Qiu Zhi and Su Zizeng got together again, and they are getting more and more useless," Wen Maixue was dissatisfied. It was because of people like Qiu Zhi that people in Mocheng would say that the old family was getting more and more declining. up.

"It seems that it's not just a simple participation," Pero looked at Qiu Zhi's dejected expression, and thoughtfully looked at the direction Su Zi had left.

At the door of "Aimu", Su Zizeng got out of the car, and Sister Mu still sat in the old seat.Through the glass window, Su Zi could once see the glistening wine in her hand, as well as that snow-white face.

"You're here," Sister Mu was quite used to Su Zizeng's arrival.On the contrary, in the past few months, because of the Paris assessment, Su Zizeng's patronage was absent in the store, and it was a little uncomfortable to be deserted.

"I'll take you, go out for a walk to bask in the sun," at about three o'clock in the afternoon, on the avenue of Fifth Street, the sun was moderate, and it gradually warmed the person's body without being dazzling.

"Basking in the sun?" Aimu is in the innermost part of District [-], at the end of a not-so-spacious street.The location is a bit remote, but the surroundings are well lit. It is close to the sixth district, and there is almost no shelter from high-rise buildings, so Ai Mo is bathed in the sun almost every day.For a long time, no one suggested that she get out of her love and go to bask in the sun.

"Yes, that's the kind of sun that bathes the whole body in the sun and makes people's shadows step on their feet." Su Zi Zeng seemed to have not noticed that Sister Mu's legs are inconvenient, and pulled her up.

Sister Mu, who stood up, looked even taller.Su Zi made a rough estimate, probably about the same height as Lin Ying in London.

The metal right foot and the still radiant left foot, just looking at the left foot, Su Zizeng still couldn't help sighing that Sister Mu gave birth to a pair of beautiful calves.The leg proportion of the calf is obviously longer than the thigh. In country Z, such straight and long legs are rare.

Sister Mu also noticed Su Zizeng's gaze, and she waited for a sigh.The brilliance of the left foot makes the right foot even darker.Everyone can't help but sigh when they see the difference between the two.

Before hearing that sighing sound, Su Zizeng just pulled Sister Mu to the street, and then let go of her, keeping an arm's length away from her.

Regardless of whether it was looking at the sun or the gazes of passers-by, Sister Mu stood awkwardly, watching Su Zizeng who was going further and further away without ever turning around to check, she moved her feet back an inch, and finally walked forward up.

For Sister Mu, walking slowly in the store and walking on the road are two completely different concepts.Her right foot, starting from the bottom of the knee, was completely cut off. She walked too fast, and the steel frame rubbed against the dead skinned joints, causing severe pain.Su Zizeng seemed completely unaware of Sister Mu's inconvenience, and kept a distance from her.

After walking half a street, Sister Mu straightened her back slightly because of her sudden height, and even raised her head. Sweat stars appeared on the tip of her nose, but she didn't make a sound. She walked faster and faster, and the corners of her mouth The smile became more and more obvious.This feeling has not been experienced for many years.

Su Zi's attitude towards her was the attitude towards a completely normal person.A large part of the reason why Sister Mu is unwilling to step out of "Amour" is because she does not want to be treated as a disabled person.I don't want everyone who sees her to use an attitude of pity and pity.

"This area has changed a lot." Su Zizeng heard Sister Mu's emotional voice behind him, and stopped. The two of them had already walked to the street park in the fifth district before they knew it.The place where they settled was under a billboard under construction, and several construction workers were assembling steel frames.Painters are mixing paints nearby.A sea breeze blowing from the sixth district blew away the smell of paint.

"The changes will be even greater in the future, Sister Mu, let the past pass," Su Zizeng noticed on the road, and put a blank billboard without coloring.In a few years, countless high-rise buildings will rise from the ground in Mocheng, all kinds of cars will be crowded on the road, and the smell of the sea breeze will be difficult to smell again.

Sister Mu bent her right leg and stopped on the side railing.The steel frame of the billboard has just been erected, and it is majesticly treed by the roadside.In the park, a pregnant woman swayed past with the support of her husband.

Sister Mu pointed to the happy couple, "I used to have that kind of happiness, the man who loves me, the child who is about to be born, but these are all in the past, and I can't get over it."

"I thought that a woman like Wen Zimu had already learned to give birth to sorrow," Su Zi never had the chance to experience being a mother. In the first few years of her ten-year marriage, she The first kidnapping was frail and sickly, and after the body recuperated, he began to indulge in various cosmetic surgeries, and his physical constitution was no longer suitable for pregnancy.

"Sorrowful childbirth? It's a brand new word, Zizeng, you have surprised me more than all the people put together," Sister Mu deliberately ignored the forgotten name.

"Maybe you prefer me to call you New," Su Zi once sat down and bowed her skirt to pay tribute, but she was wearing a British-style coat. Such a gesture seemed a bit nondescript.

"You know, what a clever ghost," Sister Mu laughed, and there were a few thin lines in the corners of her eyes, maybe because of the sunshine, maybe because of the smile, from this fragile glass man On Sister Mu, Su Zizeng once again saw the fascinating and aloof Wen Zimu, "You should call me Sister Mu."

"When I was in Paris, I met Ms. Bao Qin, and she asked me to say hello, that YSL girl," the greeting from an old acquaintance should be able to arouse some emotions.

"Does anyone still remember me?" Although Sister Mu has stayed away from the catwalk, she knows that the competition in the fashion industry is fiercer than any other field. This year's styles will not last next year, and the models from ten years ago should have disappeared long ago. into the dust of memory.

"I also met a girl named Lin Ying, because of you, she decided to walk on the catwalk," Su Zi once decided, if there is a chance, he must introduce Sister Mu and Lin Ying.

"Really? The splendor of the outside world has nothing to do with me," Sister Mu stood up straight, the sun made her a little dizzy, it's time to go back, too many memories will sweep her into the memory In the vortex, it is difficult to break free.

Su Zizeng opened his mouth, wanting to say something more. Sister Mu has wrapped a hard shell in her heart, which is difficult for outsiders to break through.

"Hello! Are you the one you admire?" With a timid female voice and the sound of high-heeled shoes stopping, a well-dressed female white-collar blocked Sister Mu's leaving footsteps.

The female white-collar worker was holding a folder in her hand, and she looked like she was going out to do some errands in a hurry. Her face was still red with the panting left after the hasty trip, and surprise flashed in her eyes.

She is?Su Zi once recalled that he did not know when he patronized the female customer of "Admiration".Su Zi only worked as a shopping guide for two months, so his memory is a little fuzzy.What's rare is that Sister Mu also looked blank.

"Don't you remember me? I am," the female white-collar worker lifted up her long hair and tied it behind her back. Her chin was in the sun, and it was folded into a beautiful arc.

The woman in District [-] who suffered domestic violence.Su Zizeng and Sister Mu reacted at the same time.The woman who wore a gown, covered her scars with makeup, and left the sixth district in despair.

"It's me," the female white-collar worker laughed, her laughter was like an oriole bird with spread wings, flying high under the winter sky early.

"I divorced that man, and then I found a job as a secretary in a newly built office building in the fourth district. Now there is a man who is pursuing me, and I will get married next year," the female white-collar seemed to have met for many years The old friend who had disappeared, talked about everything that happened next to her.The earlier loneliness and despair had long since been swept away, and her world was far from being gloomy.

"Congratulations," Sister Mu said lightly, the female white-collar worker bowed deeply, and then clasped her hands tightly, "Thank you, you changed my life."

The path of a person would have completely changed its trajectory because of a person he met by chance.

The sense of happiness of the female white-collar worker was transmitted to Sister Mu and Su Zi.Seeing the figure of the female white-collar worker reluctantly leaving, Sister Mu refused to look away for a long time, and after a long while, she said: "I should thank you.

(End of this chapter)