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In the evening, Murong Cheng and Bai Wei broke out in the first quarrel between mother and son.

"You can't sleep in your sister's room!" Bai Wei was so angry that her eyes turned red.

In the past, Murong Cheng's attitude towards Bai Wei was always coaxed and deceived to conceal it, but now that he has to take care of Mu Zi, it is inevitable that he will frequently enter and leave her room, and if he finds a reason every time, it will be too cumbersome.

He was particularly insistent on his opinion this time, and he did not retreat, "Zizi is inconvenient to walk now, what should I do if I want to go to the bathroom at night?" What should I do if I'm thirsty and want to drink water? Who picked up the quilt for her when it fell to the ground? Who will help her close the windows when it rains in the middle of the night? ”

Mu Zi wanted to say that it didn't matter to him, but when he heard Murong Cheng being so comprehensive, his heart was inexplicably pantothenic and sour......

She secretly glanced at Bai Wei and hung her head guiltily.

Bai Wei said: "I take care of Zizi ......"

"Can you hold her?" Murong Cheng interrupted Bai Wei mercilessly, his tone sharp, "Mom, don't make trouble, what if you let Zizi fall again and the wound will open?" School is about to start, do you want Zizi to go to school on crutches? ”

Bai Wei's chest rose and fell rapidly, and one hand trembled and pointed at Murong Cheng, so angry that she was almost speechless, "Then, then you can't ...... You can't sleep in the purple room, you're like this, it's too much! ”

Murong admitted: "Mom, go to sleep, don't make a mess." ”

Bai Wei's eyes flashed with tears, and the tears turned and turned, and finally suddenly bowed her head, turned around 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'll take it sooner or later." Murong Cheng frowned.

He cleaned up Mu Zi's desk in three or two times, put all the books he often read at the head of the bed, and checked the kettle on the table.

The kettle was empty, and Murong Cheng picked it up and prepared to go downstairs to pour a pot of tea.

As soon as I walked to the door, I met Bai Wei who was coming and going.

Bai Wei's eyes were red, as if she had cried, and she was holding the mattress pillow in her arms.

She ran in with her head buried and spread the tatami mattress on the side of Mu Zi's bed without saying a word, apparently to let Murong Cheng lay on the floor.

"You sleep here." After Bai Wei was laid out, she stood up, stared at Murong Cheng, and said very emphatically, "Don't mess around, don't close the door." ”

Murong Cheng didn't continue to be angry with her this time, and nodded cooperatively, "Okay." ”

Bai Wei looked at Mu Zi, and then at Murong Cheng, her expression was sad, and she wanted to cry a little.

Murong Cheng felt a headache and pushed her out, "Okay, it's late, you can rest quickly, remember to stew beef bone soup for Zizi tomorrow morning." ”

He was as strong and domineering as a bandit, Bai Wei couldn't resist his son at all, and was pushed out with tears in his eyes, and repeatedly emphasized: "Rong Cheng, you must not come nonsense!" Zizi is your sister, you can't ......"

"I know, you've said it a hundred times, I remember, she's my sister, I don't take care of her, who will take care of her? Hurry up and go to sleep! ”

What Bai Wei said again, Mu Zi didn't hear the words clearly, only knew 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, and there was a bit of helplessness in the eyes of both of them.

"It's okay, Mom will accept it sooner or later." Murong Cheng said.

Mu Zi was silent.

He acted too arrogantly, ordinary people really couldn't stand it, and now if he wants Bai Wei to accept their relationship, he doesn't know what kind of process he has to go through......

It was already late at night, and Murong Cheng was lying on the ground next to the bed.

There was only a small dim lamp in the room, which was warm and quiet.

Maybe she was lying in the hospital for too long, Mu Zi closed her eyes for a while, but she still didn't feel sleepy.

"Purple Purple." Murong Cheng called her in a low voice, "Can you fall asleep without me holding you?" ”

Mu Zi scolded him: "Stinky and shameless." ”

The corners of his mouth couldn't help but curl up slightly, and his heart was sweet and greasy.

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