Chapter 485: Like a wife

The wind on the river embankment was very strong, and Mu Zi was blowing in waves. Mu Zi felt cold on her body and cold in her heart, like a big hole had been broken, and the cold current poured straight into her heart, which could freeze her whole heart.
After walking along the river embankment for nearly half an hour, she got a taxi.
When she returned home, Bai Wei had already prepared the food.
"Why is her complexion so bad?" Bai Wei put the tableware, looked up to see her daughter's face pale, and immediately walked over to hold Mu Zi's hand, "The hand is so cold."
"The spring flowers are blooming. My third brother and I were strolling outside." Mu Zi said casually.
"You are so careless. The cold spring has not passed. At this time, you are most likely to catch a typhoid fever!" Bai Wei frowned, sighed, and hurried to the kitchen, "I'll make you a bowl of soup."
"Okay." Mu Zi smiled, very well-behaved. She didn't want Bai Wei to worry.
Bai Wei quickly boiled the soup and brought Mu Zi to drink it while it was hot to keep away the cold.
The soup is boiled rich, with red dates, it has a strong spicy feeling when it flows from the tip of the tongue, and has a sweet taste with a few red dates.
Mu Zi sipped it, somehow, remembering the bowl of soup Murong Cheng had cooked for her.
Very sweet...
very warm.
Her heart that was frozen on the river embankment seemed to warm back slowly.
She told herself in her heart that there was no need to feel guilty. It was Mu Zening who cheated first. Their marriage was in name only. Even if she fell in love with others, there was no immorality.
Besides...
Moreover, Murong Cheng paid more.
In order to reward Murong Cheng, she admitted it occasionally to be unethical.
Mu Zi was very clear in her heart. Rebirth was like a life in vain. She should cherish and shouldn't tie herself to the past relationship.
Wanting to understand this, Mu Zi's mood improved slightly.
There are still some sadness, but not so frustrated.
...
Murong Cheng did not come back that night.
When she woke up in the morning and saw the empty place beside the bed, Mu Zi was sluggish for a moment.
There was a time when she was frightened every night, closing the windows and locking the door, lest the man break in in the middle of the night.
However, she didn't know when she got used to his breath, and leaning against his chest, she felt a touch of melancholy when she realized that he had never returned.
Just like... the wife who stays at home alone and sleepless.
Even if she had married Mu Zening, she had never felt this way.
At that time, I just felt that my age had arrived, and my grandmother's body was getting worse and worse. The only wish of the old man was to see his granddaughter get married and have children.
She didn't hate Mu Zening herself, and got along happily and relaxedly, so she naturally began to talk about marriage.
Everything is a matter of course.
The life after marriage is dull and warm, without suspense, no waves, and no passion, but isn't it that way? Firewood, rice, oil and salt, the family is short, some people can make the days sweeter and sweeter in the passing of the years, and some people make the days weaker and lighter.
She thinks she should be the latter...
Sure enough... or because you don't love it?
Because she didn't love, she didn't want to bother to maintain and manage, and she didn't even notice if the marriage was broken.
In fact, Mu Zening was right, she was the most ruthless.
It is precisely because of the ruthlessness that when she finds that Mu Zening and Qiao Jingjia are stubborn, she will be angry, angry, but not sad.
There was a dark thought in Mu Zi's heart: Maybe this would be better, and it would reduce my guilt a lot.
...Isn't it, a little bit mean?
Mu Zi got up to wash, full of mixed thoughts.
She carried her schoolbag to go to school, but found that Mu Zening was leaning against the outer wall of the small western-style building, with many cigarette butts scattered under her feet, as if waiting here for a long time.
"I'll send you to school." Mu Zening's voice was hoarse, his eyes were blue, and he stayed up all night.