Mu Hengshi's heart was now firmly tied to the traditional Chinese style paint. He prayed that Song Qingmo would accept his gift and let him fulfill their promise. Finally, as he wished, he saw Song Qingmo carefully holding the paint box in his hands, then touching it, hugging the paint box to his chest with both hands, and swinging his feet slightly. Just now, Mu Hengshi had wondered what would happen if Song Qingmo threw the paint box in the trash can? But now he felt that his worries were unnecessary. Now, Mu Hengshi saw Song Qingmo swinging happily on the swing as usual for the past ten years, now that there was no place for him next to her.
Mu Hengshi couldn't help but become mesmerized. He leaned his hands on the windowsill and quietly peeked at Song Qingmo, his eyes revealing a weariness and tenderness. Even though Song Qingmo and he had broken up, they were still inextricably linked. Take this promise, for example, Mu Hengshi still kept it. And Song Qingmo obviously remembered what they had said and what they had planned to do. At the thought of this, Mu Hengshi couldn't help but smile happily. He couldn't suppress the corners of his mouth.
At this time, it was completely dark. Mu Hengshi was still unable to sleep with Song Qingmo. He just stared at Song Qingmo until Song's father and mother quietly came behind him. Only then did Mu Hengshi realize how he had become so obsessed with staring at her. It was as if his mind was empty and only Song Qingmo was left. Mu Hengshi took a few steps back and pinched his temples. He remembered what he had said before about wanting to keep a distance from Song Qingmo. He didn't expect that he couldn't help but look at Song Qingmo again today. Mu Hengshi was a little annoyed now. Song Qingmo was really like a wizard who had cast a spell on him without him knowing it. Mu Hengshi retreated to the bed, opened the quilt and lay down on the bed. He forced himself to sleep and threw away the face of Song Qingmo swinging on the swing from his mind.
"Dad, Mom, how long are you planning to stay behind me?" Song Qingmo noticed two shadows appearing beneath the swing. He guessed it was his parents, but neither of them said anything. Song Qingmo just kept on pestering them, and to his surprise, they remained silent. Song Qingmo couldn't help but wonder what was going on. They weren't sleeping so late at night, and he hadn't forgiven them yet. Shouldn't they just stay away? He hated adults who had no sense of boundaries.
"Xiao Mo, as usual, Mom hasn't eaten the cake you made today. I still have longevity noodles. But I won't eat anything you cook today. Come with me to the kitchen. I just made a bowl of longevity noodles. It's so delicious. Your dad is crying with envy, and I didn't give it to him." Song's father nodded busily, not expecting Song's mother to sell him out and make him sound so unimpressive. Song's father winked at Song's mother and gestured left and right. When did I become like this? But Song's mother ignored him and just waved her hands, signaling him not to disturb her because she still had to coax her son.
"I've already told you I won't eat anymore, why are you still insisting? Go back to sleep quickly. Don't you always clamor to go to bed early? Why are you staying up late with me today?" Song Qingmo refused bluntly. Originally, this matter would have been resolved by letting Song Qingmo calm down for a night, but the two of them just wouldn't give up and kept getting closer to Song Qingmo, which only made Song Qingmo angrier.
"You really don't want to eat this? Son, you..." Song's mother immediately tried to pull Song Qingmo's clothes nervously, but Song Qingmo dodged her. Song Qingmo jumped down holding the Chinese painting pigments.
"Let me calm down. I really don't want to talk to you now. Please just be quiet." Song Qingmo said helplessly to Song's father and mother. He was a little tired now and didn't want to waste time here anymore. Now he just wanted to go back and have a good sleep. Time will dilute everything. Maybe he will be fine tomorrow.
"Goodbye, I'm going to sleep first, you guys can do whatever you want." Song Qingmo left, completely ignoring his parents who were following him to see him off.
Song Qingmo was walking in his garden, which was now dark and silent. He wanted to find his parents, but there was no one there. Then, Mu Hengshi came up behind him and grabbed his hand. Song Qingmo was startled and wanted to pull his hand back. But Song Qingmo turned around and saw Mu Hengshi's face, which made him relax immediately. His parents must have gone out for something, but he seemed to remember that today was his birthday. Why was Mu Hengshi the only one there?
"Mu Hengshi, today is my birthday. You're here, but why aren't my parents here?" Song Qingmo looked confused. Mu Hengshi was acting strangely today. He'd said a lot to her and even given her the traditional Chinese style paint he'd promised her. But something was off, and Song Qingmo couldn't quite recall it. It was as if his brain was stuck. He was completely blank, unable to recall anything extra. He only remembered that today was his birthday.
Mu Hengshi smiled and said to him, "I can just spend your birthday with you from now on. Look, I will fulfill all the promises I made to you. Why are you looking for anyone else? Isn't it good for just the two of us?" There was a hint of anger in Mu Hengshi's voice.
Immediately, Song Qingmo was hugged tightly by Mu Hengshi. Song Qingmo wanted to struggle, but he couldn't get free. He could only watch the box of paint fall to the ground, leaving a mess.
Song Qingmo was a little panicked. All this was too unreasonable. He raised his head quickly, wanting to see Mu Hengshi's face. He saw that Mu Hengshi's face at this moment was morbid and paranoid. At that time, a meteor flew towards them. Mu Hengshi hugged Song Qingmo tightly, lifted his chin with his hand, and asked him to watch the meteor flying towards them with him. He tilted his head to Song Qingmo's neck, and slowly said to his ear: "The gift I gave you just now was soiled by me. Now there is a meteor flying here. Qingmo, how about I give you another wish? Didn't you like me very much before? Now I promise you that I will fight with you until death. Except for death, nothing can separate us two again. We will be entangled until we are old."
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