Simple two bedrooms and one living room. This house has not so white walls, old furniture and electrical appliances, but all of these reveal a different kind of familiar smell.

   Pushing away from her bedroom, it felt even stronger. Whether it's the old wooden bed, or even the bed sheet printed with cartoon images, the dim curtains, and the large photo of her on the wall—the photo was taken ten years ago, before Mu Qingxi came. In the picture, Mu Qingyu is only sixteen years old, with baby fat on her face, two dimples when she smiles, bright and upward eyes, as if she will never be stained with sadness.

  After turning sixteen, there was another Mu Qingxi in their world, as if everything had gone wrong.

   "Wow, this is mom?" Mu Shangen raised his head in confusion, looked at the girl in the photo with big eyes, and looked surprised.

   "Yes. That's your mother ten years ago." Mu's mother nodded, looking at the young girl in the photo, the past gradually came to her mind.

   Several people stood in the small bedroom without speaking. In the end, the little guy couldn't bear to go to the bathroom, so Mother Mu nodded and took him out.

  She did it on purpose, because she saw that Mo Shaochen had been hesitating outside the door, looking forward to it, wanting to walk into her heart.

   And Mo Shaochen walked in: "Qingyu..."

  Mu Qingyu didn't look back, but just picked up her pen holder on the desk: "Do you know, this is also Mu Qingxi's bedroom."

   In one sentence, he was driven into a trough!

   "Although she is gone, my mother threw away all her things. However, some things, even if they try to erase them, will still leave traces."

  During these days, she knew that Mo Shaochen was approaching, and also knew that he was working hard to mend their relationship.

   But I'm sorry, some things, even if you don't hate, you can't forgive in your life.

   "However, we still have Enen." His throat seemed to be choked, and he was trying to make up for her and Enen. She is no longer indifferent to him, why not?

   "Well, but, I will never forget whose blood is flowing in Enen's veins."

   It's like a dead end. On the one hand, Enen's existence gave him a reason to be close to her. However, Enen's life experience has become a thorn in her heart all the time.

   "Is it because of Leng Yunlin? Is it because he came here?"

   "I don't deny it, I still hate him." When he said this word, Mu Qingyu clearly felt himself, and his fists tightened. Without love, where is there hate? She knew it in her heart, and so did he.

   "But, this is different from you. Brother-in-law."

  The last two words "brother-in-law" almost broke him down! Mo Shaochen took two steps back and understood what she meant.

  Mu Qingyu, the two princes will not choose. She would rather go on alone, and don't want to be so vague for the sake of her child.

   "I, I'll come see you and Enen tomorrow morning!" He stumbled out. Just happened to meet Mu's mother and Mu Shangen who were outside. Mu Shangen didn't know what happened yet: "Father? Are you leaving?"

  Mo Shaochen didn't answer him either, just nodded indiscriminately, and left Mu's house.

  Mother Mu also knew what her daughter was thinking, so she just sighed.

  However, the next day, snowflakes fell heavily, and Mo Shaochen came to report just after seven o'clock.