Mu Shangen jumped up and down, with his unique vivacity and appeal, Li Xiaoran followed him, looking at Mu Shangen, he really felt sorry for and loved this child from the bottom of his heart.

   After paying the fare, Mu Qingyu walked towards her neighborhood, her pace was never so anxious, yet she wanted to slow down.

  Because, every place along the way is so familiar to me, every plant and tree seems to have the impression of walking and playing with En En.

  When the neighborhood where Mu Qingyu lived appeared in front of her eyes, Mu Qingyu almost ran up, stopped her thoughts, suppressed herself, and walked towards her house step by step.

   Came to the door of Li Xiaoran's house, took a few deep breaths, and rang the door bell.

   While waiting for Li Xiaoran to open the door for her for a minute or two, she seemed to hear, inside the door, the sound of Li Xiaoran and Mu Shangen playing and laughing, as if she heard Mu Shangen's immature and crisp child's voice, as if she heard the sound of big and small footsteps getting closer to her.

  The door was opened from the inside, and the light in the room was projected. Li Xiaoran turned against the light and saw the person he was thinking about day and night, standing in front of his house, just like that, looking at him.

  Li Xiaoran couldn't restrain his feelings, he hugged Mu Qingyu, his arms were tightly wrapped around her waist, so hard, as if he wanted to rub her into his body!

  Mu Qingyu knew that Li Xiaoran had feelings for her, but she didn't expect that at this moment, it was so strong, so undisguised, and so strong that it came to her face.

   Li Xiaoran hugged Mu Qingyu in his arms, only then did he feel that it was real, without dreaming or hallucinations, she was right in front of him, she came back, returned to his side.

   After a few minutes, Li Xiaoran still hadn't let go of Mu Qingyu's intentions, so Mu Qingyu patted Li Xiaoran's back helplessly, signaling him to let go.

  Li Xiaoran realized it later, suddenly let go of Mu Qingyu, looked at Mu Qingyu helplessly, felt his face heat up, and said: "Qingyu, you are back, why don't you say hello, so I can pick you up."

  Mu Qingyu looked at Li Xiaoran's bewildered look, and smiled: "Li Xiaoran, are you planning to just stand at the door with me like this?"

  After listening to Mu Qingyu's words, Li Xiaoran felt his face getting hotter, and hurriedly walked behind Mu Qingyu, took her box, and said, "Qingyu, come in quickly."

  Mu Qingyu covered her mouth with her hands, and entered the room lightly. Li Xiaoran suddenly followed her clumsily, entered the room, and closed the door.

  The warmth of this room was blocked as the door was closed. Even the wind, frost, rain and snow outside could not interfere with the warmth and brightness of the room.

  Mu Qingyu walked into the room, and saw Mu Shangen sitting on the carpet in front of the sofa in the living room, with his head down, his little arms moving around, as if he was busy with something.

  Mu Qingyu turned her head and made a gesture to Li Xiaoran not to speak, quietly approached Mu Shangen, went around the sofa, and hugged Mu Shangen.

   Mu Shangen, who was playing a jigsaw puzzle in front of the sofa, suddenly lifted his feet off the ground and was picked up. He thought it was his Uncle Li, but in the end, he saw the mother he had been thinking about day and night!

  Mu Shangen's eyes widened in disbelief, and his little hands were directly wrapped around Mu Qingyu's neck, and his face was pressed against Mu Qingyu's. Feeling her warmth, he cried and shouted: "Mom, mom..."