Miss Mu and the Canary

Bai Yan buried herself on Mu Xing's shoulder, her tiny tears seeping into her shirt little by little.

She was moved so much that she couldn't figure out where to thank her, and she was more speechless, and could only look around through the hazy tearful eyes.

This is their home.

It's not Changsantangzi's embroidery room, it's not a dilapidated small courtyard, it's not a restaurant where a charming woman is hiding an affair.

There are solid walls, solid floors, and fresh and elegant decorations... Just standing here, she can already imagine what the future will look like.

It must be the same timeless, long-lasting, warm and solid.

"How, how could you do this..." Bai Yan choked with sobs as she hugged Mu Xing tightly.

Knowing how moved she was, Mu Xing deliberately smiled and said, "What's going on, I wanted to make you happy, but why did you start crying? Isn't it my fault?"

Pulling her to sit down by the sofa, Mu Xing took a handkerchief and wiped away Bai Yan's tears.

After calming down a bit, Bai Yan looked at the living room and asked, "Is that why you asked Uncle Song to come back?"

Mu Xing nodded and said: "I have seen this real estate before, but I was discussing branching with Boss Zhang before, and I inspected the shop opposite. I also took a look here, and I thought it was very good. When I told you about home, I was moved."

Looking around, she also felt a little emotional: "Uncle Song did a good job with this matter. Although it was a bit rushed, it was a finished house, so it didn't take much time."

Looking at the crocheted sofa cushion under her body, Bai Yan was a little surprised: "Could it be that Uncle Song also chose the furniture decoration? I didn't realize that Uncle Song still has this interest."

Mu Xing laughed: "How is that possible? If Uncle Song chooses, the whole house must be made of mahogany or nanmu."

She said: "I asked Uncle Song to choose the furniture based on my room in Muyuan, and I asked him to entrust my friends, the two ladies in Caiyun Pavilion, to help with reference. This sofa cushion, I think it is Caiyun Pavilion It's out."

As she spoke, she stood up and held out her hand to Bai Yan: "Come, let's get familiar with our new home together."

They first went to the balcony that Bai Yan wanted most.The balcony is very wide, with two wicker chairs and a glass round table at the head, two clothes drying poles next to it, and a small flower stand built on the other side, which has been paved with soil.The fluffy soil is mixed with sporadic young weeds, trembling slightly in the evening wind.

Mu Xing said: "I don't know what kind of flowers you want to grow, so I just asked Uncle Song to choose good soil. We can choose the flower seeds later."

After walking around the balcony twice, Bai Yan leaned on the railing, and said with a smile, "I should plant you first, so that a tree of Mu Xing will grow. One Mu Xing goes to the medical center to benefit the society, and the other Mu Xing returns to the Mu Garden to accompany you." Your parents, leave the remaining one to me. I dry clothes and plant flowers on the balcony, and you just sit here reading a book and drinking tea..."

Mu Xing snorted: "Dream, I am such a good person, how can there be another one in the world?"

"Yes, yes, our Ah Xuan is the best."

After seeing the balcony, the two went to the kitchen again.

The kitchen and the dining room are connected together, using light green beige and white, and the decoration is very fresh.But the two only looked at the door, and then withdrew.

Bai Yan shook her head: "Unfortunately, I don't know how to cook."

Mu Xing decisively pulled her outside: "It's enough to leave it to the cooking aunt."

Next to the kitchen is the bathroom, which is in a western style, equipped with hot water pipes, a bathtub and a flush toilet.Behind the living room is the study room, which is completely designed with reference to Mu Xing's study room.

"Huh? Why is the bookshelf full?" Bai Yan opened the bookshelf curiously, and took out a book.But after only glancing at the cover, she looked at Mu Xing in astonishment.

Mu Xing just smiled: "Open it and take a look."

Pursing her lips, Bai Yan opened the magazine that she was too familiar with.The other pages of the magazine are brand new, and only a few of them show traces of being flipped through.When she turned to that page, the author's pen name was on the front page: "Who are you laughing at?"

Putting down the book in her hand, Bai Yan took out another book, which was also the familiar "Quick Words" magazine, with the same traces of being read.

Next to those densely packed typefaces, there is another bold and unrestrained handwriting, carefully marking my own reading experience:

"The heroine of this article is sad and sad, and the subtleties of her feelings are so subtle that the author is describing herself as hurting herself..."

"Scenery is written here, the spring flowers are gorgeous and numerous, and Yi only takes the cherry blossoms, what is the meaning? Because of the youthful beauty of the late cherry blossoms, how can I be imprisoned in the garden..."

"The description in this paragraph is different, steep and heterogeneous. It has the meaning of showing off skills, but also is arrogant. It shows a little intention to make people notice. It is cute and pitiful..."

The words and sentences are so close to the heart. After reading the past pages, you don't have to bother to recall, and you can already remember the original intention when you wrote it.Even the little pride I had when I wrote a wonderful piece of writing at the beginning came to my heart again.

But...it is said that the text is like the person, and the article is similar to another presentation of the author's mental journey. It is a completely different feeling to be read by unfamiliar readers and read by close ones.Being flipped through the previous text without warning, it is inevitable that people can't help but feel a kind of shyness that is almost annoyed.

After closing the book, Bai Yan glared at Mu Xing and said angrily, "You already knew?"

Looking at the flying clouds on her cheeks, she wanted to twist her willow eyebrows again.Mu Xing couldn't help laughing and said, "It's not very early, it was just... less than half a year ago."

Looking at Bai Yan's face, she said again: "How about it, is the review I wrote very meaningful? I thought at the beginning, I must show you my book review someday, tsk, it is very interesting Literary..."

Not having her article commented on in person made Bai Yan less shy.After sorting out the magazine she pulled out, she said: "Actually, these are all written by hand in my spare time. There is no deep meaning to talk about. It's hard for you to read them and write comments."

Mu Xing immediately climbed up: "I think it's pretty good. Speaking of which, I haven't read the follow-up to your serialized story not long ago."

When mentioning this, Bai Yan suddenly thought: "It's broken, how long has it been since I sent the manuscript?"

Mu Xing helped her calculate: "It's been almost two months since I was injured. You haven't secretly written a manuscript during this time, have you?"

"I was in a bad mood a while ago, so I didn't send the manuscript. Later, you were injured again... After doing the math, it's been less than half a year." Bai Yan sighed, "I'm afraid that Jin Bao's family will be sent reminder letters recently. It's full."

Mu Xing was puzzled and said, "Jin Bao? How did your reminder letter get sent to Jin Bao's house?"

There is no need to hide it from Mu Xing, Bai Yan made it clear: "Although I only write manuscripts occasionally, I still have some manuscript fees. If I let my mother know, I'm afraid she will squeeze it out. So I usually I gave the manuscript to Jinbao and asked her to send it to the editorial agency for me, and the manuscript fee was also paid to her home."

Mu Xing nodded: "I see."

Speaking of this, Bai Yan remembered to ask how Mu Xing found her pen name.

Mu Xing explained how she noticed the clue, how she read the books, and finally got the answer through probing Bai Yan, and explained all the processes.At the end, she was quite proud: "How, am I very smart?"

Bai Yan didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "I don't know whether to praise you for being meticulous, or say that you are too boring."

Mu Xing clicked his tongue: "Obviously I was so concerned about you at that time, so I found out about these things. Otherwise, if it were someone else, how could I have such thoughts."

She said without blushing, Bai Yan smiled and said: "According to what you say, should I give you some rewards?"

Mu Xing shook his big tail: "Yes, yes, what reward..."

Before she finished speaking, Bai Yan tiptoed slightly and tapped her lips lightly.

Turning to the beginning, she chuckled and said, "I'll reward you for wiping my lipstick once, how about it?"

Both body temperature and heartbeat began to soar rapidly, and blood and blood rushed into his head together, rushing his breath into an ambiguous rhythm.

Staring at the moist red lips in front of him, Mu Xing licked the corners of his lips and said, "Since you have to wipe it, you should wipe it evenly..."

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