Mr. Mu, stop bullying Professor Jian.

After dinner, Mu Qingyuan took Mu Huisheng and Dong Mingyue to familiarize themselves with the entire villa. Considering that Dong Mingyue's leg had just recovered, they all planned to live on the first floor.

In the afternoon, Mu Qingyuan quickly found a reliable aunt to do the housework and a family doctor for rehabilitation.

Everything is arranged properly.

When Mu Qingyuan left the villa, neither Mu Huisheng nor Dong Mingyue tried to keep him, as they each had their own lives to live.

Just like Mr. Mu who is in the hospital, he has someone to accompany him, but he does not need all his children to be around him every day. The gears of time never stop for one person.

"Stop looking, go back and sit for a while. I'll accompany you from now on. Didn't you say last time that after the New Year, we'd buy an RV and travel all over the country?"

"Yeah, I'm looking forward to it."

Dong Mingyue smiled. She met Mu Huisheng on a journey when she was young.

Their meeting was beautiful, their love was beautiful, and even their breakup was simple and peaceful.

For the sake of her future and her dreams, she mercilessly killed the man she loved. He was young and had not seen all the prosperity in the world, so he was unwilling to stop for one person.

We broke up peacefully, with no deep feelings or any resentment.

When you are young, you don’t understand the value of the first encounter. When you look back, the years have passed.

Like Dong Mingyue, she didn't expect that, as fate would have it, she accidentally got married to Mu Xingchen. In the end, she failed to become a hardworking person, let alone realize her dream of freedom.

And even though Mu Huisheng married his new love, they were not as happy as they once were, and they finally separated again, missing the beautiful girl.

Many things are probably destined by fate.

They went around in circles, and finally walked together in this way as the sun set, which was also a kind of perfection...

So, when her son said that he couldn't change, Dong Mingyue thought, if they didn't waste time, it wouldn't be a bad idea for them to go back to each other sooner.

But, unexpectedly, she still regretted it later...

Mu Qingyuan drove out of the villa area and called Jian Zhinian, but he didn't expect the line to be busy...

Jian Zhinian was holding his cell phone. He was hiding in a secluded corner of the empty court, talking to Luo Jiushuai on the phone.

"Jiu Shuai, do you think it's okay for me to do this?"

The winter wind was howling, and the evening was gloomy and chilly. Jian Zhinian wandered around F University for a long time, and he was lost in thoughts the whole afternoon.

He came to F University because it is a school. Even though it is not his alma mater, it is a place he is familiar with.

As the year draws to a close, most students have gone home. It is quiet here and can accommodate all his anxieties and hesitations.

He didn't have to hide in a cramped house, suffering and hesitating.

Luo Jiushuai knew what was bothering Jian Zhinian, and he was also silent. It was difficult to empathize and understand such things if one was not involved. Everyone cared about different things, and their reactions were also different.

He didn't know what Mu Qingyuan would think.

I don't even know how Jian Zhinian can start...

Not everyone has the courage to face their deepest secrets, the shame and "defects" that they least want to face...

Even a thick-skinned man like Luo Jiushuai has pains that may seem insignificant to others but are untouchable to him.

Everyone has weaknesses and soft spots.

Luo Jiushuai spoke carefully and sighed, "Zhi Nian, follow your heart. Don't be afraid. You can survive no matter how bad the situation is."

Jian Zhinian sat on the grass, looking up at the sky. It was gloomy and cold, and it seemed that something was floating in the air, piece by piece...

"okay, I get it."

No matter how bad it is, you can still survive.

Jian Zhinian gritted his teeth, hung up the phone, and called back Mu Qingyuan's missed call.

"Qingyuan, are you here?" he asked, his voice relaxed, without any trace of the depression he had just felt.

Mu Qingyuan answered quickly, with a happy tone in his voice, and seemed to have some expectation, and said: "Well, on the way, are you still near F University? I'll pick you up."

"I am here."

He was waiting for him here.

Jian Zhinian stood alone in the empty stadium. He stretched out his hand, and the ice in his hand was as cold as water.

"Qingyuan, it's snowing."

Mu Qingyuan looked at the windshield wipers that started automatically in front of the car, and the corners of his mouth curved deeper, and he said, "Yes, it's snowing."

Jian Zhinian's voice rang out again in my ears. He said, "Qingyuan, hurry up. I'm at the football field behind the F University."

Mu Qingyuan didn't hang up the phone, but sped up the car. He was like a young boy, and he couldn't wait...

As the gate of F University was right in front of me, my cell phone kept ringing with text messages popping up one after another.

He frowned, thinking it was a scam message and didn't take it seriously.

Only after he could clearly see the text of the last message appearing on the screen did he pull over and slam on the brakes.

He controlled his emotions, parked the car, told Jian Zhinian that he was almost there, and hung up the phone.

Then I sat in the car, unlocked my phone, and clicked on the messages. There were pictures and text. Maybe I could only get the phone number of the person who sent the message, and all the content was sent in the form of MMS.

Hence, there is the constant reminder sound...

The moment he finished reading it, Mu Qing felt like his heart was about to explode. It was impossible, he didn't believe it.

How could he believe it!

He got out of the car, slammed the door, completely forgetting about locking the car door, and strode into K University.

Seeing his unfriendly expression, the guard stopped him immediately. He pursed his lips, without raising his eyes, opened his mobile phone without saying a word, and scanned the QR code to enter.

The man outside the door was stunned, scratched his head, and thought to himself, what a strange person...

In the snow, Jian Zhinian saw the familiar figure walking towards him. His heartbeat accelerated, not knowing whether it was due to nervousness or palpitations...

The street lights in the stadium were bright. He was wearing the same light green workwear down jacket that he had worn when he went out in the morning. The collar had a large white plush collar that matched the loose beige high collar inside, which made his fair skin look even clearer.

Jian Zhinian left his scarf in the Mu Building. At this moment, the cold wind penetrated into his neck, counteracting the heat generated by the excitement of his body, and he didn't feel cold at all.

Snowflakes fell on his fine hair, neither melting nor melting. Some became tiny water droplets hanging on the ends of his hair, while some stubbornly dotted on the top of his head, swaying in the cold wind.

Before coming, he bought a bouquet of flowers, pink roses, white and green lisianthus, and small flowers dotted around. He held his palms together, facing the person he wanted to see at the moment.

The lenses were always hit and shattered by small snowflakes blown up by the wind, blurring his vision, but the scene in front of Jian Zhinian was clearer than ever before.

"Qing Yuan..."

He held the flowers with a nervous and expectant heart. He walked forward and stood in front of Mu Qingyuan. Without seeing the pair of eyes that were filled with turbulent waves, Jian Zhinian handed him the flowers.

"For you."

Mu Qingyuan lowered his eyes, and when he saw the most conspicuous small red velvet box in the middle of the bouquet, his eyes, which were filled with anger, trembled slightly...