When Song Qingmo heard this, his eyes lit up. Although he felt that Mu Hengshi was a forgetful person and would definitely not help him achieve his goal, he still said that he wanted a Chinese painting pigment made by Mu Hengshi himself, and it would be even better if it was shiny.
Song Qingmo remembered that Mu Hengshi listened to his words, lowered his head, and didn't know what he was thinking. Then he nodded solemnly and said, "I will make one for you personally." Song Qingmo didn't take it seriously at the time. Now it seems that Mu Hengshi was still quite good to him. It's just that there is no affection between them now. But with this gift, Song Qingmo still felt warm in his heart. Mu Hengshi was also invited by Song's mother today. He was in a bad mood at the time and didn't notice Mu Hengshi's existence. But his good brother who had parted ways with him became the only warm spot on his birthday.
Song Qingmo couldn't help but raise his head and look towards Mu Hengshi's room. Ever since he had a falling out with Mu Hengshi, he had moved out of the room facing the window of Mu Hengshi. Now Song Qingmo lives in the room opposite that room, so that he can no longer see Mu Hengshi's room every day. Now the lights in Mu Hengshi's room have been turned off, and the people inside must have fallen asleep, right? Song Qingmo sighed. If only that thing hadn't happened, maybe Song Qingmo could still pull Mu Hengshi out and let him sing a song for him and cook a bowl of noodles for him. But there is no way, things in the world are impermanent, and there is no banquet that will last forever. After all, he can't go back.
Song Qingmo never expected that Mu Hengshi was not asleep. After Mu Hengshi came back, he washed up and wanted to go to bed early, but he kept thinking about Song Qingmo in his heart, which resulted in Mu Hengshi still not feeling sleepy.
What is Song Qingmo doing now? Has he seen the gift I promised him? He's not still angry, is he? I wonder if Aunt Song and the others have managed to comfort Song Qingmo. Mu Hengshi tossed and turned in bed. Like Song Qingmo, Mu Hengshi no longer cared about each other. He could only worry. Sometimes Mu Hengshi wondered what would have happened if he hadn't expressed his feelings or boldly pursued Song Qingmo.
"I'd better go check on the Song family." Mu Hengshi got out of bed and decided to take another look. He wasn't worried about Song Qingmo, he just wanted to know how things turned out.
Mu Hengshi did not turn on the lights. When he saw Song Qingmo appear in the villa garden in the middle of the night, Mu Hengshi was not very surprised. But when Mu Hengshi saw Song Qingmo picked up his Chinese painting paints, Mu Hengshi's heart seemed to be lifted up, swinging left and right, about to fall.
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