Chapter 487 Waiting for Him to Come Back

Mu Zi's words blocked all of Mu Zening's escape routes.

People often say that the longest distance is the distance between life and death. At this moment, Mu Zening suddenly had a new understanding of this sentence.

——She said that after her death, she had nothing to do with him.

The love he had poured into for many years, and the marriage he had worked so hard to maintain, were all forced to end on the day Su Zi died.

The car drives to school.

Before getting off the car, Mu Zi said to Mu Zening: "You have to understand, whether you accept it or not, we can't go back to the past. Even if we take ten thousand steps back, I didn't die on the day of the accident, and I didn't die. Perhaps accepting the entanglements between you and Qiao Jingjia, it will be a matter of time before we part ways, not to mention that I am no longer Su Zi. Mu Zening, as long as you and I take a step back, we can live well. There is really no need to torture each other , let's... let's get together and break up."

After she finished speaking, she picked up her schoolbag and got out of the car as usual, and walked into the school gate with other students as usual, without any hesitation in her steps.

Mu Zi also felt that she was ruthless, but she also thought that this ruthlessness was beneficial to both her and Mu Zening.

She needs a new life, and Mu Zening also needs it. To dwell on those things in the past is tantamount to self-torture.

She didn't want to punish Mu Zening's betrayal, and she didn't bother to accept Mu Zening's affection.

After returning to school, Mu Zi concentrated on listening to the class and didn't think about Mu Zening anymore.

...

The next day was Mu Zi's seventeenth birthday.

Unfortunately, Bai Wei fell ill. She struggled to get up and wanted to make a bowl of longevity noodles for her daughter, but she didn't have the strength to do so.

Mu Zi saw that something was wrong with Bai Wei, stared at her red face suspiciously, and asked, "Mom, do you have a fever?"

"Ah? Is there?" Bai Wei felt dazed, touched her forehead, got a face of white flour, and was a little confused.

Mu Zi pulled Bai Wei out of the kitchen, let her sit on the sofa, and took her body temperature carefully.

"Mom, you just have a fever." Muzi looked at the electronic thermometer and frowned, "Why don't I ask for leave today and stay at home to take care of you."

"It's okay, just take some antipyretics and sleep and you'll be fine." Bai Wei felt that it was a trivial matter, and it couldn't affect her daughter's study, but she felt guilty when she remembered that her daughter didn't have to eat longevity noodles or breakfast.

"Otherwise, Mommy will go to the big kitchen and ask someone to make some breakfast for you?" Bai Wei asked.

"There's still bread at home, so I'll just eat some." Mu Zi rummaged through the medicine cabinet, found antipyretics, and poured another glass of water for Bai Wei.

Bai Wei felt happy, and said with a smile: "My daughters are all sweet little padded jackets."

Mu Zi also laughed, feeling that Bai Wei was easy to be content.

When Bai Wei went upstairs to rest, Mu Zi called Murong Cheng and told him that Bai Wei was sick.

"...I've taken antipyretics, but I'm still a little worried. Can you come back now? I'm going to school soon, and I'm afraid no one will take care of mom at home."

Murong Cheng said he would be right back.

Mu Zi hung up the phone, looked at the wall clock on the wall, silently counting the time, thinking, it shouldn't matter if she skipped the morning self-study.

While waiting for Murong Cheng to come back, she washed and changed her clothes, changed the water for the snake house, added food to the bird food box, and chattered for a while.

Later, she heard footsteps in the hallway, looked back, and saw Murong Cheng's tall figure standing in the backlight, the golden morning light shining on his outline, making his handsome face look extraordinarily gentle.

Although it was only a few days since we saw each other, Mu Zi felt as if he was in a dream.

"You're back." She smiled and bent her eyebrows, like a wife.