Muchuan and Xiang Wan

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A hundred days of injury.

Bai Muchuan's birthday passed quickly.

In a blink of an eye, three months passed.

In these three months, Xiang Xiang didn't open a new book, accompanied him every day, admiring the flowers and the moon, enjoying Kyoto, and spent a relatively relaxing three months.

Li Ma was sent over by Zhu Xueyan to take care of their lives.

She is killing two birds with one stone, and Li Ma was not a person she used to be.

But for Bai Muchuan and Xiang Wan, Li Ma is a familiar and reassuring person. She is comfortable with her and has a better attitude towards Zhu Xueyan. Especially late in the evening, some things that Bai Muchuan was inconvenient to come forward were taken care of by her, which perfectly interpreted the identity of Bai Muchuan's wife. After several trips, from Bai Zhenhua to Zhu Xueyan, his attitude towards Xiang Wan has also changed.

At least, she is a kind person.

No harm to others, and no covetment of their property.

Being polite to each other and being able to pass in face is the best way to get along with your wife's family.

Xiang Wan got a lot of "experience teaching" from Auntie, and it is also handy to use. For three months, except for the egret who ran to the bed of Bai Muchuan and cried and mourned her young uncle who was taken away by the woman, she had no trouble.

After being discharged from the hospital, Bai Muchuan refused to go to the nursing home and returned to his own home.

This community is very quiet, playing games here with Xiang Wan~www.readwn.com~ every day, he feels relaxed and his body gradually improves.

At this time, Kyoto has already entered the summer.

In the fierce weather, life was impetuous, but the two of them lived at home, and they had a sense of free and easy to forget the world.

If it weren't for Li Ma's return from shopping on this day, he would return a gift given by Cheng Weiji, and he would soon forget that there was such a trouble in Bai Muchuan's life.

Li Ma never spoke much, but she was a smart person.

The things about the host are clear in her stomach. Therefore, carrying a gift is like carrying a stone, like a thousand years old, wandering at the door of the room for a long time before courageous, knocked on the door and told Bai Muchuan.

"Mr. Xiaobai, Mr. Cheng sent you something just now."

Bai Muchuan narrowed his eyes and sat by the window with a book on his knees.

Sitting at his side by night, quiet and watery, lined with the fluttering gauze curtains, they were as beautiful as a painting.

Hearing the words, looking at him at night, he didn't speak.

Neither did he.

Ma Li stood at the door, bowed her head awkwardly, and pursed her pockets.

"Mr. Cheng originally wanted to come in to see you. I said that you had ordered it. If you didn't see you during the rest period, he wouldn't be reluctant, but I must give this... to you."

It was a cloth pocket.

opaque.

What's inside is invisible.

When Bai Muchuan was in the hospital, Cheng Weiji came a few times.

However, Bai Muchuan refused to meet him. Later, Bai Zhenhua and Zhu Xueyan could not see it anymore. After persuading Bai Muchuan several times, he was still unmoved.

In other words, so far, I haven't seen one.

What will he send?

Xiang Wan guessed it was something like a tonic, and glanced at Bai Muchuan again.

"or……"

She didn't want to embarrass Ma, and stood there all the time.

But Bai Muchuan snatched in front of her, and said softly, "Yes, I know. You can take the things."

"Ah?" Li Ma stunned.

"Send you." Bai Muchuan hooked his lips, smiled lightly, did not want to destroy the atmosphere of getting along with the night, the sound was as light and pleasant as possible, "You left me the key to grandma, and helped me win so many good things, I should have thanked you."

"But, Mr. Xiaobai, I..."

"It's nothing." Bai Muchuan lifted his chin. "Here, just hold it."

Ma Li looked down at her pocket, "...Mr. Xiaobai, you have given me a lot of things. And this..." She carried her pocket up, "It's very heavy, and the bag is very tight, I don't know. What is it. When Mr. Cheng left, he repeatedly told me to hand it over to you. I think it must be very important, or should you take a look first?"

Bai Muchuan was expressionless and pondered.

He glanced at him at night and stood up to fight back, "I'll help you see..."

She knows that Bai Muchuan has a complicated relationship with Cheng.

There are some knots that cannot be easily opened.

"Thank you, Mom Li." Xiang Wan took it with a smile.

"No thanks, then I'm going to cook."

"Well, hard work!"

"Hey, not hard or hard!"

Li Li waved her hand and left with a smile.

In this servant, the salary is high, and the host's family has little control, and it is not difficult to wait.

For her, it is a very good job, and of course she has to do her best. Xiang Wan and Bai Muchuan, because she is an old man left by Mrs. Bai, never treat her as a invited worker, just like treating her elders very well.

Closed the door to Xiangye, sat back carrying something, patted his pocket.

"Let me take a look, in case what a precious baby, I will make a fortune......"

Her mocking tone was glanced at by Bai Muchuan.

"Hey." Xiang Wan wasn't angry. He looked at his pocket twice, knowing that he was also curious, but could not wipe his face.

"Say it first, don't allow me to grab it. You don't want it... whatever it is, it belongs to me." Xiang Ye continued to joke, and while talking, took the big box out of his pocket and laid it flat On the knees.

It is a wooden box.

Fine ebony, refined by carvings, antique.

There is a faint smell of wood.

Xiang Wan stroked the face of the box, "I think it's just this box, looks like it's very valuable?"

Bai Muchuan lay on his back and squinted her, "The way you love money is full of ironic meaning of realism."

Xiang Wan said, "I have always loved money, haven't you found it?"

Bai Muchuan pursed his lips, "No."

Xiang Wan smiled with eyes bent, "Is it silly? To hold you up, I always pretend to be tall, and then set up the game step by step, seeing you fall into my trap, and I will catch my hand. In fact, my bones are tacky. Woman. My philosophy of life is to love money, love money, and money. But-啧啧啧, pitiful, you regret it is too late."

"Not right?"

"What's wrong?"

Lift the lid late and move carefully.

This thing looks so beautiful, she is afraid of breaking it.

Bai Muchuan's eyes fell on her hands, seemingly smiling, "Apart from you like money, don't you still have male sex?"

Xiang Wan raised his eyelids, aimed at him, thought for a moment, and pondered: "If the male color you are referring to is yourself, then... it will be okay. After all, it is only so much worse than money. It just feels."

Bai Muchuan: "..."

His cold face sank.

"Xiangwan, do you think I can't hit you when I get hurt?"

"No, no, no." Xiang Wan laughed, lips fluttering, "I just don't want to lie. If I don't tell the truth, then I'm so sorry for the money..."

"……you can."

"Thank you!"

"Ben Shao seems to have not moved his bones for a long time..." Bai Muchuan stretched his voice, "Is it, um~"

A ah word, long and winding.

Endless meaning——

Xiang Wan looked at his affectionate eyes and blinked.

"I will help you with activities in the evening? But... first ask, is Mu Ershao preparing for one chapter of activity, or two chapters of activity?"

"..."

Recently Bai Muchuan's house was at home, and Mu Ershao's fans were mad and happy.

Free!

What are you doing for boredom?

Xiang Wan let him write!

Write what?

"Whitelist"!

Three changes a day, two changes are also common.

He paid back the debt owed a while ago.

Recently, I have received help from God, and my writing is in excellent condition. Because of physical reasons, I have written more, but it has become a debt owed to him lately.

So, hearing this "long time inactivity", Xiangyue's scalp is numb.

"One chapter is not a thing, two chapters are just right, three chapters depend on the situation, and four chapters are more durable."

"Cough cough cough!" Xiang Wan choked and smiled at him: "Mr. Xiaobai, how can you think of the hungry wolf in your eyes? And I am the little sheep that is about to be ruined. , Struggling, just watching his body fall into the big mouth of the blood basin..."

"little sheep?"

"Huh~"

"Okay, just call me at night. Keep calling."

"...Hhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh..."

"puff!"

The handsome face of Bai Muchuan finally smiled.

"Long night, that's you--"

"It's me, it's me. Muma~"

Xiang Xiang grunted his mouth, made a kiss, and bowed his head to take out the contents of the box.

"What the hell? The packaging is so tight."

She has opened three floors since opening the box.

A wooden cover on it.

The middle layer of cloth bag.

There is actually a layer of packaging inside.

"Ha! Could it be the heirloom of the Cheng family?"

She joked and unpacked the packaging.

There are two things in it.

A notebook, a jewelry box.

"Hey, maybe it's a heirloom?" Xiang Xiang took away his notebook and opened the box.

That is a set of emerald jewelry.

Xiangyue is not an expert and can't see the price.

Looking at the light for a long time, turning his head to prepare to ask Bai Muchuan, but he saw that he picked up the notebook, his face slightly changed.

"What's the matter?" Xiang Wan didn't love money anymore, put down the jewelry box and looked up.

Bai Muchuan half-closed his eyes, "It's her diary..."

Uh! she was?

Only one of her would make him so overshadowed.

At that time, people seem to love to write a diary?

Xiang Ye didn't say anything, and looked at him from time to time.

Bai Muchuan read it for a long time, except for the rustling of turning the book, he didn't say a word.

"Xiao Bai?" Xiang Wan called him without responding. He got up and poured a glass of water for him. He sat back on his knees and looked up. He could only see the old patterns on the back of the notebook and those mottled marks.

"what happened?"

Bai Muchuan sneered.

"He wants to impress me with this? Is it too late?"

Xiang Wan was shocked by his cold expression.

"It's your mother's diary?"

He did not deny that he put down the cup, put the notebook on the coffee table, and turned his head to look out the window. This season, the scorching sun is like a fire, dispersing the darkness and haze under the sky, Bai Muchuan's face is facing the light and shadow, deep and handsome, and his eyes are as bright as the light.

"I couldn't put down the high shelves and majesty before. Now I can't afford the precarious emotions. He is a failed man. The most ridiculous person, never knows."

Standing up slowly, standing behind him and squeezing his shoulder.

"Ok."

silence.

For a long time, Bai Muchuan asked.

"Why don't you persuade me?"

During these three months, everyone was persuading him.

Persuade him to let go, persuade him to open, persuade him to accept.

Advise him to make all compromises in life.

Bloodline and ethics are the most powerful weapons.

They held it in their hands, covered the cold light with tenderness, and then used morality to make bullets, trying to kidnap his mind.

Only late, never persuade.

"I understand you." Xiang Wan's hand relaxed and his voice softened. "You have the right to forgive, but no obligation to forgive."

Bai Muchuan didn't speak, squinting at her, her dangerous eyes gradually softened.

Xiang Xiang looked at him quietly, "They are not you, have never experienced your experience, and will never understand your mood... Similarly, I am not. I can't feel empathy, but I can choose to respect, not Impose your will on you. Bai Muchuan, in this unhealthy moral ecology, I want to be the one who knows you best."

Bai Muchuan put her hand on the back of her hand, squeezed it, and dragged her over.

"Little to late."

Squatting down towards the night, raising an eyebrow at him and smiling, "Is it moving? Is it love me in particular?"

Bai Muchuan kissed the back of her hand and smiled with a lip: "Yes, I love you."

Xiang Wan: "It's over! My scheming girl is setting you up again, so I'm asking if you are afraid?"

Bai Muchuan held her face and kissed, "Gan Zhi is like a bun."

"Well!"

"A chapter?"

"..."

On the windowsill are blooming roses.

Bloom with the sun,

Fill the entire space.

Breathing is also sweet.

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