The weather in Beijing has been unpredictable these past few days. A few chilly autumn rains recently brought a chill to the air, causing Song Qingmo, who was already bedridden, to tighten his blankets. He'd been feeling uneasy these past few days, with a premonition that something big was about to happen.
Looking at the unpredictable sky outside, he frowned. Mu Hengshi had been leaving early and returning late these past few days, and his whereabouts were suspicious. His uneasiness reached its peak.
But now he was listless and exhausted. If he thought too much, his head would ache, so he had to put his thoughts aside. Song Qingmo breathed a sigh of relief, his eyelids drooping, and before he knew it, he fell asleep again.
"Song Qingmo, wake up! I'm taking you to see something." Mu Hengshi gently nudged Song Qingmo's shoulder. He didn't know how long he had slept. When he opened his eyes again, he saw the sky was turning pale. He hadn't realized it was already the next morning.
Mu Hengshi was dressed very formally, as if he was going to attend some important banquet. Facing Song Qingmo's confusion, he kindly gave an answer. "Today is our wedding anniversary, and I specially picked out this dress. What do you think?"
Song Qingmo didn't think there was anything wrong, but he felt that the dress was too plain white, as if it was for a funeral, and had nothing to do with a wedding anniversary.
Today was indeed their wedding anniversary, but Song Qingmo wasn't as happy as he'd expected. Instead, his earlier uneasiness intensified. He felt like he must be possessed by a demon. Shaking his head, he forced his thoughts back into focus. He apologized for forgetting this important date, and didn't dwell on Mu Heng's attire.
Mu Heng looked at Song Qingmo's listless appearance, and a hint of irritation rose in his heart. He was even more dissatisfied with his perfunctory attitude. He wondered if Song Qingmo would still be so indifferent and indifferent when he knew about the surprise he had given him today.
"I'll wait for you outside." Mu Hengshi considerately put the clothes Song Qingmo was going to wear today aside. He turned and walked away. Although he didn't reveal much emotion, Song Qingmo could clearly feel that his mood had become colder.
The villa suddenly became extremely quiet, and Mu Hengshi ordered the bodyguards outside to withdraw. Today, the protagonists were only the two of them.
Although Song Qingmo didn't want to go out, he quickly changed his clothes. After going downstairs, he saw Mu Hengshi waiting for him by the car.
"What about the others? Is it just us?" Mu Hengshi looked at Song Qingmo's sincere question and couldn't help but touch his head after thinking for a moment. He said jokingly, "Do we need to bring other people to our date? Now we want to bring others. If we have children in the future, won't we have no time for the two of us?" Mu Hengshi stopped immediately after he said this. He didn't think much about it and blurted it out casually. He regretted it the moment he said it.
Song Qingmo looked at Mu Heng, who was talking nonsense beside him, as if he had seen a ghost. He tried to use words to ease the ambiguous atmosphere that was beginning to emerge in the car. "Why is that? I just think it's... too quiet. I find it strange. That's all. Oh, by the way, look at the weather these days, it's really like Sun Wukong's face. Just now it was cloudy, and now the sun is out. Hehe... hehe."
Mu Hengshi didn't respond to Song Qingmo's words. Song Qingmo was alone there talking to himself. The ambiguous atmosphere disappeared, turning into awkwardness. For a moment, the car fell into a long silence. Song Qingmo shut up tactfully, leaning against the window to look at the scenery beside him, trying to stay away from Mu Hengshi.
Every time he was with Song Qingmo, Mu Heng felt that Song Qingmo always did many things that he could not understand, so he decided to cut his losses in time and stay away from Song Qingmo.
The more he thought about this, the more depressed he became. He simply sped up the car. Now that was good. Song Qingmo looked at the rapidly passing scenery and wondered if Mu Hengshi had gone crazy. If he wanted to die, he shouldn't have dragged him along with him. Who would take their partner to a drag race on their anniversary?
The car stopped at a garden with lush vegetation and the chirping of autumn insects.
Seeing the scenery here, Song Qingmo couldn't help but praise it, but was met with a cold stare from Mu Hengshi. Why did I provoke him again? He didn't understand Mu Hengshi's intention of bringing him here. But Mu Hengshi didn't want to explain too much. He just walked towards the garden. Song Qingmo had no choice but to follow him.
His feet stopped when he saw the tombstone in the garden. The name written on it was Wen Zhiling! He suddenly turned his head in the direction of Mu Hengshi and stared at him. What did this mean?
Mu Hengshi seemed oblivious to Song Qingmo's anomaly. He continued talking to himself as he walked over to the tombstone and squatted down. "Xiaoling, I'm here to see you again. I've been busy these past few days and haven't been able to see you. Are you mad at me? But it doesn't matter if you're angry, because I've brought you a bigger surprise. You'll definitely be very happy to receive this gift."
When Song Qingmo looked at Mu Heng, who was as devout as a believer under Wen Zhiling's tombstone, and combined with what he said now, his heart suddenly skipped a beat. His intuition told him that this gift might be related to him.
"Come here and kneel down."
Song Qingmo was completely bewildered. He looked around to make sure Mu Heng was talking to him. He couldn't believe what he was hearing. Telling him to kneel down? Was he crazy?
"Mu Hengshi, what did you say? You asked me to kneel down? Are you kidding me? I, Song Qingmo, kneel to heaven, earth, and ancestors. But I will never kneel to him." Song Qingmo said this with a face full of disbelief and was about to leave immediately after saying this.
Mu Hengshi showed no expression, only a light snort. He then stood up and, just as Song Qingmo was about to start running, he pulled him over and brought him to Wen Zhiling's grave. He secretly exerted force on his wrist. Song Qingmo used all his strength to hold on, refusing to kneel.
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