Excited want to cry, excited want to roar!


    "Ziqin, I miss you so much..." Stop kissing, Mu mother sincerely issued a sigh.


    Ziqin?


    Is Qing Yao''er calling her?


    "Sister, come in first." Mu Zimeng leads Mu''s mother and Qing Yaoer into the room.


    Mother Mu said, "let''s go upstairs directly. Your father is talking about business in his study. It''s easy to disturb us when we chat in the living room."


    The fine Yao son has no opinion of order to nod. He followed Mu''s mother upstairs, followed by mu Zimeng.


    Over the years, the Mu family has never stopped looking for their eldest daughter, and naturally the things they should prepare have never been left behind.


    From birth to the age of 17, there are all kinds of clothes that need to be worn all the year round, and they are all neatly placed in the wardrobe. From small to large, the textbooks are piled up in the corner, and someone must take care of them often, because the textbooks are very clean, and there is no dust or spider web left behind.


    Toddlers and prams used by children are all in a single utility room. Toys from small to large are double, one is old and the other is brand new. Qing Yaoer guesses that the old one should be played by mu Zimeng when he was a child. The new one is self-evident.


    The room Mu family prepared for her is more exquisite, even more exquisite than mu Zimeng''s room and master bedroom, which shows the importance of Qing Yaoer in Mu''s mother''s mind.


    Sky blue wallpaper on the top of the head, rendering the white clouds, as if you can see the clear sky as soon as you open your eyes.


    All around and on the ground are water blue. The blue sea depicts playful fish. The bed is also blue. It looks like it matches the style of the whole room.


    Not too mischievous, not inclined to formality, just the right atmosphere makes Qing Yaoer feel good.


    The desktop computer is placed near the window, a green cactus is quietly placed on the computer desk, and a small notebook computer is placed in the drawer of the computer desk.


    Qing Yao''er''s hand stroked these furniture ornaments one by one, narrowed his eyes slightly, and said sincerely: "thank you."


    The sound is very low, but it is especially clear in the open room.


    Mother Mu takes Qing Yao''er to the bed.


    This is what she prepared for her daughter early in the morning. She missed her daughter''s childhood, but now she really wants to spend the rest of her life with her daughter.


    "Mommy doesn''t know what you like, but when she was pregnant with you, she always thought about flying from the sky and diving in the deep sea. She thought maybe you like these too, so she bought them according to her own idea." Mother Mu looked at the layout of the room and sobbed.


    After 17 years of keeping the house, Mu''s mother would go to sleep here almost every day, imagining her daughter lying beside her, gently stroking her long hair and listening to her daughter talking about the interesting things that happened in the campus.


    So familiar, but strange terrible.


    Jingying''s tears ran down her cheek, and Mu''s mother wiped it casually, "Ziqin, did you have breakfast?"


    Before Qing Yao''er could answer the phone, she heard Mu''s mother say, "Mommy asked Wang''s mother to prepare breakfast for you. Wang''s mother is good at cooking. She can catch up with the imperial chef in ancient times! You wait, Mommy, go and tell her, you and your sister talk for a while. Come and chat with your sister quickly, Zi The last sentence is obviously to Mu Zimeng.


    Mu Zimeng did not dare to oppose his mother. He answered respectfully, "no!"


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