Chapter 485 Just Like a Wife

The wind on the river embankment was very strong, blowing on Mu Zi in waves. Mu Zi felt cold on her body, and her heart was also cold, as if a big hole had been opened, and the cold current poured directly into her heart, which could freeze her whole heart.

After walking along the embankment for nearly half an hour, she finally got a taxi.

When she got home, Bai Wei had already prepared meals.

"Why do you look so pale?" Bai Wei set the table and chopsticks, looked up to see her daughter's pale face, and immediately walked over to hold Mu Zi's hand, "Hands are so cold."

"The flowers are blooming in spring, my third brother and I went for a stroll outside." Mu Zi said perfunctorily.

"You guys are too careless. The cold spring has not passed yet. At this time, typhoid fever is the most likely to catch a cold!" Bai Wei frowned, sighed, and hurried to the kitchen, "I'll make you a bowl of ginger soup."

"Okay." Mu Zi smiled, very well-behaved. She didn't want Bai Wei to worry.

Bai Wei quickly cooked the ginger soup and brought it for Mu Zi to drink while it was hot, so as to drive away the cold.

The ginger soup is thickly boiled, and red dates are added. When it flows from the tip of the tongue, it has a strong spicy feeling, and there are a few hints of sweetness of red dates.

Mu Zi took small sips and somehow remembered the bowl of ginger soup that Murong Cheng cooked for her.

very sweet...

very warm.

Her heart, which was frozen to the core on the embankment, seemed to be slowly warming up.

She told herself in her heart that there was no need to feel guilty, it was Mu Zening who cheated first, their marriage existed in name only, even if she fell in love with someone else, it was not immoral.

What's more...

What's more, Murong Cheng paid more.

In order to repay Murong Cheng, she was unethical once in a while, and she also admitted it.

Mu Zi is very clear in her heart, rebirth is like picking up a life for nothing, she should cherish it, and shouldn't bind herself to the past relationship.

After trying to understand this point, Mu Zi's mood improved slightly.

There is still some sadness, but not so depressed.

...

That night, Murong Cheng did not come back.

Waking up in the morning, seeing the empty place next to the bed, Mu Zi was stunned for a moment.

Once upon a time, she was terrified 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, leaned against his chest, and when she realized that he hadn't come back, she felt a little sad in her heart.

It's like... a wife who stays at home alone and sleepless.

Even though she was married to Mu Zening, she never felt like this.

At that time, I just felt that my age was up, and my grandmother's health was getting worse day by day. The only wish of the old man was to see his granddaughter get married and have children, so that he could rely on him on the road of life.

She herself didn't dislike Mu Zening, and she got along happily and relaxedly, so she naturally started talking about marriage.

Everything is a matter of course.

The days after marriage are flat and warm, without suspense, turmoil, or passion, but isn't that how life is? Daily necessities, rice, oil and salt, parents are short-lived, some people can make the days sweeter and sweeter in the years, and some people can make the days more dull.

She thinks she should be the latter...

Sure enough... or because you don't love him?

Because she didn't love, she didn't want to bother to maintain and manage it. Even if the marriage fell apart, she didn't even notice it.

In fact, what Mu Zening said is right, she is the most ruthless.

It was precisely because of the ruthlessness that when she found out that Mu Zening and Qiao Jingjia were struggling, she would be angry and angry, but she would not be sad.

Mu Zi had some dark thoughts in her heart: Maybe this is better, and it can relieve my guilt a lot.

...Isn't it, a little mean?

Mu Zi got up to take a shower, her mind was full of miscellaneous thoughts.

She picked up her schoolbag and prepared 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 his feet, as if he had been waiting here for a long time.

"I'll take you to school." Mu Zening's voice was hoarse, his eyes were bruised, and he stayed up all night.