1328: C1328 Missing

C1328 Missing

"Yeah." Mu Shinian did not miss the complicated expression that flashed across his face. A few minutes later. Again. She could not help but add, "This kind of thing is just a thought after all. Your grandmother is already old and has such a thing by her side. When I'm lonely, at least there's a consolation. "0

However, whether this sentence was sincere or a wording that she came up with at the last minute, it was unknown.

After Mu Shinian finished speaking, she didn't dare to look at Bo Qian's face. After all, she really didn't know what was good for her.

Bo Qian looked at the necklace and seemed to be able to imagine how beautiful that woman looked when she wore it. The corners of his eyes slightly turned sour and he said, "I know."

After saying that, he left.

For a moment, Mu Shinian felt that she really went too far. It was not an ordinary way of going too far.

Bo Qian seemed to have been hurt by her, but with her personality, she was not used to apologizing. Her words were not pretty either, so she would easily offend others. So, it was better not to say anymore.

Mu Shinian was in a dilemma for a long time. When she saw that a child was not sleeping soundly, she turned her body over and touched her waist. Without thinking, she reached out to protect her. Then, her head kept drilling into her arms.

Mu Shinian frowned and stared at the soft hands of the little girl. When she climbed on her waist, she felt as if there was a very small and very subtle electric current. She gently pulled her lips and the corners of her lips were somewhat gentle. She patted the child's shoulder.

...

Bo Qian looked at the necklace he bought earlier. It was said that his mother had worn it when she was born. From the moment he remembered it, the necklace had never left his body. After she left, the only thing left was this necklace. Grandma had kept it well, and it had been more than ten years. It was basically the same as before.

In the end, it was just a necklace, so how much meaning could it carry? It was not even as impressive as those vivid memories.

The door opened.

Bo Qian raised his head and looked at the person who came in. The corner of his mouth slightly twitched.

"Grandma."

Grandma looked at him and sighed. She walked over and sat opposite him. "You haven't gone to see your mother yet, have you?"

"Not yet." Bo Qian said, saying, "I'll go and pick some flowers later. Otherwise, if I go there empty-handed, I'm afraid she'll be unhappy."

"That's true." Grandma was also happy when she thought of these things. "Your mother always looks like this. She looks like a strong woman, but in the end, she just likes flowers and plants. I don't know where she learned it from."

"The flowers and plants are quite good." Bo Qian said, "Besides, Mom only has this kind of personality. Didn't you say that when she was very young, she liked to play with these things?"

"Haha, how long ago was that?" Grandma couldn't help but tease him. The wrinkles on her forehead seemed to have relaxed. She sighed softly and said, "It's one thing that she likes it, but the thing is, she doesn't know how to do it. If she doesn't know how to do it, she'll have to do it. I don't know how many flowers and plants have been planted to death by her. Sometimes I can't watch anymore... But... She just didn't know. She really thought she could... No talent, no talent. Back then, your grandfather's garden was so beautiful. Later on, wasn't it ruined? The key was that your grandfather's heart ached for him. He felt that if he ruined it, it would be ruined as well. As long as your daughter is happy."

Bo Qian personally poured a cup of tea for the old man and laughed along with him. "That's right. Grandfather loves Mommy."

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