"Um, what I said is the water that was poured out. It is not so easy to take back." Wan Muqing blurted out when he heard Mu Meng's words, "Maybe he won't be back, maybe he will be back soon."
"Even if I don't take it back, your answer will be the same as if I didn't answer?" Mu Meng's mouth unnaturally spread a circle of soup stains, suddenly raising his head to start Wan Muqing.
"Um, for children in my family, all tomorrow is unknown, and the only thing we know is tomorrow's changes."
"Um, you are not a poor kid like me." Mu Meng blurted out without even thinking about it. In her impression, children with good backgrounds don't have to worry about food and clothing, their parents love them, and they should be closer to their grandparents. Yes, but Wan Muqing said so, which surprised Mu Meng.
"Sometimes, children with prominent family backgrounds would envy poor children even more." Mu Meng got confused after hearing this. Is Wan Muqing worse than his own life? My life has always been very happy, at least the love of my parents is not that little.
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean it." Mu Meng said embarrassedly.
"It's okay, I just told a fact, there is nothing worth saying sorry." Wan Muqing's words made Mu Meng feel even more uncomfortable.
"I'm done, let's go home."
"Let's go, I'll take you home." Seeing Mu Meng's mouth opening, Wan Muqing said quickly, "I took you home for the last time. Don't refuse me."
Mu Meng's mouth was half opened like that, and it couldn't be closed, and it couldn't be opened. It looked very weird.
"Close your mouth, you are suddenly dumb, I'm not used to it." Wan Muqing said like this, he felt that he made Mu Meng speechless and very fulfilled.
"You're dumb, I can argue with you for the rest of my life." After Mu Meng woke up, he immediately reacted, and the counterattack returned to normal speed.
"It looks like it's all right. I counterattacked back so soon." Wan Muqing looked at Mu Meng, the corners of his mouth slightly raised.
"What are you looking at? Seeing this palace?" Mu Meng's words pulled Wan Muqing back to reality.
"My palace? Isn't Ai Concubine my own?" Wan Muqing, who had recovered his senses, was not a fuel-efficient lamp, so he reacted at once.
"Aren't you going to send Lai's family home? It's best to set off now."
"The widow will send Queen Mu home." The two people take advantage of each other, and it is even better to be noisy.
The two mourned their home for a while, the palace for a while, the widow for a while, and my for a while, and they soon reached the door of Mu Meng's house.
"Time flies too fast, I didn't think there was anything I can't bear to bear with you before, why are you so unwilling to bear it now?" Mu Meng said while looking at Wan Muqing who was standing in front of him.
"The first art festival, do you remember our closing words?"
"Let's have a goodbye and hug." Wan Muqing said after the two people said the words on the art festival together.
"Good." Mu Meng almost agreed without thinking about it.
Mu Meng felt that Wan Muqing was actually very thin, but his hug was very warm.
"Mu Meng."
"Huh? Hmm." The mouths are so close together, like an electric shock in my heart, and my lips are as smooth as a piece of silk.