At that time, Mu Tianye was still in kindergarten.
At that time, their family of three lived with Mr. Mu at the University of City A, and his kindergarten was of course also the kindergarten affiliated to the University of City A at that time. Because it was a well-known school for many years, even though it was only a public kindergarten, there were many students every year. Come here because of its reputation.
"... That day, the weather was very good, the children were all taking a nap, but I couldn't sleep, so I ran to the balcony to fold the airplane alone. My father taught me how to fold the airplane. It has a very wide wing shape and the airplane flew very smoothly. , I lay on the window sill and watched it hovering in the air..." Speaking of this, Mu Tianye was silent for a while, "Then, I fell out."
At that time, Mu Tianye's class was in the middle class. The classroom was on the third floor, and there was a small flower bed downstairs.
Fortunately or unfortunately, he did not die, but his head hit the stone surrounding the flower bed.
Ning Xiaofei's heart shrank in pain, thinking about the fear in such a young child's heart in the short moment from falling out to landing.
"How could this happen? Is there... no guardrail?"
Mu Tianye took a breath, "I was lying on the guardrail, and someone pushed me from behind."
Ning Xiaofei's face turned red with anger, "This... isn't this murder? Where is the child?!"
"No one knows who it is." Mu Tianye shrugged, "There was no surveillance in the kindergarten at that time."
Ning Xiaofei opened her mouth, but didn't know what to say. She just clenched his hand distressedly. Sensing her mood, Mu Tianye gave her a sideways smile to express that he was fine.
"Since then, I don't dare to go near any window that is higher than the third floor. I never sit by the window when I fly."
Ning Xiaofei frowned and asked softly, "Did that scar on the back of your head come from that time?"
Mu Tianye nodded slightly, "It took a total of 19 stitches."
After such a long time, the scar has already healed. If you don't touch it with your hands, you can hardly feel it. Only someone as close as Ning Xiaofei can know that he has such a secret.
Ning Xiaofei's tears started to flow as soon as her nose became sore.
It's pitiful to think about such a young child having 19 stitches.
"Why are you crying!" Mu Tianye stretched out his hand to pull her over and hugged her gently, "Okay... let's not talk about this anymore."
For so many years, he had never mentioned these details, even to Lu Li.
This was the first time that he wanted to confide in someone, but seeing the tears on her face, he couldn't bear to talk anymore.
Taking the tissue he handed over and wiping away her tears, Ning Xiaofei raised her face again.
"No, I want to hear you out."
"Actually... it's not a big deal." Mu Tianye pulled her over and sat on his lap. "Actually, the trauma was not serious. It was mainly internal bleeding in the brain... I lay in bed for more than a month before I woke up... "
Mentioning those old memories, Mu Tianye's tone was still very calm. He walked around in front of the Prince of Hell's Palace, and it seemed like a small injury in his mouth was like a knife cutting his finger.
"It was still spring when I was injured, and it was already summer when I woke up. I remember opening my eyes at that time, and the first thing I saw was my dad and... her... I cried and begged her, but she still left. "
Mu Tianye would never forget that scene for the rest of his life. When he opened his eyes little by little, his vision became clear from blur, and what he saw in his eyes was a pair of strange parents.