Chapter 662: Wash and sleep

In the evening, Murong Cheng and Bai Wei broke out for the first quarrel between mother and son.
"You can't sleep in your sister's room!" Bai Wei's eyes were red with anger.
In the past, Murong Cheng's attitude towards Bai Wei was always coaxing, but now to take care of Mu Zi, she would inevitably enter and leave her room frequently. It would be too cumbersome to look for reasons every time.
He insisted on his own opinion this time, and said, "Zi Zi is inconvenient to walk now. What if I want to go to the bathroom at night? What if I want to drink water when I am thirsty? Who will pick it up for her when the quilt falls on the floor? She closed the window?"
Mu Zi wanted to say that he was okay, but listening to Murong Cheng being so comprehensive, he felt sore and sore...
She glanced at Bai Wei secretly and lowered her head guiltily.
Bai Wei said: "I take care of Zizi..."
"Can you move her?" Murong Cheng interrupted Bai Wei mercilessly, with a sharp tone, "Mom, stop making trouble, what if your strength makes Zizi fall again and the wound opens? School is about to start, do you want Zizi to go to school on crutches?"
Bai Wei's chest rose and fell sharply, one hand tremblingly pointed at Murong Cheng, almost speechless, "Then, then you can't...can't sleep in the purple room, you are like this, this is too much. !"
Murong Cheng said: "Mom, go to sleep, don't make any trouble."
Bai Wei's eyes flashed with tears, her tears turned, turned and turned, and finally bowed her head suddenly, turned and ran out of the room.
Mu Zi looked at Murong Cheng with a complicated expression, and whispered: "You shouldn't say mom like that..."
"She will accept it sooner or later." Murong Cheng frowned.
He cleaned Mu Zi's desk in twos or twos, all the books he reads were placed beside the bed, and he weighed the kettle on the table.
The kettle was empty, and Murong Cheng picked it up to go downstairs to fill a pot of tea.
Just walked to the door and ran into Bai Wei who had returned.
Bai Wei's eyes were red, as if crying, holding the mattress pillow in her arms.
She ran in with her head buried, and silently laid the tatami mattress next to Mu Zi's bed, seemingly to let Murong Cheng hit the floor.
"You sleep here." Bai Wei stood up and stared at Murong Cheng, saying very emphatically, "Don't mess around, don't close the door."
Murong Cheng didn't continue to anger her this time, and nodded in cooperation, "Okay."
Bai Wei looked at Mu Zi and then at Murong Cheng, with a sad expression, a little weeping.
Murongcheng felt a headache and pushed her out, "Okay, it's already late, you should rest quickly, remember to give Zizi stewed beef bone soup tomorrow morning."
He is as strong and domineering as a bandit, Bai Wei can't hold his son at all, and was pushed out in tears, repeatedly stressing: "Rongcheng, you must not mess around! Zizi is your sister, you can't..."
"I see, you have said it a hundred times, I remember, she is my sister, I don't take care of her, who will take care of her? You go to sleep!"
What Bai Wei said, Mu Zi didn't hear the words afterwards, only knowing that poor Bai Wei was pushed back to the room by Murong Cheng.
Murong Cheng walked back and looked at Mu Zi on the bed. There was a bit of helplessness in their eyes.
"It's okay, Mom will accept it sooner or later," Murong Cheng said.
Mu Zi was silent.
He acted too arrogantly, and ordinary people really couldn't stand it. Now that he wants Bai Wei to accept their relationship, he still doesn't know what kind of journey he will go through...
It was late at night, and Murong Cheng was lying on the ground next to the bed.
Only a small dim lamp was lit in the room, warm and quiet.
Maybe it was because of lying in the hospital for too long, Mu Zi closed his eyes for a while, but still did not sleep.
"Zi Zi." Murong Cheng called to her in a low voice, "Can you fall asleep without me holding you?"
Mu Zi scolded him: "Smelly shameless."
The corners of his mouth can't help but curl up slightly, and his heart is sweet and greasy.