"Uncle and aunt, Mu Hengshi and I are good friends. We knelt together and waited for Mu Hengshi to get up before I got up. Although I don't know what mistake Mu Hengshi made, I hope you can have a good talk with him." After kneeling for more than 30 minutes, Song Qingmo saw that the rain showed no sign of stopping. The water on the lawn was almost flooding over their feet. Now his and Mu Hengshi's feet were soaked in it and it was very uncomfortable. Mu Hengshi's face was getting paler. Song Qingmo was worried that something might happen to Mu Hengshi, so he decided to use his ultimate weapon.
"At worst, we can just not have a group of people for this marriage. Do you want to think of other ways? At worst, we can cooperate with the Su family. On behalf of the Song family, I invite you to cooperate, okay? Besides, Mu Hengshi was brought up so well by you. He just wants to prove his own strength. With him, he can take the Mu family to a higher level. He does not need the benefits gained from the marriage to make him firmly sit in the Mu family and the circle of Beijing." The benefits brought by the marriage are nothing more than the family background is equal to promote cooperation between the two families. Although the Song family did not agree to work with the Mu family, it did not say that they would not cooperate with them. It's just that there is no such relationship, but it is not a big deal. Why not give it a try? Naturally, Song Qingmo did not make the rest of his words clear.
Song Qingmo shouted until his mouth was hoarse, but his parents didn't seem to move. However, Mu Hengshi was wet all over at the moment, and there was a wound on his leg. The wound was soaked in water and started to swell. Mu Hengshi knelt there, gritting his teeth and refusing to make a cry of pain, but he focused his attention on Song Qingmo.
The wound on his leg was swollen and rotten due to the long period of blistering, and a trickle of blood was slowly oozing out. Song Qingmo didn't notice, and Mu Hengshi just looked at him silently. Mu Hengshi needed the pain in his leg to remind him that he was not dreaming at this moment. Song Qingmo had always been by his side, never leaving. Mu Hengshi stared at Song Qingmo's lips, watching them open and close, and words of plea for mercy came out of his mouth.
Song Qingmo hugged him just now, but let go soon because the posture was too ambiguous. He didn't react at first, but later Song Qingmo came to his senses and let him go, just supporting him with his body.
Mu Hengshi felt a little aggrieved. He was so badly injured, so why did Song Qingmo push him away? However, this resentment dissipated when he saw Song Qingmo pleading for him. He said that the two families could marry like the Mu and Su families. If they cooperated, wouldn't that be a disguised recognition of their relationship, and Song Qingmo would be like fiancée and fiancé. Thinking of this, Mu Hengshi, despite being extremely tired and in pain, couldn't help but feel a little sweet in his heart. Even if he didn't have his own parents to love him, having Song Qingmo by his side was enough.
Although he couldn't understand his feelings for Song Qingmo, Song Qingmo was so good to him that he didn't want to figure out what it meant quickly. He selfishly wanted to get the lowest return for this feeling and let Song Qingmo keep him warm.
Song's father and mother had been watching the movements here from their villa on the other side of the flower wall. They had been here for a long time because they saw the rain continuing to fall, as if it wanted to pour out all the rain of the rainy season in one night. Even the garden in the villa with better drainage measures had accumulated some water. Song Qingmo and the others must be having a harder time. Song's father and mother were worried about their son.
"Mingmo, what should we do? The rain is getting heavier and heavier. Xiaomo's clothes seem to be completely soaked. This cannot go on. Not only will his knees get rheumatism, but he will also catch a cold. Now let me imagine what will happen if Xiaomo gets old and has no one to take care of him, can't find a wife, and has to spend his miserable old age suffering from rheumatism alone. What should I do then? I'm sure my coffin will be turned over with heartache." Song's mother had tears in her eyes at this moment, but what she said was still so nonsensical. Song's mother held Song's father's hand and shook it there, then anxiously thought of a solution.
"It's okay, Yuqing. Our son is a real man. He should be fine if he gets wet all night like this, right?" Song's father felt a little distressed and wanted to comfort Song's mother. What if his son wanted to kneel? The atmosphere was very awkward. He couldn't just run in, climb over someone else's wall in the middle of the night, knock his son unconscious, and then drag him back home.
Besides, this is someone else's family affair. It's fine if his son goes there to show off and act like a hero, but if he goes now, what if the Mu family takes advantage of this and wants his son to marry into the Mu family? So at this moment, he and Song's mother can only worry.
At that moment, inside the Mu family villa, Mu's parents heard Song Qingmo's loud shouting, and they tried to pretend they didn't know. Just as Song's father had said, if the Su family's marriage was truly canceled, then Song Qingmo would have to take the helm. Although they were somewhat tempted by the cooperation Song Qingmo had just mentioned, it was ultimately unsafe. They had to completely tie Song Qingmo to their son. Only then would they feel at ease.
"Hey, Mu Hengshi, say something. I've lost my voice from shouting, but your parents don't seem to appreciate it. I give up. We don't really have to kneel here for a day or two, do we? It's okay for me, but I'm afraid your knees can't take it. Just imagine that in our old age, we will be two old men sitting in wheelchairs, staring at each other's legs in silence, and asking at the same time: You have rheumatism too. That scene must be very funny." Song Qingmo and Mu Hengshi thought of the scene at the same time and laughed at the same time.
"Don't worry, I won't get rheumatism, because now my leg might have to be amputated." Mu Hengshi looked at Song Qingmo's smile, his ears reddening, and he swallowed his saliva. He decided to say this and put pressure on Song Qingmo to see how far he could go for him.
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