Chapter 261: I met the master again, but I didn’t recognize him



The voice is slightly hoarse but gentle.

“Guess who I am?”

Mrs. Sang found it funny and smiled with her lips pursed.

He said secretly: "I wonder if it's that old friend? The voice sounds so familiar. If the disguise is not good enough, I will call out the name directly!"

"Puchi~" Actor Xie loosened his fingertips, brushed her hair and chuckled.

Mrs. Sang turned to look at him, smiled lightly, and clenched his slightly cool fingertips in her palm.

Actor Xie was stared at so hard that his face became slightly drunk. He turned his head away, not intentionally but very deliberately, and asked:

"Ma'am, what are you looking at?"

Mrs. Sang held her chin with her hand, raised the corners of her mouth calmly, turned her eyes to the window and then to the side, smiling meaningfully.

"I feel so happy!"

Are you happy? Actor Xie followed her gaze and looked at the little kid sitting among the animals not far away, playing with building blocks.

Little Milkbag is very serious about building blocks.

The baby-curled eyelashes are slightly curled up, thick and long, casting a small shadow at the end of the eye.

The little one looks so sweet and soft, I really want to take a peck of it.

If the little fish were here, he would definitely give it a kiss on the cheek without hesitation.

What's more, she is becoming more and more exquisite.

There were small animals all around her, obediently crawling beside her legs and in her arms, sleeping and purring.

A picture of peaceful times.

Actor Xie retracted his gaze and chuckled.

It’s really happy.

But for some reason, the happier she was, the more uneasy Mrs. Sang felt these days.

Now that her little girl is about to celebrate her 3rd birthday, she feels like her heart is blocked and she feels a little uncomfortable.

I could barely breathe.

No matter how Mr. Xie tried to coax her, it was of no use.

This feels like a nightmare.

It made her uneasy.

She always felt that she was going to lose something important, and the first thing she thought of was her little cotton-padded jacket.

She had been having these thoughts quite frequently these days and she had to take them seriously.

Seeing that his wife looked serious again, Actor Xie was helpless.

He was stunned for a moment, concentrating.

He frowned slightly, but couldn't straighten his brows.

Actor Xie’s eyes were obscure and difficult to read, and had become much darker.

Finally, he gently but stubbornly buried his head in her arms and rubbed her neck.

Only when I felt the warm breath did I feel at ease.

In fact, Actor Xie is also afraid of losing.

I'm even more afraid of losing her.

Therefore, it was suggested that Mrs. Sang go to the deep mountains and old forests to find the mysterious Yue Lao to ask the truth and do some divination.

She also felt more at ease.

It’s just a pity that he had to go to J City that day and was surrounded by reporters for interviews, so he couldn’t find time.

There is really no other way but to propose it.

This sentence was not originally in his mind.

He was afraid that his wife would go alone and get lost.

After hearing this proposal, Mrs. Sang agreed.

Her eyes were so firm that Actor Xie could not be shaken. Even if Actor Xie wanted to cry and beg to stay, or go another day, why should he be so anxious? Mrs. Sang was still frightened and said firmly:

"no!"

"I'm going to go and see it tomorrow!"

This matter is very important to her.

Actor Xie opened his mouth and rubbed her neck.

The pouting is very pitiful.

Like a puppy just begging to stay.

Mrs. Sang couldn't help but pinch his cheek.

Give him a reassuring look.

If she keeps putting it off, her little one's birthday will be in two days, and what should she do then?

Thinking back to the time, this was her childhood sweetheart who had been secretly in love with her for a long time, and he was also a cool and aloof actor in the eyes of everyone.

But now he was whining in her arms and begging her to stay. The contrast was really too great.

Because of this, Mrs. Sang felt it was particularly unreal, and her happiness was like she had stolen someone else's life.

But she didn't know that the "Iceberg" actor had been planning for a long time and finally got what he wanted, and he wanted to stick to her all day long.

early morning.

The little kid in the bunny coat slowly came to mommy's bed, smiling.

He is already 3 years old, and his childishness has become more cute, his facial features have become more delicate, and his baby teeth are all complete.

Waiting for mommy to wake up from snoring.

The door is not closed.

The other little friends duanhduabg their bellies, walked towards her in small steps, their eyes full of curiosity.

Chirp, chirp, chirp~ Someone couldn't control his joy and cried out loudly. The other kids looked at him with a look of resentment on their faces.

Only Mrs. Sang, who was sleeping in the middle of the bed with her brows furrowed, was woken up.

The little kid shouted anxiously: "Awooo..."

Hearing the sound and looking.

Mrs. Sang immediately relaxed her brows and smiled. Her dark circles were covered by her eye bags, making her look a little more energetic.

Her eyes were full of love and her tone was doting:

"Huh? It's my kid calling mommy to wake up."

"Mommy feels relieved when she sees you. The nightmare she just had is gone!"

The little kid's eyes widened in surprise.

Surrounded by sweet words, I was so shy that I scratched my fingers.

Seeing this scene, Madam Sang continued, "Yaoyao is really my little knight!"

Praise again.

The little kid covered his mouth embarrassedly and giggled.

Come to your senses.

She asked her mom worriedly if she was having a nightmare.

It doesn't matter, she's here! She's mommy's knight, and nightmares won't run away! Facing her daughter's nagging, Mrs. Sang still smiled and felt more at ease.

Only Mrs. Sang knew what kind of nightmare she had last night.

Fortunately, dreams and reality are opposites.

After breakfast, Actor Xie personally sent the little princess to kindergarten.

Mrs. Sang went to the deep mountains and forests alone.

It's still that mountain.

But the difference in scenery is so great.

The endless mountains before seemed to be among the clouds, as if you were in a fairyland, but now you can see them clearly and they are just ordinary.

She was surprised to find that the Yue Lao Temple had disappeared.

No matter how hard she searched, all she could see was a dense bamboo forest.

There are also many tourists who come here to check in the scenic spots and take ancient photos.

It's as if it never existed.

Mrs. Sang became frightened instantly.

For some reason, my heart felt like it was about to jump out of my chest.

Can't breathe.

Looking up at the sky, it seems so strange.

This moment.

Mrs. Sang felt that she did not belong here.

In the blink of an eye, she was patted on the shoulder.

With curiosity, he turned around.

That familiar face was none other than the mysterious and metaphysical Yue Lao.

He became much older, almost like an old man.

But the hair is very black and tough.

"Daoyou, who are you waiting for here?"

A young voice sounded.

The old man looked at her with a smile.

When I smile, there are many wrinkles at the corners of my eyes.

Mrs. Sang calmed down and stared at it for a long time, then asked in confusion:

"What fellow Taoist?"

"Little old man, where is your family temple?"

This time it was the old man's turn to be confused.

"Temple? What temple?"

"I have been wandering alone in the forest for more than ten years and have never settled down. The world is my home. You actually asked me if there is a temple? How ridiculous."

The little old man sighed and fanned himself with a broken palm-leaf fan, as if he was very angry and in urgent need of cooling down.

What the hell?

This old man’s memory has been cleared?

Mrs. Sang probed calmly:

"Old man, don't you remember that we have met several times?"

Hearing this, the old man raised his eyebrows, looked her over carefully, and finally uttered two words: "I don't believe it."


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