Blessed To Have Each Other In This Life

Mu Zi's words blocked all Mu Zening's retreat.

People often say that the farthest distance is nothing but life and death. At this moment, Mu Zening suddenly had a new understanding of this sentence.

——She said that after she died, she had nothing to do with him.

The feelings he poured into for many years, and the marriage he had been struggling to maintain, were all forced to end on the day Su Zi died.

The car drove to school.

Before getting out of the car, Mu Zi said to Mu Zening: "You have to understand, whether you accept it or not, we will not be able to go back. Even if I step back ten thousand steps and say, I didn't die on the day of the accident, neither I may accept those entanglements between you and Qiao Jingjia. It will be a matter of time before we part ways. What's more, I am no longer Su Zi. Mu Zening, as long as you and I take a step back, you can live well. There is no need to torture each other. , Let's... get together and relax."

After she finished speaking, she picked up her schoolbag and got out of the car as usual, and walked into the school gate with the other students as usual, without hesitation in walking.

Mu Zi also felt that she was cruel and ruthless, but she also believed that this ruthlessness was beneficial to her and Mu Zening.

She needs a new life, and Mu Zening also needs it. To struggle with those things before is tantamount to self-abuse.

Mu Zening's betrayal, she did not want to fight, and Mu Zening's affection, she did not bother to accept it.

After returning to school, Mu Zi concentrated on listening to the class, never thinking about Mu Zening.

...

The next day was Mu Zi's seventeenth birthday.

Bai Wei accidentally fell ill. She braced herself to get up and wanted to make a bowl of longevity noodles for her daughter, but she had no strength on her hands.

Mu Zi saw that something was wrong with Bai Wei, stared suspiciously at her red face, and asked, "Mom, are you feverish?"

"Ah? Is there any?" Bai Wei was dizzy, touched her forehead, made a face of white flour, and she was a little confused.

Mu Zi pulled Bai Wei out of the kitchen, let her sit on the sofa, and carefully measured her body temperature.

"Mom, you just have a fever." Mu Zi looked at the electronic thermometer, frowning, "Why don't I ask for leave today and stay home to take care of you."

"It's okay, taking a fever-reducing medicine and sleeping will be good." Bai Wei felt that it was a trivial matter and shouldn't affect her daughter's education. She just remembered that her daughter had no need to eat longevity noodles and breakfast, so she was very sorry.

"Otherwise, mother go to the big kitchen and ask someone to cook some breakfast and bring it over?" Bai Wei asked.

"There is still bread at home, I can just eat something." Mu Zi went to the medicine box and rummaged to find out the anti-fever medicine, and poured Bai Wei a glass of water.

Bai Wei felt happy and said with a smile: "My daughters are all intimate little padded jackets."

Mu Zi laughed too, feeling that Bai Wei was easily contented.

When Bai Wei went upstairs to rest, Mu Zi called Murong Cheng and told him that Bai Wei was sick.

"...I have taken the anti-fever medicine, but I still feel a little worried, can you come back now? I'm going to school soon, I'm afraid that no one at home will take care of mom."

Murong Cheng said to be back soon.

Mu Zi hung up the phone, looked at the wall clock on the wall, silently counting the time, thinking that it should be okay to skip early study.

While waiting for Murong Cheng to come back, she washed and changed clothes, changed the water to the snake house, added food to the bird food box, and was busy talking for a while.

Later, she heard the sound of footsteps in the hallway, and when she looked back, she saw Murong Cheng's tall figure standing in the backlight, and the golden morning light shining on his outline, making his handsome face look extra gentle.

It was only a few days since he had not seen each other, but Mu Zi had a dreamlike feeling.

"You are back." She smiled and curled her eyebrows, like a wife.